The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 736

Danielle glanced at Alexander, taking a slow, steady breath.

She set the file in her hand aside before speaking. “You should listen to your doctor,” she said.

Get some proper rest.

Alexander turned his head at her words. His gaze was dark, deep as ink, impossible to read.

He stared at her for a few seconds, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly. “Are you worried about me?”

Danielle’s brows drew together, just barely. “At the moment, I just don’t want you dropping dead any time soon.”

After all, there were still plenty of things she didn’t know—things only he could explain.

Alexander’s eyes stayed dark, his tone unbothered. “I’m not dying, Danielle. It’s just work. I’ll survive.”

Her eyes dropped to his right hand, the one that seemed perpetually injured.

“But your hand could get worse,” she said, her voice matter-of-fact, as if stating something inevitable. “If it gets infected, you’ll end up in the hospital, and that’ll waste even more time.”

Alexander didn’t argue. He just kept looking at her, silent and steady.

Just then, light footsteps padded down the stairs. Niki appeared at the doorway. “Mommy, I’m hungry.”

Her voice was small and soft, still heavy with sleep.

Danielle turned, saw her daughter, and went over to gently ruffle her hair. “Alright.”

She headed for the kitchen.

Niki immediately hurried after her.

After a pause, Alexander stood and went downstairs as well.

Once there, he said nothing, did nothing—just sat quietly on the sofa.

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