The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1482
The light in the study was still on, illuminating a man weighed down by his own secrets.
The guest room door was firmly shut, locking away a woman's desperate yearning for freedom.
And she, Chloe, stood out in the freezing night, clinging to an empty home and a crumbling relationship, not even daring to cry out loud.
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Rebecca had been locked in this guest room for three full days.
There were no handcuffs or chains, but guards stood on both sides of the door. The windows were reinforced glass, her phone was long gone, and the room had been stripped of anything sharp enough to break the skin.
Sammie had used the most civilized, seamless method to trap her like a bird in a gilded cage.
Since the day she was dragged back, she hadn't taken a single bite of food or a sip of water.
Starving herself was her only form of rebellion.
The maids brought up fresh meals over and over. The food was exquisite and perfectly warm, but she didn't even glance at it, letting it sit on the table until it turned ice-cold.
They pleaded, begged, and tried to reason with her, but she only gave them a frosty response: "Take it away. I'm not eating."
She didn't want a meal.
She wanted to leave.
She wanted to go abroad.
Chloe had visited twice.
The first time, she brought a bowl of soup she claimed to have made herself. Smiling with innocent sweetness, her tone was soft enough to melt butter. "Rebecca, please eat something. What if you make yourself sick? Sammie will be so worried."
Rebecca didn't even bat an eye. "I could drop dead and it would have nothing to do with him. Drop the saint act."
Chloe's eyes instantly welled with tears. Her voice was breathy and harmless, brimming with hurt. "I was only trying to be nice... How can you say that? I'm genuinely worried about you."
The way she acted made it look like Rebecca was the one bullying her.
It made Rebecca sick.
She knew exactly how women like this operated—
Sweet and accommodating on the surface, pretending to care while secretly stirring the pot and playing the victim. She would turn right around, cry to Sammie, and pin all the blame on her.
A classic manipulator.
When Chloe came the second time, Rebecca simply closed her eyes and ignored her completely.
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Although she was one of the protagonist (and best friend of Danielle), I'm really annoyed with Kristen. What does she actually want? She wants to be completely free from Gian, whatever their business is. But when Gian doesn't care about her, she gets annoyed and overthinks. Hey, Kristen, the world doesn't revolve around you. You may follow your own feelings, but that doesn't mean you can ignore other people's feelings at all!...
It seems like this novel will end at chapter 5000. Every time one issue ends, another one pops up, and it seems like the author is just trying to drag it out. I'm starting to get tired of reading it....
I hope daniele will have no end game with alexander since whatever the reason is, he only give her too much grievencess. I hope there will be another male character with stronger present than alexander to have the end game with daniele. Hated that in the name of love or protection alexander can treat another woman better, not just once, but with this new lorie girl... Oh my blood pressure getting higher cause by the new plot :(...
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I knew it! He’s in love with her but he thinks she loves his brother!...
Oh poor Bianca... regrets, regrets :)...