The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 616

Nathan’s gaze was dark and intent. “That’s why I need to get the facts straight about what happened before.”

Alexander’s expression was unreadable, his tone cold as ice. “Big brother, isn’t that a bit funny? If you truly cared about her being wronged, why wait until now to seek justice?”

His words were calm, but there was an undercurrent of menace that crept into the room.

Nathan’s eyes hardened.

Without another word, he rose from his seat and strode to the door, pulling it open.

Danielle faltered, caught off guard.

Alexander let out a derisive laugh, glancing at her. “Take care of our dear brother, won’t you?”

His words dripped with sarcasm and a biting, mocking tone.

After he left, Nathan turned to Danielle. “You’ve been out there listening for a while. Did you get the answers you were looking for?”

Danielle answered quietly, “Even if we want the truth, if he won’t say it, no one will ever really know.”

“You lived with him for years—shared a life, a marriage. You mean to tell me you have no idea what’s in his heart? You don’t know who he really cares about?”

Danielle shook her head. “Let’s not talk about him.”

There was no point reopening old wounds, no reason to dwell on scars that had already healed—at least on the surface.

“Nell,” Nathan’s voice softened, “I heard the rumors about what you went through with him. It hurt me to hear them, and I wasn’t even the one living through it. You were. You suffered through it all firsthand.”

He looked at her calm, composed face. “You might not want to hold it against him, but I want to see you stand up for yourself. You’re my little sister—I’ve doted on you since we were kids. And yet he treated you that way.”

Danielle took a deep breath. “Nathan, whatever happened between us is over. We’re divorced. That chapter is closed.”

She really had no interest in talking about Alexander anymore.

Nathan could see it clearly now; she truly didn’t want to discuss Alexander any further.

He closed his laptop, turning to her with a serious expression. “Well, I could use your help with something. Would you mind?”

Danielle looked up. “What is it?”

“It might put you in a tough spot, but you’re the only one I trust. It’s about work—Vanguard Technologies. You know how secretive things are in the tech industry.”

As she approached, she tapped lightly on the window. The glass slid down, and Alexander’s eyes met hers—cool and unreadable. “Get in.”

“You know why I’m here?” she asked.

He let out a short, humorless laugh. “You sure are eager to run errands for him.”

Danielle understood—Nathan must’ve already called. Alexander was waiting here on purpose.

She didn’t bother with pleasantries, just pulled open the door and got in.

The car was silent, tension thick in the air.

They drove to what used to be their marital home.

Danielle followed Alexander inside, keeping a respectful distance.

As he opened the door, a woman’s voice drifted out—

“Alexander? Didn’t you say you’d be back earlier?”