The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 2

Danielle heard every word from upstairs.

Her heart clenched tight. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

"Go ask your mom to help you get cleaned up and put on something fresh. Then we'll head out to welcome Miss Fletcher."

Raffy bounced with excitement. "Yay!"

But in the next moment, his little face fell. "But… what if Mom finds out? She won't let me go, will she? I hate her—she never lets me eat anything fun outside!"

Alexander tousled Raffy's hair, taking his side. "Don't worry. As long as I'm here, she wouldn't dare."

Just then, Alexander looked up—and caught Danielle coming down the stairs.

His expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever. He looked away, as if she were invisible.

Raffy ran up and grabbed Danielle's hand. "Mom, help me take a bath. I'm going out soon!"

Danielle pulled her hand back, lifting her gaze to Alexander. "Did you forget something?"

Alexander glanced at her with his usual indifference. "What?"

After all these years, he'd always been distant—toward her, toward Niki.

Danielle let out a bitter laugh at herself.

Of course. How could she expect him to remember that Niki and Raffy shared a birthday?

Every year, he took Raffy to celebrate with Millie, throwing a big party.

Every year, Niki waited in the cold for a father who never came home.

"I need to talk to you," Danielle said quietly.

Alexander scoffed. "Not today. I'm busy."

"It won't take long." She held out a folder. "Just need your signature on these."

Annoyed, Alexander signed his name with a flourish, barely glancing at the documents, then handed them back.

"Raffy and I won't be home tonight," he said flatly. "Tell Niki to go to school in the morning and ask her teacher for half a day off for Raffy."

Danielle's fingers tightened on the folder, knuckles white.

If he'd only bothered to look—

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