The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1075

She stopped at a jewelry counter, her eyes eventually settling on a beautiful jade bracelet. The stone was smooth and warm, yet cool to the touch—a perfect match for her mother’s reserved and gentle nature.

When she returned home, Niki was busy at her desk, surrounded by colored paper, glue, and glitter. “Mommy, you’re back!” Niki looked up, a smudge of glue on her cheek and her eyes shining with excitement. “I’m making a birthday present for Grandma! It’s a scrapbook with all the pictures of us playing together.”

Danielle walked over and looked at the neatly arranged photos in the album. There was Vivian taking Niki to the park, the two of them baking cookies together—every picture radiated warmth. She ruffled her daughter’s hair and smiled. “Grandma is going to absolutely love this gift.”

Vivian wasn’t one for big parties and had made it clear she wanted a quiet family dinner for her birthday. Danielle had booked a small private room at a restaurant not far from their home and pre-ordered all of her mother’s favorite dishes.

On the day of the birthday, Danielle arrived at the restaurant with Niki and the gifts. Niki clutched the handmade scrapbook carefully, stroking it from time to time as if to protect it.

Before long, Kirsten burst in, carrying an elegant cake box. “Happy birthday to our dear Aunt Vivian! I had this custom-made by a master baker. It’s low-sugar, so it’s healthy and delicious!”

Vivian smiled as she took the cake, pulling Kirsten down to sit beside her. “You, always spoiling me.”

Next, Gian arrived with a beautifully wrapped gift box containing a fine coffee set. “Aunt Vivian, I wish you health and happiness. I know you love coffee, so I had a friend find this coffee. The flavor is exceptionally smooth.”

“Thank you, Gian. You’re always so thoughtful,” Vivian said, her smile widening. She looked at the young people around her, her heart full of contentment.

Just as the room was buzzing with chatter, a server knocked on the door and entered, followed by Harold and Raffy. Harold was holding a fruit basket, a gentle smile on his face. “Aunt Vivian, happy birthday. Raffy has been begging to come wish his grandmother a happy birthday. We came unannounced; I hope we aren't intruding.”

Danielle gave a slight shake of her head, silently telling her not to read too much into it.

Harold placed the fruit basket on the table and smiled. “I know Aunt Vivian doesn’t care for extravagance, so we didn’t bring an expensive gift—just a little something from the heart.” He glanced at Niki, then added, “Raffy also drew a picture for his grandmother and insisted I bring it.”

Raffy immediately scampered out from behind Harold, holding up a drawing. “Grandma, this is you, and me, and my sister Niki! We’re all playing in the garden together!”

On the paper, three little figures held hands against a background of colorful flowers. The strokes were childish, but the drawing was full of innocent joy.