The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1356

Gian practically chased after her on pure instinct.

When he had signed those papers moments earlier, his pen had hovered over the dotted line for an eternity—so long that the clerk had looked up in annoyance. He had watched Kirsten sign her name with such violent force, as if she were pouring every ounce of her shattered emotions into the ink, and it had made his chest tight with panic.

"Kirsten!"

He closed the distance in a few long strides, reaching out to grab her arm. His fingers had barely brushed her sleeve before she smoothly dodged his touch.

Kirsten stopped dead in her tracks, but didn't turn around.

Her back remained rigid.

"Let me drive you home," Gian said, his voice dropping an octave, layered with quiet desperation.

He stared at her slender silhouette, feeling an unbearable weight crushing his lungs.

He just wanted to drive her home. He wanted an excuse to talk to her a little longer, even if it was just meaningless small talk.

Kirsten curled her fingers inward, a sharp pain radiating through her palms.

She took a steadying breath, fighting to keep her voice perfectly neutral, though a faint, betraying rasp slipped through. "No, thank you."

Those three light words felt like a rusty blade sawing into Gian's heart.

He stared at her back, his throat constricting. A thousand words fought to leave his mouth, but they all dissolved into helpless silence.

Kirsten finally turned around slowly, her eyes meeting his. Her gaze was completely devoid of life, stripped of all the vibrant joy and excitement she used to hold for him.

She looked at his bloodshot eyes and the sheer exhaustion lining his face, and suddenly, a wave of total clarity washed over her.

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