The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1117

A subtle twitch in Alexander's brow was the only sign of his reaction. "You didn't eat breakfast?" he asked, his tone unreadable.

Danielle met his gaze, a faint, deliberate smile on her lips. "I didn't have much of an appetite."

She was saying it on purpose. Last night, she had asked him to join her, and he had refused. So today, she decided not to eat at all, just to see if he would care.

Alexander paused for a moment before speaking. "Sit down for a minute. Nash Langley will be here with breakfast soon."

Danielle raised an eyebrow but sat down as he suggested. She was taking a gamble, betting that the man who always hid his feelings behind a wall of ice still cared about her, even just a little.

A few minutes later, a knock sounded at the door. Nash entered carrying an elegant food container, set everything out on the coffee table, and then discreetly excused himself, not daring to linger for a second longer.

The breakfast consisted entirely of Danielle's favorites, clearly ordered specifically by Alexander. She picked up a spoon and idly stirred the porridge without touching anything else.

Alexander sat down across from her. "Why aren't you eating?"

"It's nothing," she said, looking up at him with a smile. "I just suddenly feel like it's no fun eating alone." She looked at him pointedly. "Mr. Davidson, would you care to join me?"

His gaze rested on her face, his deep eyes as still as a calm lake, betraying no emotion. He stared at her for a few seconds before finally uttering a single word: "Alright."

Hearing his answer, Danielle smiled, satisfied.

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