The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 317

They didn’t stop thinking about it until they returned to the Emberwick Hotel.

Harold’s words still echoed in Danielle’s mind.

At the gala, he’d introduced Ninesky Technologies to a whole network of valuable contacts.

Kirsten nudged Danielle’s shoulder as they walked in together. “Cat got your tongue? We warned you this might happen, you know.”

Snapping out of her daze, Danielle shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Really.”

It was just that everything felt so abrupt. Looking back, she’d barely interacted with Harold before this. His sudden confession seemed less like genuine affection and more like he was trying to save her from embarrassment—especially after Millie had basically waltzed up to her just to show off.

But Harold hadn’t taken his words back, not even after the fact.

“I just feel like this whole thing… happened a bit too fast,” Danielle admitted quietly.

Kirsten grinned. “What, a man isn’t allowed love at first sight? Honestly, the rest of us saw the signs long before you did. No wonder you’re caught off guard.”

She leaned in, eyes sparkling. “But hey, Mr. Chapman already said it—no pressure. His feelings are his own business. You don’t have to reciprocate, but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.”

Kirsten’s voice took on a dreamy tone. “I have to say, Mr. Chapman really handled things like a true gentleman—stepping in for you, taking responsibility. Is this the charm of an older, more mature man?”

People in his position tended to take relationships seriously—they’d only confess once they were sure of their feelings.

Danielle remembered how, back at the spa, Harold had seemed especially interested in her relationship status. When he’d learned she was divorced, he didn’t hesitate to make his intentions clear.

It meant he didn’t care about her past marriage at all.

Gian, hands in his pockets, watched Danielle frown as she mulled it over. “It’s late. Don’t overthink it. We’ve got a big competition tomorrow.”

Kirsten nodded in agreement. “Exactly! Tomorrow’s the finals—we can’t let anything distract us.”

When Danielle finally got to her room, she put the whole episode out of her mind, treating it as nothing more than a brief interlude.

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