The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 358

Bianca’s face turned cold at once.

Her daughter-in-law, who used to obey her every word, was now openly defying her—even in public.

Danielle finished speaking and turned to leave.

“Stop right there!” Bianca snapped. “Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?”

Danielle didn’t even break stride.

“If you dare walk out that door today, I’ll make sure Alex divorces you! You can get out of the Davidson family for good!”

Danielle paused, looking over her shoulder with icy composure. “Gladly. Tell him to hurry up, I’ll be waiting.”

With that, she walked away without a backward glance.

If not for the binding agreement between them, she could have announced right then that their divorce was already a done deal.

Bianca stared after her, eyes wide in disbelief.

Unbelievable!

Who had spoiled Danielle into this kind of person? She’d gone from meek and obedient to outright rebellious.

It was all the old matriarch’s doing—indulging her far too much. Now Danielle really thought she was someone important.

If Bianca didn’t put her foot down soon, this daughter-in-law would be walking all over her in no time.

Bianca was so furious her chest heaved.

“Auntie, please don’t be upset,” Millie soothed, reaching for her hand. “I’ll talk to Alex and have him speak to Danielle. She shouldn’t treat you like this…”

Bianca squeezed Millie’s hand. “Why couldn’t a wonderful girl like you be my daughter-in-law?”

Millie smiled softly. “If it’s meant to be, maybe we’ll be family someday.”

That thought cheered Bianca up a little, and she glanced out the window.

“Looks like it’s about to rain. Call Alex and have him come pick us up, will you?”

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Meanwhile—

The trio stepped out of the boutique.

Kirsten waved her hand in front of her face, trying to cool off. “Can you believe those Davidson people? Who do they think they are, acting so high and mighty?”

Danielle was about to respond when she felt Niki squeeze her hand.

Glancing down, Danielle gently ruffled Niki’s hair.

Niki was too young to understand the conversation, but she could sense the tension between the adults.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay. Grandma’s just upset, that’s all.”

Niki bit her lip. “She looked really mad. She won’t hurt you anymore, right, Mommy?”

“She won’t,” Danielle assured her.

Today had just been an unpleasant surprise.

Kirsten exhaled slowly. “You really do see things clearly—”

If it were her, she’d have torn Alex to pieces by now.

But Kirsten understood Danielle’s situation. She had too many constraints, and standing up to Alexander was impossible. She had to pick her battles.

Given Danielle’s background, it was no small feat to walk away from the Davidsons with Niki, her dignity, and her freedom intact.

For Danielle, this was the best possible outcome.

Especially since she had the skills and independence to rebuild her life. If she’d spent her entire marriage abandoning her career and identity, things would have turned out much worse.

She’d have ended up like Millie—forced to slink away with nothing.

“This was the right choice,” Kirsten told herself, calming her nerves.

They headed to the underground parking lot, waiting for their driver to bring the car around.

What was supposed to be an ordinary shopping trip had ended with nothing to show for it—except an encounter with people they’d hoped to avoid.

“Niki, I promise I’ll take you shopping for a beautiful dress next time,” Kirsten said, keeping her promise to the little girl.

Niki nodded sweetly. “Okay, big sis.”

“You little angel,” Kirsten cooed, gently squeezing Niki’s cheeks. “Thank goodness you’re our precious girl.”

By the time they reached the parking lot, the rain had begun to fall in heavy sheets.

Thunder rumbled overhead, loud and unrelenting.