The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 208

Raffy had already apologized, but they were still pushing for more. Fine—let’s pull the security footage and set the record straight, once and for all.

Raffy pressed his hand to his forehead, wincing. “I’ve got a headache,” he said quietly. “I think I need to go to the hospital.”

“What’s wrong?” Millie’s brow furrowed with concern as she turned to him.

“Monica just hit me on the head. Now it hurts and I’m not feeling well at all.”

Millie’s face changed instantly; she leaned in, worried, to check on him.

“I didn’t hit his head,” Niki said, each word crisp and deliberate. “You’re just afraid the security footage will prove you guilty, aren’t you?”

“Take Raffy to the nurse’s office,” Alexander said in a measured voice. “I’ll go to the security room and review the tapes.”

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In the security room, Niki rattled off the exact times she’d been bullied and picked on. When they pulled up the footage, everything was painfully clear.

It was Rafferty—caught on camera—who’d been picking on Niki.

Danielle felt a chill run through her. She could hardly believe this was the same boy she’d raised for five years. In just two months, he’d become someone she barely recognized.

Watching the footage, seeing how Niki had endured everything in silence, her heart twisted painfully.

Alexander stared at the screens, his expression dark.

“Mr. Davidson, the evidence is right in front of us,” the teacher said quietly. “We have to follow protocol.”

Alexander was silent for a moment, then his gaze slowly settled on Danielle. “Do you think this is the child’s fault?”

Danielle couldn’t help a bitter laugh. “What else could it be?”

“If Raffy’s behavior is this bad, whose responsibility is that?” he pressed, his tone sharp with accusation.

Danielle’s eyes darkened; she let out a short, scornful laugh. “Alexander, Niki is your daughter too. Is your favoritism really this blatant?”

He gave a humorless smile. “What makes you think I’d punish or expel Raffy just for my daughter’s sake?”

Danielle’s lips curled in a cold, bitter smile. In his heart, there had never been room for her or their daughter. He’d resented her since the day they married, blaming her for ruining his life—and, by extension, despising Niki as well.

Her voice was icy. “I don’t want your money. I want Raffy to face consequences—official disciplinary action, just like the rules require. He should be expelled.”

Alexander’s dark eyes fixed on her. “Raffy is still just a kid. He’s already apologized. If you won’t accept that, there are other ways—I can always transfer Niki to another school.”

In that moment, Danielle felt as if all the blood in her body had turned to ice. Her lips went pale.

His attitude made it clear: he had no intention of giving her or Niki any justice. He would rather force the victim to leave, as if Niki were the one at fault.

In his eyes, she had never been his wife, and Niki had never truly been his daughter.