The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 687

Danielle looked him in the eye. “If you don’t tell me the truth, how am I supposed to know what kind of mess I’m in?”

“What you call protection isn’t really protection at all. You’re just keeping me in the dark. You’re making me anxious and jumpy, like there’s danger lurking everywhere. I can’t sleep at night. Every day, I feel like someone’s watching me from outside.”

“Is it you? Or is it someone else?”

Alexander’s brow furrowed. “This isn’t something just anyone can investigate.”

“Dani. I’m your father, and I need to talk to you. Please, open the door. Let’s have a real conversation, just you and me.”

Orson Crawford’s voice drifted in from the hallway, all gentle and conciliatory.

Alexander glanced toward the door.

Danielle turned to him. “If I don’t open it, he’ll just keep knocking. Niki’s already asleep in here—I don’t want anyone disturbing her.”

Every time Orson showed up like this, it meant trouble. He was never the type to pay her a visit unless he wanted something.

Alexander’s face remained unreadable; after a moment, he simply turned and sat down on the sofa without saying a word.

Danielle watched him for a second, then went to open the door.

Standing outside wasn’t just Orson—Leanne was with him.

The moment Danielle saw Leanne, she knew exactly why they’d come.

“What do you want?”

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