The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 333

Niki couldn’t help worrying about her mother, so she followed her upstairs.

The master bedroom was spacious, with a writing desk and a comfortable sofa by the window.

Alexander glanced at her. “If you feel unwell, just tell me.”

With that, he turned and settled onto the sofa, pulling out his phone.

Niki stayed by the bedside, glancing now and then at the man on the sofa.

He kept his head down, absorbed in his phone, clearly more interested in work emails than in Danielle. He was only here because the old lady had insisted.

Niki quietly looked away.

“Mom, if you’re not feeling well, you have to let me know, okay?” Danielle reached out and squeezed Niki’s small hand.

She wanted to hold it together, but the fever was making her whole body weak and her thoughts sluggish. Lately, her health had become so fragile—every little chill turned into a cold, and her body felt more and more brittle.

Danielle covered her eyes with her arm, sighing inwardly. Maybe it was time to finally take care of herself, get some real rest.

Soon, the family doctor arrived, medical bag in hand.

He checked Danielle’s temperature—it was over 101, almost 102 degrees.

Alexander looked over at Danielle, concern flickering briefly across his face. “It’s that high?”

“She’ll need a fever-reducing shot. Did she already take any medicine?”

“She did,” Alexander answered coolly. “Doesn’t seem to be working.”

After the injection, the doctor stayed to observe Danielle for a while.

The old lady came upstairs, worry etched in every line of her face.

“What happened? She was fine when we got here, and now it’s gotten this serious?”

Danielle’s voice was faint. “I… my throat was a bit sore this morning.”

Alexander stood by the bed, silent, staring down at her.

“You share a bed with your wife and you didn’t notice she was ill last night?” the old lady demanded sharply.

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