The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1008

Back home from the hospital, Danielle fell into bed, but her sleep was fitful, filled with fragmented dreams.

Sometimes, it was Niki hugging her leg, asking, “Mommy, why couldn’t the baby stay?”

Other times, she saw the blinding lights of an operating table, or Alexander watching her from a distance, his expression complicated, never once stepping closer.

When she woke in the morning, her pillow was damp, her forehead slick with cold sweat. A heavy, suffocating weight seemed to be pressing on her chest.

After quickly washing up, Danielle left with her medical file. Today, she had to go to the hospital for the final physical examination.

If all her levels were normal, the termination procedure would be scheduled at a hospital in Northridge City, saving her a trip out of town.

The hospital corridor reeked of antiseptic. Danielle was looking down at her newly printed test results, heading briskly toward the doctor’s office.

As she rounded a corner, she walked straight into a solid chest, and the papers in her hand scattered across the floor with a rustle.

“Sorry,” Danielle apologized instinctively, squatting down to pick up the forms. But the moment her fingers touched the paper, she froze.

The top sheet clearly read: ‘Pre-operative Examination for First-Trimester Termination.’

She looked up and met a pair of deep, dark eyes.

Alexander stood before her, dressed in a black suit with a loosened tie. A hint of exhaustion lined his brow; he must have just come from a patient’s room, likely to visit the hospitalized Lorie Gaylord.

His gaze fell to the scattered papers on the floor, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as he bent down to help her pick them up.

Alexander opened his eyes, pushing down the discomfort in his head, and turned to face him. “What is it?”

“There’s movement on Harold Chapman’s end.” Nash handed him a file, his tone grave. “He registered a new company yesterday called ‘FusionTech,’ and its business scope almost perfectly overlaps with NextCore’s. It’s a clear move against us.”

“Furthermore, we’ve learned he’s already poached several engineers who were interested in working with us and has also been in contact with some of our government partners.”

Alexander took the file and scanned it quickly, his eyes growing colder.

Harold was determined to go head-to-head with him. From his covert maneuvers with Vanguard Technologies to establishing a new company for direct competition, it was clear he had been preparing for this for some time.

“This is a declaration of war,” Alexander said, tossing the file back to Nash with a hint of mockery. “It seems he thinks I’m spread too thin and is trying to seize territory while he has the chance.”