The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1021

"Well, I won't disturb you any longer." Alexander turned and walked toward the door, his steps much heavier than when he had arrived. He paused at the doorway without turning back. "Focus on getting better," he said in a low voice. "I'll handle the work. The project schedule won't be affected." With that, he pushed the door open and left, leaving a heavy silence in his wake.

Danielle looked up toward the empty doorway, her heart a tangle of emotions.

Watching Alexander's retreating back disappear through the doorway, Kirsten felt a surge of anger. "I'll be right back," she told Danielle curtly, grabbing her bag and rushing out after him.

The hospital corridor was bustling with people. Her eyes scanned ahead, quickly spotting the tall figure in a dark gray suit heading for the elevators.

"Alexander, stop!" Kirsten hurried forward, sticking her hand out to hit the open-door button just as the elevator doors were about to close.

Alexander turned. Seeing Kirsten's furious expression, he asked calmly, "Is there a problem?" The elevator doors slid shut, encasing them in the small space, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense.

Kirsten crossed her arms, her sharp gaze fixed on him as if trying to see right through him. "You seem to have a lot of free time, Mr. Davidson. Shouldn't you be taking care of your precious Lorie instead of coming here to 'console' our Danielle?" Alexander leaned against the elevator wall, watching her in silence.

"What I want to say?" Kirsten took a step forward, her tone firm and unyielding. "I want you to stay away from Danielle." She looked him straight in the eye, adding word by word, "Haven't you hurt her enough? You have no idea how hard it was for her after the divorce, raising Niki on her own. This time, she lost a child. She's been dealt a huge blow, both physically and emotionally. Why do you insist on coming here and making things worse?" She stared at him. "Alexander, let me make this crystal clear. If you ever show your face in front of Danielle again, if you dare disturb her life in any way, I don't care that you're Mr. Davidson or how powerful you are. I will not let you get away with it."

The elevator dinged as the doors opened on the ground floor.

"I know you care about her," Alexander said, stepping out and pausing. "I won't interfere in her personal life. But as for work, that's unavoidable."