The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 206

Ever since that day at the stables, Raffy had rallied every kid in preschool to freeze her out, all to avenge Millie’s bruised pride.

“I just wanted to get my homework back. He started it,” Niki murmured, her voice small but steady. “So I fought back.”

She laid out the whole story, every detail crisp and clear.

Danielle’s heart tightened. She cupped her daughter’s face, her voice gentle but firm. “Niki, you did the right thing.”

She asked quietly, “So, is Raffy the reason you haven’t wanted to go to preschool these days?”

Niki had tried to keep it hidden, but Danielle had noticed the change—she just hadn’t known why.

Niki’s fingers curled. “Because… because he told everyone not to play with me. Whether it’s homework or gym, I’m always left on my own.” She hesitated, her voice trembling a little. “At lunch, they all cut in front of me on purpose. They don’t want me to eat.”

Danielle felt something twist painfully inside her.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she asked softly.

Niki pressed her lips together. “There’s only one year left before I move on. I didn’t want to cause you any trouble…”

Danielle blinked back tears. “You’re never trouble to me. Never.”

Today, she would make sure her daughter got the justice she deserved.

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In the school office, Millie and Alexander had shown up as Raffy’s parents. Millie’s face turned icy the moment she saw her son looking so pitiful. “Alex, I won’t let anyone get away with hurting Raffy!” she snapped.

The teacher, seeing Alexander walk in, grew extra polite and deferential. After all, this was Mr. Davidson.

Raffy sniffled and threw himself into Millie’s arms. “They were all mean to me,” he whimpered. “Niki was unfair. She even hit me.”

Alexander looked down at Raffy and gently pulled him away from Millie to check him over for injuries. His presence was cold and intimidating, filling the room with tension.

Alexander’s gaze shifted to Niki’s bandaged hand, and Danielle’s face was set in cold determination. She met Alexander’s eyes. “My daughter is hurt. Your son owes her an apology—and compensation.”

Millie bristled. “Miss Crawford, what makes you so sure Raffy was the one bullying your daughter? Do you have any proof?”

The teacher, sensing the tension mounting, tried to smooth things over. “It’s not unusual for siblings to quarrel. Let’s treat this as a family matter. No need to escalate things.”

Anything to avoid a fuss, Danielle realized.

“I don’t agree,” Danielle said, her voice steady and unyielding.

“Alex, what do you think?” Millie turned to Alexander.

He’d been silent until now. Then, coldly, he looked at Raffy, nudged him toward Niki, and said in a low, clear voice, “Apologize.”

Raffy stared at his father, eyes wide and brimming with outrage. “But it’s not my fault! Niki started it—why should I be the one to say sorry?”