The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 639

“Just wait in the car for a moment, big brother. I’ll come get you with an umbrella.”

Danielle stepped out into the rain, her umbrella shielding her from the heavy downpour as she circled the car to the passenger side. She opened the door and carefully helped Nathan out.

“Do you think you can walk? Should I call one of the staff to help?”

Nathan’s large hand rested lightly on her arm.

“That would make things too obvious. If Grandma saw, she’d just worry more.”

“Just help steady me a little. I can handle the rest.”

The two of them walked side by side under the same umbrella, moving toward the old family estate.

Behind them, Alexander exited the car, opening a black umbrella. He watched the scene for a moment, his expression unreadable, before striding over and unexpectedly reaching out to steady Nathan.

Danielle and Nathan both paused, surprised by his sudden appearance.

“With you looking so frail, big brother, was it really necessary to come home tonight? It’s just a family dinner—you wouldn’t be missed.”

Alexander’s tone was cool, his words laced with sarcasm despite the polite smile on his face.

As the saying goes, you don’t lash out at someone who’s smiling.

Nathan’s features stayed composed, but his body had tensed.

Alexander let out a quiet laugh, pretending to come to a realization. “I tend to speak before I think. Don’t take it personally, big brother. I just worry about your health, that’s all. If you don’t want Grandma worrying, is it really worth dragging yourself all the way here?”

“Grandma might be getting on in years, but she’s sharp as ever. She’ll see right through you—she’ll know something’s wrong the second you walk through the door.”

Danielle frowned but stayed silent. This was between the two brothers; she had no place to interfere. If Nathan was considered an outsider to the Davidson family these days, she—already divorced from the family—was even more of a stranger.

“Go change, then head to the study. Your father wants to talk.”

Nathan glanced at Danielle, giving her a faint, reassuring smile before heading upstairs.

Alexander said nothing, but followed him to the second floor.

Danielle frowned, sensing the tension lingering in the air.

The two brothers walked upstairs together.

“You know what Dad wants to talk about,” Alexander said quietly.

“Of course. I know exactly what I want,” Nathan replied. He looked at his brother, voice soft but steady. “Alex, I want to marry Danielle. I’m going to speak to Dad about it. Do you have a problem with that?”