The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 634

She didn’t trust Nathan now.

In fact, she didn’t trust anyone easily anymore.

“Well,” she said, “I haven’t settled on a school yet. I’m still weighing my options.”

Nathan replied, “If there’s anything I can help with, just say the word. Don’t stand on ceremony with me—treat me like you always have.”

Danielle’s voice was calm. “You’ve gained a lot of experience living abroad all these years. Right now, I’m juggling a lot of businesses—like Newsworld, which Alexander handed over to me, and the ten percent stake in The Davidson Group. All these have ties to the international market. Plus, I have Ninesky Technologies and obligations to the government. I can’t be everywhere at once.”

She could just appoint someone to oversee things, hold onto her shares, and collect dividends. That would be enough.

She mentioned this deliberately, wanting to gauge Nathan’s reaction.

If she handed over her shares, would he still be so attentive?

Nathan looked at her. “Alexander’s been surprisingly generous since the divorce. What do you plan to do with these businesses?”

Danielle hesitated only a moment. “I really don’t have time to manage everything, so I’m thinking of transferring them to my mother. Once my parents’ divorce is finalized, I’ll take care of the paperwork.”

She felt more at ease knowing her mother would handle the businesses. Ever since she’d left Northridge City, the only thing she couldn’t stop worrying about was the companies she’d left behind. She could take everything else with her, but not her companies. Alexander had given her these assets; there was no reason to return them.

It was precisely because of these businesses that she’d been wavering about leaving Northridge City. Now that her professor had opened the door, she could finally make a clean break.

Alexander had given her a lot.

And because all these assets were tied to Northridge City, leaving wasn’t as simple as packing her bags. It was as if invisible strings were holding her back.

Danielle smiled. “There’s no need for formalities between us.”

After a little more small talk, Danielle excused herself and left.

She had barely walked out when, moments later, another visitor entered the hospital room—a middle-aged woman.

The woman was bundled up in sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, as if she didn’t want to be recognized.

“You went through all this and didn’t even tell me?” she snapped, her voice icy as she looked at the man in the hospital bed.

“If I’d told you, you’d only worry. There was no need to drag you into it,” Nathan replied, his tone even. “Who told you about this anyway?”

The woman answered, “You’ve been dodging my questions about your whereabouts for days. Of course I started looking into it. You nearly lost your life in this hospital for that woman. Do you even remember why you came back here?”