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The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1232

“He’s the safest person to protect you,” Sammie explained. “Besides, you don’t look like you want to see me anyway.” Without another word, he turned to Lamont. “Take care of Miss Rebecca. Don’t leave her side for a second. Report anything unusual to me immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Sammie,” Lamont replied dutifully. Sammie gave Rebecca one last look, his eyes filled with a host of unspoken emotions. Then, without saying more, he turned and strode away, his footsteps echoing down the hall before vanishing into the darkness.

Rebecca stared at the empty corridor, a suffocating tightness in her chest. She let out a soft, bitter laugh that only she could hear. “What a noble excuse.” She saw right through him. He was just trying to keep his distance, probably to avoid upsetting his beautiful fiancée. Putting on a respectable front while trying to wash his hands of her—what a hypocrite.

***

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, the sterile, suffocating scent of antiseptic filled every inch of the hospital room. Harold stood at the doorway, his gaze fixed on the man lying in the bed. On the morning of the fifth day, a faint tremor disturbed the steady beeping of the heart monitor. Alexander’s eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes slowly opened.

He watched as Alexander’s jaw tightened. With a dark, sinister tone, he slowly added his final condition. “But if you choose not to cooperate, don’t blame me for what happens next.” The air in the room froze, and the beeping of the monitor suddenly sounded piercingly loud. Lying on the bed, Alexander felt as if his blood had turned to ice.

Harold just smiled, toying with his cigar as his gaze swept lazily over Alexander’s pale face. “I know you can’t talk right now,” he said, rising to straighten his suit. “I’ll come back to talk when you can. And don’t you worry, Danielle is fine for now. As long as you cooperate, she’ll stay that way.”

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