The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1187

Danielle stopped, tilting her head back to look at his tense jawline. “I decided to come myself. No one had to approve it.”

“Nash!”

Alexander turned to his assistant, who was following close behind, his tone as cold as ice.

Nash flinched and hurried forward, explaining in a hushed voice with his head bowed, “Mr. Davidson, Miss Crawford is an official member of Ninesky’s special technical team. She’s been assigned to assist with the 07 jet’s extreme environment testing. All her paperwork is complete and compliant. I… I couldn’t refuse.”

As he spoke, he snuck a glance at Danielle, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Before leaving, Danielle had specifically instructed him to file her participation under official orders, anticipating that Alexander would object.

Alexander took a deep, sharp breath, his chest heaving.

He knew Nash wouldn’t dare make such a decision on his own. It was obvious Danielle had come prepared.

His gaze returned to Danielle’s face, his expression complicated. “Danielle, you know exactly what kind of place Antarctica is.”

“The temperatures are brutally low, gale-force winds are the norm, and there’s the constant threat of blizzards and hidden crevasses. Why do you insist on coming?”

“I know you don’t want me here, but I want to be by your side,” Danielle said, her voice calm. “The 07 jet isn’t just your life’s work; it’s a project I helped develop. From the initial blueprints to tuning the core components, I was involved every step of the way. No one knows its performance limitations better than I do.”

“This extreme environment test is a critical phase. I have to be here.”

“The climate there is worse than you can possibly imagine. You haven’t undergone specialized polar acclimatization training or had a comprehensive physical. You’re not fit to go to a place like that,” Alexander said, his voice deep and heavy. “I know my own health situation, but you’re different. You can’t risk your safety like this.”

“I have,” Danielle cut him off, pulling a medical report from her backpack and handing it to him. “Three days before we left, I went to the hospital for a full physical, including a polar environment adaptability assessment. The doctor said all my metrics are well within the standard range. I’m cleared for the mission.”

“You’ve known me for years. You should know my temperament. Once I’ve made a decision, I don’t change it easily.”

“You can’t convince me, so why not just grant my wish?”

Deep down, Danielle wasn't concerned about the data; she was only worried about his health. Especially on a trip to Antarctica, she couldn't bear to let him go alone.

Her last question was like a fine needle, gently pricking Alexander’s defenses.

He looked at her, overcome by a profound sense of helplessness. He truly didn’t want to go against her wishes—he already owed her far too much—but he couldn't gamble with her safety.

“Danielle, I don't want to gamble with your safety,” Alexander said. “Besides, we’re going together this time. If something really happened… are you willing to let Niki become an orphan?”