The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1110

A genuine smile spread across Gian's face, and the gloom in his eyes gradually faded. For a moment, it seemed he had forgotten the troubles and turmoil of the day. Just then, a woman in an elegant dress strode toward them, the sharp click of her heels on the concrete breaking their pleasant mood.

The woman stopped at their table, her gaze fixed on Gian, her tone accusatory and displeased. "Gian, what are you doing here?" Gian's smile froze instantly. He looked up at the woman, his brow furrowing slightly. She was exquisitely made up and well-dressed, exuding an air of sophistication, but he had no memory of her at all.

"I'm sorry, have we met?" Gian asked, his voice laced with confusion. He truly couldn't recall ever knowing such a person. Kirsten also paused, curiously sizing up the sudden intruder, wondering who she could be.

Hearing Gian's question, the woman's face twisted in disbelief, and her voice grew more agitated. "You don't know me? Gian, are you doing this on purpose?" She took a deep breath, lifted her chin, and announced with a mix of pride and certainty, "I'm Gayle Lance. Your fiancée."

"Fiancée?" Gian and Kirsten froze, repeating the word in unison. Gian's frown deepened. He searched his memory again and was certain he had never met this woman named Gayle, let alone had a fiancée. "Miss Lance, I believe you're mistaken." His voice was calm but firm. "I have never met you, and I do not have a fiancée."

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