From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 374

Chapter 374 The Man from the Past

Tyrone thought he didn’t deserve to live.

But for his family, he decided to hold on.

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After Brad left, Tyrone’s headache got worse. He poured a few sleeping pills into his hand, just as Virginia walked in and caught him.

She rushed over, grabbed the bottle, her eyes red. “This is what you call taking your medicine properly? This is what you mean by getting better?”

Her emotions boiled over. She pried the pills from his palm one by one. “Five at once! This is your idea of no big deal?”

Tyrone’s lips twitched stiffly. He took the bottle back, twisted the cap shut, and put it in his drawer.

“I didn’t mean to take that many. I just poured out too many by accident. Don’t worry, Mom.”

Virginia didn’t believe him. Standing right there at his desk, she called Aella.

When the call connected, she hit speaker. “Aella, what happens if someone takes too many sleeping pills?”

There was a short pause before Aella’s calm voice came through. “It can cause serious side effects. Dizziness, drowsiness, stomach pain, headaches, trouble breathing, memory loss, and drug dependence. Stopping suddenly can even cause withdrawal symptoms.”

Virginia cut her off, desperate. “If Tyrone came to you, would you treat him?”

Aella paused a little and said, “I’m a doctor. If he books an appointment through the hospital like everyone else, of course I’ll treat him.”

The call ended, and Virginia forced Tyrone to go find Aella.

Mother and son sat face–to–face on the couch in the office lounge.

Virginia turned to her son. “You heard her. Just go make an appointment. She’ll treat you.”

Tyrone lowered his head. His voice was calm. “Mom, I already have a doctor. I don’t need her.”

He had promised Aella he wouldn’t bother her again.

And deep down, he knew–even if he died right now, she wouldn’t shed a single tear for him.

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Virginia suddenly stood up, her voice rising. “Tyrone, this isn’t up for discussion!

“I begged you to cherish her,” she said, voice trembling. “You didn’t listen, and now it ended in divorce.”

She pointed at him, her heart breaking. “Son, not every mistake gets a second chance!”

Tyrone’s eyes turned red. He nodded hard. “I know, Mom.”

Virginia’s tears shimmered in her eyes.

“I know

you can’t let her go. You feel guilty, you regret everything, and you want to make it right, but you can’t.

“You’ve already hurt her enough. The least you can do now is let her go and wish her happiness.”

Tyrone nodded hard, his face twisting in pain. “Yes,” he said quietly.

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endurance. So I’m begging you, please pull yourself together. Let go of Aella. Let her go, and let yourself go too.”

She wiped her face and said firmly, “Tomorrow morning, I’ll go with you to the hospital. We’ll get an appointment with Aella.”

Tyrone leaned forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tight together. He stayed silent for a long moment, then slowly lifted his head.

When he saw his mother’s tear–streaked face, his eyes turned red again.

“Okay. I’ll do what you say.”

That same night, at Regal Club.

Aella came by the bar to pick up Sayer. She ran into the last person she ever wanted to see.

Zach Townsend.

One of the heirs of the Leadverse Group and the fourth grandson in the Townsends, Jenny’s half–brother.

Back in college, he had pursued Aella obsessively.

When she rejected him, he bribed one of her classmates to spike her drink.

At the critical moment, Tyrone showed up and saved her.

That night, Tyrone beat Zach half to death, so badly that Zach lost the use of his arm.

Doctors later had to amputate it to save his life.

After the incident, Beatrice was furious and ashamed. She sent Zach overseas to stay out of her sight.

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