The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 584

Niki blinked, thinking hard.

“So, Dad doesn’t like me. Am I not really his daughter either?”

“A lot of people say I’m not Dad’s real daughter, that only my brother is. But today they said my brother isn’t his real son. So what about me?”

Her father had never liked her. In her earliest memories—when she was just a toddler—he would still pick her up and take her out to play. But as the years went by, he grew colder and more distant.

She never understood why. She just assumed it was because she wasn’t as smart or talented as her brother. Maybe that was why she couldn’t win her father’s affection.

Danielle was taken aback. She hadn’t expected her daughter to ask something like this.

“Of course you’re our daughter.” Danielle reached over and ruffled Niki’s hair. “Didn’t I tell you before? Blood isn’t everything. And we don’t have to win everyone’s approval—not even our parents’. Love goes both ways, do you understand?”

Niki mulled this over for a long time, then finally nodded, though she didn’t seem to fully grasp it.

Danielle drove them home, glancing at her daughter in the rearview mirror.

As they were about to turn into their neighborhood, a car suddenly pulled up and stopped right in front of them, blocking the entrance.

Danielle frowned and tapped her horn twice. The car didn’t move an inch.

The neighborhood security guard noticed and hurried over to mediate.

He knocked on the driver’s window, figuring it was just someone stopping for a moment—almost all the residents were familiar to him. And this car had only just arrived; it hadn’t even been there a minute before Danielle’s came up behind it.

Leanne rolled down her window, her face clouded and tense. Without a word, she opened her door and got out.

Danielle saw her and immediately knew Leanne was here for her.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and looked back at Niki. “Stay in the car, sweetheart. Don’t open the doors for anyone.”

Then she stepped out and walked straight toward Leanne.

“Blocking my way on purpose. What do you want?” Danielle asked, her tone cool.

Leanne’s expression was darker than ever, even more charged than the last time they met. A person with nowhere to turn could do desperate things.

Just then, Raffy scrambled out of Leanne’s car. He hurried straight to Danielle.

“Mom,” he called, his voice small and trembling, his eyes red and brimming with tears. “Grandma doesn’t want me. She hit me…” He rolled up his sleeves and tugged at his shirt to reveal red marks all over his arms and body, where he’d been pinched.

“Mom, I know I was wrong. I know you were strict with me because you cared. Please don’t give up on me, okay?” Sobbing, he clung to Danielle’s leg, refusing to let go. “I’ll behave from now on, I’ll be good to Niki, I’ll do whatever you say. I won’t make mistakes anymore—I was just stupid before…”

His tears streamed down, one after another.

Danielle stared at the marks on his skin—unmistakable bruises.

Leanne just shrugged. “He doesn’t listen. He’s nothing but a burden to me. My daughter’s being investigated now, and she’s probably not getting out of it. If you don’t want him, I’ll drop him at foster care.”

An indescribable fear gripped him, as if the ground beneath his feet had given way, and he was about to be cast out into the world, alone and unwanted.

Niki saw her mother being held up outside for a long time. She couldn’t take it anymore—she jumped out of the car.

“Mom, whatever you decide, I’ll support you,” Niki said quietly. “If you want to bring him home, I won’t mind. Please don’t worry about me.”

She just didn’t want to see her mother in pain.

Danielle turned to see her daughter’s small figure standing under the streetlight, and something in her heart trembled.

She crossed over and crouched down. “Niki, I won’t take him back.”

Raffy’s heart plummeted.

Mom didn’t want him. Dad didn’t want him.

And somehow, Niki always ended up on top. Why did she get to win in the end?

Just then, an electric bike appeared, rolling up the street.

If only Niki were gone, then Mom and Dad would finally see him as the only child left—they’d love him again.

Raffy clenched his jaw, then suddenly shoved Niki hard, straight into the path of the oncoming bike…