The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 920

His tone was steady, devoid of any emotional ripple, but his words felt like an invisible wall, completely blocking Danielle’s attempt to get closer. It was a clear rejection.

Danielle took a deep breath, a sour feeling rising in her chest. She knew Alexander’s pride wouldn’t allow him to show vulnerability in front of her, even though they were supposed to be closer than anyone.

She didn’t push further, simply murmuring a soft “okay” and swallowing the rest of her words.

The silence in the car stretched for a few minutes before Alexander finally started the engine, his voice returning to its previous calm. “Regarding Leanne’s fabricated evidence, I’ll have Nash continue the investigation. We’ll uncover Harold’s involvement and document the entire process of how those files were forged at the print shop. We’ll build a complete chain of evidence to present to the court, leaving no room for error when the trial begins.”

“I can help,” Danielle offered, looking up. “I can organize the original project data to find more proof that I didn’t leak anything, and I can ask my colleagues at the Aerospace Institute to testify.”

Alexander shook his head, turning to her with a hint of gentleness in his eyes. “No, you don’t have to. Taking care of yourself and Niki is the biggest help you can give me. Let me handle these things. You don’t need to worry about it.”

Danielle froze, a storm of conflicting emotions churning inside her. He always did this—pushing her away with coldness when it came to his own struggles, yet pulling her in with this gentle protectiveness, making her feel needed and giving her just a sliver of hope.

She couldn’t tell if it was intentional or just instinct, but she felt a heavy weight in her chest, a suffocating feeling.

The car soon arrived at the hotel. Alexander stopped but made no move to get out.

He looked at Danielle, his tone softening. “Go on up. Niki is probably still awake. Don’t keep her waiting.”

“Aren’t you coming up?” she asked.

“Don’t you worry. The professor and I are both willing to testify in court to help you clear your name.”

A warm feeling spread through Danielle’s chest. The three of them had been a tight-knit team, and they knew each other’s work inside and out. Having him and Professor Hawthorne on her side was an incredible boost to her case.

“Thank you, Gian,” Danielle said, her voice catching with emotion. “And please, thank the professor for me, too.”

“Don’t be a stranger,” Gian’s tone softened. “We’re friends, and we’re allies. When you’re in trouble, I’m not going to stand by and do nothing. If you need any data, or if there’s anything at all I can do, just say the word. I’ll do everything I can to help.”

Hanging up the phone, Danielle leaned back against the headboard, feeling her confidence return.