The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 593

Leanne felt the headache rising again. Kids were always trouble—always hungry at the most inconvenient times.

“When we’re out of the country, you can eat whatever you want. For now, I can’t take you anywhere, so you’ll have to wait.”

She was sure someone was watching her. If she took Raffy out for a meal now, they’d both be caught and dragged back.

Leanne hadn’t done anything wrong herself, but with Millie’s mess, she could easily get pulled in. At this point, she had to choose: leave now, or risk everything.

Raffy bit his lip hard. He was hungry, but he didn’t dare make a fuss.

He was about to be taken away by this awful woman, heading for a miserable life. Suddenly, he thought of Danielle. She was strict, never let him do this or that, never let him eat what he wanted—but at least she took care of him.

A faint, reluctant smile flickered on his face. He didn’t dare say a word, just stared out the window, watching the scenery rush by.

The car reached the harbor.

The wind at the docks was fierce, carrying the sharp, salty tang of fish.

Raffy wrinkled his nose in distaste, but didn’t say anything; he just looked pleadingly at his grandmother.

At that moment, Leanne’s phone rang.

It was Millie.

“Where are you right now? I’m at the prosecutor’s office—they need some documents. Can you bring them to me?”

Leanne kept her voice low. “This isn’t a good time. Call me again once you’re somewhere private.”

Millie frowned, sensing something was off. She slipped into a restroom and called back.

“Mom, you haven’t come to see me these last two days. You haven’t even called. What’s going on?”

A ripple of unease ran through her—something was wrong.

“I’m taking your son with me—we’re getting ready to leave. Once this blows over and we’re back, I’ll make sure everything’s set up for you. For now, cooperate with the investigation. Just don’t drag the family into it. Once things settle, we’ll return.”

Millie’s heart lurched.

Her face drained of color.

“You’re just leaving me here? You’re taking him and running off?”

“And don’t forget—you brought this on yourself. I never forced you.”

Millie’s grip on her phone tightened as the words sank in.

Leanne pressed on. “I pushed you to succeed, yes, but I never told you to cut corners. And as for Alexander—your relationship with him, that was your own choice. Did I ever tell you to become his mistress?”

Millie paled, mouth opening and closing, searching for a reply.

“Didn’t you become someone’s mistress?” Leanne’s gaze was steely. “Did I ever wind up in your situation?”

“Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”

“You made your choices. Now that everyone knows, people are talking about you—and about me, since you’re my daughter. Did I ever disown you? No. I still stood by you.”

Millie took a deep breath, feeling suffocated, unable to find the words to fight back. She felt like a trapped animal, desperate for a way out.

Hearing nothing but silence, Leanne continued, “This isn’t about abandoning each other when things get hard. It’s about planning for the future. I understand if you’re struggling, but don’t take shortcuts.”

“And as for Alexander—you grew up together, you were childhood friends. If you’d just stayed friends with him, you’d have had plenty of opportunities. But no, you had to try to become Mrs. Davidson. Do you even know if he truly loves you? Or is Danielle setting you up from behind the scenes?”