The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 507

Why did she choose a different path in her last life?

Danielle let out a long breath.

Just then, the driver pulled up.

She hoisted her suitcase and climbed into the car, gazing out at the endless rush of traffic.

It was barely dawn in Northridge City, but the streets were already teeming with commuters, all hurrying toward their destinations—each person chasing their own goals and fighting for a better life.

As the car slipped into the morning flow, Danielle’s phone vibrated. It was a call from Kirsten.

“You’re on a business trip and didn’t bother telling me?” Kirsten sounded indignant. “I’ve got nothing going on at home these days. I should be with you! Is it too late? I can grab a cab and meet you at the airport.”

Kirsten’s words tumbled out so fast, Danielle could practically see her friend dashing around, already grabbing her purse.

“No need,” Danielle replied gently. “I’ll only be gone two days.”

“That’s not the point! I can’t let you go off on your own. I’m coming right now.”

A small smile tugged at Danielle’s lips. “Kirsten, you know you’ll never have time to pack.”

Kirsten always insisted on looking flawless for any trip, every outfit carefully chosen, every accessory in place. She claimed that anything less would be beneath her standards as a lady.

“What do I need, really?” Kirsten scoffed. “It’s only two days. If I forget something, I’ll just buy it there.”

But beneath her bluster, Danielle could hear Kirsten’s worry. Ever since the divorce, Danielle had poured herself into work and her daughter, leaving little room for anything else. Kirsten knew Danielle acted like she was fine, but she didn’t buy it.

Danielle wasn’t incapable of sharing. It was more that everything felt like a half-remembered dream—pain dulled by time, but the lesson still sharp. She’d loved too deeply once, and the wounds still ached. Now, love felt impossible. The cost had been too high, and he was never worth it.

A lifetime misplaced. She would never make the same mistake again.

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After hanging up with Kirsten, Danielle arrived at the airport.

While checking in, her phone buzzed with a text.

She glanced down to read it—and her face went ashen.

With a sharp clatter, her phone slipped from her fingers and crashed to the floor.