The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 603

“I've loved you most since you were little—I would never hurt you. After you married Alex, you’ve suffered so much, endured so many hardships. You know that better than anyone.”

“I don’t want to watch you lose yourself because of him. If you still have feelings for him, I need you to let them go—cut him out of your heart completely.”

“If there’s one thing I know about him, it’s that he’s been emotionally distant since he was a child. He’s always cold, especially with family.”

Danielle frowned, studying the man in front of her.

But in her memories, Alexander hadn’t always been like that. Not the way Nathan described him, anyway.

There was so much she didn’t understand—layers of confusion she couldn’t see through.

And that mysterious 10% share...

Danielle took a deep breath.

From the very beginning, through the whole divorce, she’d never even heard about that 10%.

So, wherever it came from, it should go back the same way.

“I’ll give what you said some serious thought,” she replied quietly.

–

After their conversation, Nathan suggested grabbing a meal.

But Danielle was caught up in work and couldn’t make it.

That afternoon, there was an industry summit hosted by Ninesky Technologies, and Danielle was slated to give a keynote speech.

Gian grinned at her. “Look how far we’ve come—remember when we’d just attend these summits? Now we’re the ones hosting them.”

Kirsten surveyed the event setup, a satisfied grin spreading across her face.

She spun in the center of the room, practically beaming. “Success feels amazing. Is this what it’s like to strike gold?”

Kirsten had always been the darling of the Delaney family, raised in comfort and luxury.

Whenever she went out, bodyguards followed discreetly, even if she always appeared alone. Unseen eyes were always watching over her.

Gian teased, “You’re a powerhouse now, running your own empire. Is your family still trying to marry you off?”

At the summit, industry heavyweights arrived one after another, each stopping to greet Danielle, exchanging small talk and speculating about the future.

Beatty Solomon showed up in a simple, inexpensive outfit, radiating sweetness.

The moment she spotted Danielle, she rushed over and wrapped her in a big, enthusiastic hug.

“You really are my idol—just when I think you can’t get any more amazing, you do!”

Danielle patted her on the back. “Isn’t it sweltering outside?”

Beatty shook her head. “Not anymore. It’s almost fall—getting cooler every day.”

“Go grab a seat,” Danielle said, nodding toward a row of chairs.

“Alright, I’ll let you get back to work. We’ll catch up later!” Beatty called over her shoulder as she walked away.

As Danielle turned, she spotted Alexander making his way in.

For once, he was alone—a rare sight at such a big event, since he was usually accompanied by Millie.