From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 The Same Old Tyrone

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Miriam looked worried. “Last night, your father and I accidentally overheard your talk with Mr. Fulford.”

Aella comforted her. “Mom, everything’s been handled. Don’t worry too much.”

Miriam hesitated, studying her daughter. “If he really did all that for you, would you ever forgive him?”

Aella shook her head almost instantly.

She could fall for anyone, but not him.

Miriam sighed over and over. “I understand. You don’t have to go back to him. But for Virginia’s sake, maybe you could at least talk to him. Try to persuade him.”

Mother and daughter locked eyes. Aella’s eyes turned red.

She said softly, “Mom, I grew up with him. We’ve known each other for over twenty years and lived as husband and wife for three. No one but me knows how much I loved him and how much I depended on him.”

Her voice trembled. “But what I got in return was lies, betrayal, manipulation, coldness, and cruelty. I couldn’t leave, couldn’t break free. Those years were like living in hell.”

She went on, tears falling. “I once held a blade to my wrist. I ran through the red lights, climbed rooftops, and stood on bridges. Did Tyrone ever look back at me for once?”

Miriam’s heart aching for hers, tears rolling down.

Aella said bitterly, “The old me died in his hands, along with the child I never got to meet. Tyrone owes me two lives. He can never repay that debt.”

Outside the doctor’s office, Tyrone quietly dropped his appointment slip from his hand.

His eyes were rimmed with red, and his trembling fingers hung by his side.

When the appointment time passed, Aella still hadn’t seen him.

As she walked out, she noticed a piece of paper by the door and bent to pick it up. His name was printed on it.

Her face filled with a complicated expression. She stood there for a long moment, scanning the

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empty hallway. No sign of Tyrone. Then she turned back into the room, silent.

Aella didn’t call Virginia. Tyrone never came back to see her again.

Two days later, Zach’s body was cremated and buried. The Townsends didn’t inform anyone.

Later, Tyrone and Victor went to their house, offered compensation, and made sure everything looked proper on the surface.

On Thanksgiving, Aella went out to dinner with her family and Sayer–five people in total.

As they arrived at the restaurant and stood outside their private dining room, they unexpectedly ran into the Winters.

In the hallway, the two families faced each other, just a few steps apart.

Aella, graceful and composed, took the initiative. She greeted Virginia politely, then turned to lead her family into the room.

Raine watched Tyrone nervously. His eyes were fixed on Aella, lost in thought.

Tyrone sat in silence, the heavy air pressing down on everyone. He knew it was because of him.

After a moment, he stood up. “I’m stepping out for a smoke.”

At the end of the hallway, he found the smoking area. Aella was there, standing by the window, talking on the phone. He took out the cigarette between his lips.

When Aella hung up and turned around, she unexpectedly met Tyrone’s steady gaze.

She froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes and started to walk past him.

Tyrone watched her walk away. “Aella,” he said softly, “Happy Thanksgiving.”

Her steps slowed.

She turned back, looking at him from a few feet away.

“If you’re not feeling well,” she said softly, “you should see a doctor.”

Tyrone dropped his unlit cigarette into the trash. He took a few steps toward her–but not too close.

Looking straight into her eyes, he asked quietly, “Will you only see me if I make an appointment?”

They locked eyes.

“Yes,” Aella said firmly.

Tyrone felt a sting in his chest. He turned toward the window, pretending to watch the night outside.

“It’s okay,” he said quietly. “I’m fine.”

Aella frowned, her expression tightening.

Her tone turned firm as she said, “You haven’t changed at all, Tyrone. You’re still the same selfish, calculating man. Even if the whole world fell apart, someone like you would be just fine.”