The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 683

Danielle’s mind was a complete mess.

She truly wanted nothing more to do with Alexander, but he clung to her like a stubborn shadow—no matter where she went, she couldn’t shake him off.

And then there was what happened at the party: that knife, his unnerving intuition.

Alexander insisted the knife was meant for him, but really, who could say for sure?

She drew in a steadying breath. “Fine, then tell me—where exactly is this danger you speak of? I’m willing to believe you, and I’ll let our daughter attend the school you’ve arranged. But trust, Alexander—trust is the most important thing between people. How have you ever given me that?”

Trust was something Alexander had never offered.

They’d never had any real, meaningful conversation. Danielle doubted they ever could, or that their relationship would ever move beyond what it was now.

If it hadn’t been possible before the divorce, it certainly wasn’t possible now.

Alexander gazed back at her impassively, his face as unreadable and cold as ever.

“You’re a smart woman,” he said quietly. “You don’t need me to spell everything out. What’s happened lately should tell you enough.”

“So what you mean,” Danielle replied, her voice tight, “is that you’ll protect me and our daughter from the shadows—but only if I follow all your orders. Is that it?”

Alexander nodded.

She gave a short, bitter laugh. “And how long is this supposed to last? When does it end?”

She was never going to put her or her daughter’s safety in the hands of any man.

She needed to keep control—she always had, and she wasn’t about to start letting him call the shots now.

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