The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1342

He released her waist, leaning in slightly to meet her gaze. His eyes were filled with absolute sincerity, masking a faint, almost imperceptible hint of nerves. "You're right. You haven't."

He paused, his voice dropping into a low, tender register that wrapped around every syllable. "This is entirely my own wishful thinking. I want to marry you."

"I want to give you a grand wedding and let the whole world know that you are my wife."

"I want to lay the best things this world has to offer right at your feet."

Danielle looked at him, unable to hold back a radiant smile that lit up her entire face.

She reached out, gently hooking her fingers with his. At the briefest brush of her touch, Alexander went still for a fraction of a second before flipping his hand to interlock their fingers, holding her with a gentle yet unyielding grip.

They shared a smile, the air between them thick with sweet, undeniable chemistry.

Standing off to the side, Kyle watched the stunning couple with a fond smile before tactfully slipping out of the room, leaving them to their private moment.

Danielle leaned into Alexander's embrace, her gaze returning to the spectacular dresses. A thought suddenly crossed her mind, and she looked up at him. "By the way, Kirsten mentioned something to me earlier in her hospital room."

Alexander looked down, raising a brow. "What did she say?"

"She said she wanted to have a double wedding with us."

Danielle continued, "She thought it would be a blast. We're best friends, so having the wedding together would be the ultimate celebration."

Alexander froze for a second before letting out a soft chuckle.

He affectionately ruffled her hair, his eyes brimming with adoration. "Is that all?"

"Why wouldn't we?"

He paused, the smirk on his lips deepening. "Besides, Gian will definitely jump at the chance."

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