The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 978

Danielle gripped her phone, her fingertips turning cold. It only took her a second to understand the purpose of Alexander's call. This wasn't an inquiry; he was calling to reprimand her on Lorie’s behalf.

She managed a bitter smile. “Calling to read me the riot act?”

Alexander was silent for a few seconds. “No,” he finally said, his tone softening slightly. “Maybe I came on too strong. I just want to know what happened.”

“What happened?” Danielle’s laugh was cold. “Didn’t Lorie tell you what we said? Or did she tell you, and you just don't believe her, so you have to call me for confirmation? Alexander, do you really think this is interesting?”

She paused, her eyes fixed on the clinic room clock. The ticking of the second hand seemed to beat against her frayed nerves.

“If I’m such an eyesore to you two, or if you're worried I'll upset Lorie, you can just tell me to stay away. I won't cling to you, and I certainly won't go out of my way to provoke you.”

A long silence stretched from the other end of the line, punctuated only by the faint sound of his breathing. Danielle waited, but when no response came, her frustration mounted. She couldn’t understand why Alexander always did this—why he always had to show up and throw her life into chaos just when she was trying to break free from the past.

After what felt like half a minute, she heard Alexander take a deep breath, followed by a soft click as he hung up.

Danielle stared at the dark screen, stunned for a moment before letting out a wry laugh. The whole bizarre phone call was a pointless, nonsensical drama.

She put her phone away and turned her attention back to the consent form. The risks and procedures were laid out in black and white. A wave of bitterness washed over her, but she clenched her jaw and signed her name on the dotted line.

“I’ve signed it.” She handed the form back to the doctor, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

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