The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1435

Dani's heart skipped a beat.

Every nerve in her body suddenly snapped taut.

Since they had first mentioned divorce, barring a few unplanned moments, they hadn't shared any physical intimacy.

The sheer, ridiculous tension of the moment left her completely flustered.

"No," she finally managed to say.

Alex let out a quiet breath of relief, though a pang of bittersweet ache quickly followed.

Leaning his head against the cold tile, he rubbed his forehead, forcing back the pain radiating through his bruised ribs. He softened his voice. "I just finished anyway. My hair is still wet."

Dani hummed quietly in response, her thumb brushing over the screen of her phone. She was looking at one of their few photos together. In it, she was beaming, while he looked characteristically stoic.

It always seemed like he kept his emotions locked away.

It was a snapshot of who they were years ago, before everything fell apart.

Stroking the glass softly, she asked, "How are things over there? Have you found any trace of Harold?"

The shift back to business cleared the air slightly.

Staying propped against the wall, his tone grew serious. "We found him. He's hiding out in the old port district, on the outskirts. It's his old stomping grounds—a maze with heavy security. His people run the place, so getting close isn't an option right now."

"I did some recon tonight. Narrowly avoided getting spotted by his patrols."

He deliberately downplayed the infiltration, completely omitting the brutal, life-or-death brawl in his bedroom just minutes ago. He didn't want to panic her.

But Dani was far too perceptive. She caught the subtle exhaustion beneath his calm facade immediately.

Alex listened in silence, occasionally murmuring an acknowledgment. His eyes were soft, his heart aching with an overwhelming need to hold his little girl and the woman waiting for him.

They talked for a long time. It was the dead of night in Penang, and morning was just beginning to break back home.

Not wanting to keep him from getting some sleep, Dani whispered, "You should go to bed. Stay safe over there. Promise me you'll text me every single day, no matter how late. I'll always wait up for your message."

"I promise."

He agreed, but he didn't end the call. The line was filled only with the soft cadence of their breathing, a fragile connection spanning thousands of miles that made them feel as though they were right next to each other.

After a long beat of silence, he finally spoke. "Dani, when I come back... let's get remarried. Please."

The question had been burning in his chest for a long time. Ever since he boarded the plane to Penang, through the vicious fight with Harold, and right down to hearing the terrified concern in her voice tonight—he just needed to say it out loud.