Chapter 334 I Don’t Need Your Sorry
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His worry was written all over his face and in his voice. “You went through all this just to keep Daniel out of trouble, and ended up hurting yourself. Why wouldn’t you come to me if you needed help?”
Tyrone demanded, “Do you really not trust me at all, Aella?”
Aella yanked her hand back.
She reached for the car door unlock button on the panel, but Tyrone easily blocked her.
Frustration made her break out in a sweat. “Tyrone! What exactly are you trying to do?”
He stared at her, his
gaze intense.
“I’m taking you to the hospital to get your arm cleaned up. Then, we’ll get the dress dry–cleaned and return it to Mason.”
Before Aella could respond, Tyrone added, “Or you can keep the dress, and I’ll come with you to hand Mason 30 million in person.”
Sitting in the passenger seat, Aella snapped, “Tyrone, you have no right to interfere in my life! If you keep this up, I’ll call the police!”
She rummaged in her bag for her phone.
Tyrone leaned over and snatched it away.
Pushed to her limit, Aella lunged for the driver’s seat, fighting for her phone.
In their struggle, Tyrone pinned her onto his lap.
They were face–to–face, with her straddling him. The position was both intimate and humiliating.
Aella tried to get up, but Tyrone held her in place.
He looked down at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“Aella, I don’t want to fight with you. Just do as I say. Let me take you to the hospital first, then we’ll talk to Mason.”
Aella held up her arm. “Tyrone, this is my arm. It’s none of your business. And what happens with Mason isn’t your concern either.”
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His eyes flickered. “When I fainted in the supermarket this morning from stomach pain, you just walked away and ignored me. But when you’re hurt, I can’t just walk away.”
Suddenly, Aella burst out laughing.
Tyrone’s expression turned even darker at her reaction.
She looked up, stifling her laughter, then shot him a look like he was crazy.
“Tyrone, don’t forget that time we fought and I fainted right in front of you, and you just left me there and ran off to see Zera.
“I’m a woman, and I got over it. What are you complaining about? Come on, be a man!”
Their eyes locked.
I deserve a better man.
I want to live my own life.
marrying you!”
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She lashed out, “You’re so cold and heartless that you don’t deserve a marriage or a family. You deserve to end up all alone!”
Tyrone just held her and let her rant, not saying anything.
When she finally stopped, he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Aella, there’s no need to be so harsh. I just want us to get back together. I just want one more chance to make things right. I’m not the monster you think I am.”
Aella pushed his hand away. “Tyrone, tell me, why are you so insistent on getting back together?”
Tyrone’s eyes were painfully sincere. “Marriage is for life. We promised we’d always be together.”
Aella’s look was full of scorn. “Didn’t you say the same thing to Zera and her son?”
Tyrone shook his head. “I made promises to Zera, but not the way you think.”
He explained, “What I feel for you is nothing like what I feel for Zera. I don’t love her, and I’m not attracted to her.”
Before he could finish, Aella cut him off coldly. “Tyrone, do you love me then?”
She stared into his eyes, and he froze.
For as long as he could remember, Aella had always been part of his life.
They’d grown up together, and for over 20 years, she’d practically wanted to tell the whole world she loved him.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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