The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 365

Today was Kirsten’s birthday.

After work, the group had made dinner plans to celebrate her. Kirsten herself hadn’t wanted anything elaborate—she’d thought she’d just have a quiet evening at home with her family. But her friends insisted, and in the end, she agreed.

Still, the dinner wrapped up early, finishing around eight o’clock. The group was barely out the door when Danielle’s phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she hesitated, then answered. As she listened to her grandmother’s voice on the other end, her brow furrowed. She ended the call without another word, grabbed her keys, and drove straight to the club her grandmother had mentioned.

She hurried the whole way there, anxious and uneasy. When Danielle arrived, she found her grandmother seated alone in a private lounge, an inscrutable expression on her face as she fixed her gaze on Danielle.

“Grandma?” Danielle frowned, concerned. “You said you weren’t feeling well. Are you alright?”

Her grandmother lowered her eyes, calmly pouring herself a cup of tea. “If I hadn’t said that, would you have come so quickly?”

She beckoned Danielle closer. “Come, sit with me.”

Danielle did as she was told, taking a seat across from her. Her grandmother looked up, studying her intently. “Tell me the truth. Have you and Alex had a serious argument lately? Is something going on between the two of you?”

She didn’t bother with pleasantries or small talk, her directness catching Danielle off guard.

For a second, Danielle was too stunned to reply. It was obvious her grandmother knew something, and now she wanted answers. Danielle had no idea how much her grandmother had found out—especially since she’d signed a non-disclosure agreement. All she could do now was go along and try to keep things under wraps.

“Every couple has their ups and downs,” Danielle said carefully. “It’s normal to bicker now and then.”

“Has he told you anything?” Danielle ventured, watching her grandmother’s face for any reaction.

Her grandmother shook her head as she poured another cup of tea. “What could he possibly tell me? It’s you I want to hear from—you should come to me if you’re unhappy.”

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