The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1019

“It’s fine,” Gian said.

“How are you not tired? Look, your eyes are all red,” Danielle insisted, then turned to Kirsten, who was peeling an apple. “Kirsten, you don’t have to keep coming here every day either. I’m really okay.”

Kirsten sliced the peeled apple into small pieces and placed them on a plate for her. “I’ll leave in a bit. Gian and I already worked it out—we’re taking shifts. He’s busy with the company during the day and will come at night. I’ll be here during the day and go home to rest at night. That way, neither of us gets overwhelmed.”

Before Danielle could argue, Kirsten cut her off. “Just stop being stubborn. The most important thing is for you to get better. Once you’re well, you can thank us however you want.”

Seeing their determined expressions, Danielle finally relented, a wave of warmth spreading through her chest.

In the days that followed, Alexander never came to the hospital again. The only news she heard of him came occasionally through Nash’s phone calls, and it was always about the progress of the Project 07 fighter jet. It was as if his panic and guilt in the emergency room had been nothing but a figment of her imagination.

As night fell, Kirsten went home to rest, and Gian settled onto the pull-out bed in the room. Danielle leaned against the headboard, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, her heart strangely calm. The pain in her lower abdomen had subsided, replaced by an occasional dull ache that served as a quiet reminder of the child she had lost.

After some time, Danielle drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, a faint noise startled her awake. In a daze, she saw a familiar silhouette standing in the doorway of her room. The figure was tall, dressed in a black coat, with his back to her. He leaned against the doorframe, a silent statue in the dim light.

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