The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 165

Strange.

Had he suddenly changed his ways, or was this just another one of his games?

Millie spoke up just then. "Danielle has to stay home and look after the kids. She can't be running to the hospital every day. Besides, I'm here, aren't I?"

"True enough." Liam's lips curled in a careless half-smile. "A woman like her belongs in the kitchen, looking after the children—that's all she's good for."

That's her value in life, he thought, not hanging around Gian, hoping that getting involved with Ninesky will somehow raise her status.

As if she even had the skills or the brains for that sort of thing.

"Still, Gian really seems to like Danielle," Liam mused. "Last time at the branch office, Gian personally brought her around and introduced her as the project lead."

"Giving her that much credit—honestly, it's a bit much. Her abilities are what they are."

Liam narrowed his eyes, a sly suspicion flickering across his face. "You don't think those two have already taken things all the way, do you…"

After all, a man doesn't hand out that many favors unless he's getting something out of it.

"She's cheating on you this openly." Liam glanced at Alexander lying in the hospital bed. "Alex, aren't you going to do something about it?"

Alexander calmly sipped his chicken soup.

He listened to Liam's endless speculations about Danielle and Gian, but didn't seem to care.

It was as if it didn't matter to him who Danielle was with, or how far things had gone between them.

Seeing Alexander's indifference, Liam finally gave up and dropped the subject.

Of course.

If Alexander didn't care about Danielle in the first place, why would he care who she was with?

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Lunch break.

Danielle had just stepped out of the testing facility when her grandmother called.

"Dani, how's Alex doing today? Did you go see him?"

The old lady was checking up on her—no surprise, really, after the long talk she'd had with Alexander the night before. It seemed the two of them weren't exactly on the best of terms.

Danielle paused, lowering her eyes. "He's… fine."

Her tone was vague, noncommittal.

Her grandmother had always treated her well—had always been on her side in the Davidson family, especially after Danielle's own grandmother passed away. Since then, her love had only grown deeper, as if she were afraid Danielle might get hurt.

But now…

She just couldn't accept her grandmother's matchmaking efforts anymore.

Taking a moment to compose herself, Danielle turned and started toward the cafeteria for lunch.

Just then, her phone rang again.

It was her uncle.

Danielle's brow furrowed.

For her uncle to call at this hour—something must be wrong.

"Uncle?"

Clyde's voice was sharp and serious. "Go to Northridge General Hospital and check on your mother."

Danielle's breath caught. "What happened to my mom?"