The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 842

With the car moving again, Danielle chose a quiet restaurant not far from the kindergarten, a place she sometimes took Niki for the kid's menu. They arrived right at the dinner rush.

Danielle took the menu, scanned a few pages, then looked up at Niki. "What do you want to eat? How about the kid's steak?"

"Yes! And strawberry ice cream!" Niki exclaimed.

Danielle smiled and nodded, then turned to Alexander. "And you? The usual? Medium-well sirloin with a black pepper sauce?"

Alexander was momentarily stunned that she still remembered his preference. A warmth spread through his chest as he murmured, "Yes, that's perfect."

After the waiter left, a brief silence settled over the table. Niki played with her silverware, her eyes darting around the restaurant with curiosity. Danielle and Alexander both stared out the window, their gazes occasionally meeting before quickly looking away again. The atmosphere was a bit awkward. It was the first time since their divorce that they had sat down for a peaceful meal like this—no arguments, no secrets, but also none of the easy comfort they once shared.

Danielle could feel the tension in Alexander's posture. His fingers drummed unconsciously against the rim of his glass; he was clearly just as unsettled as she was.

"Thank you again for today, at the bid presentation," Danielle said, breaking the silence. Her tone was sincere. "If you hadn't stepped in, Nathan would have kept making things difficult."

Alexander looked up at her and shook his head. "Don't thank me. I just didn't want him to ruin the project. Besides, you and your team worked too hard to be slandered like that."

"Either way, thank you," Danielle insisted with a small smile. She then remembered what Nash had told her and couldn't help but ask, "How have you been… really? Are you still taking your medication for the depression?"

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Go to the restroom and get cleaned up before you catch a cold," he said, his voice soft as his fingers adjusted the lapels of the jacket around her.

Danielle met his eyes for a second. "Okay. You two go ahead and eat. I'll be right back."

After she left, only Alexander and Niki remained at the table. Alexander sat back down, his gaze falling on his daughter, who was sitting quietly in her seat, not making a fuss. Seeing how well-behaved and lovely she was, his heart twisted with a sharp, bittersweet ache.