Chapter 566 The Price of Forgiveness
This was the first time in over a decade that Raine had ever dared to raise her voice at her father.
To say such things.
After the words left her mouth, Raine was so frightened she hid behind her uncle and wouldn’t come out.
Her aunt pulled Raine into her arms protectively, heartbroken.
Virginia wiped away tears, but her voice was unwavering. “Ralph, you’ve not only hurt me— you’ve hurt both of our children. You don’t deserve a family!”
Ralph stood frozen in place, the blow leaving him stunned for a long time.
Not far away, Aella’s heart ached as she reached for Tyrone’s hand and moved closer.
She whispered, “It’s okay, Tyrone. You still have me.”
Tyrone looked down and met Aella’s tender, cautious gaze. He forced the corners of his lips up to show her he was fine.
She knew all of his pain, all of his shame.
Without thinking, Tyrone squeezed her hand back.
Just like his sister said.
Every time his parents fought, he and Raine would hide in the bathroom, upstairs, out in the yard. Until there was nowhere left to go, nowhere left to retreat. Then he would take his sister to the Reid Residence.
No matter the time. No matter how late.
As long as he showed up with his sister, Aella’s parents would welcome them like their own children, fussing over them and taking care of them.
If he and Raine didn’t want to talk about it, they never pried.
After all these years, the Reid Residence had become the only safe haven for him and his sister.
Robin instructed Tyrone, “Tyrone, take your father home.”
Ten minutes later, Tyrone left the McCarthy Residence with Aella.
Aella sat in the passenger seat. Ralph sat in the back, looking utterly defeated.
Aella turned around in her seat to peek at Ralph
She couldn’t help but speak up, “Mr. Ralph, winning your wife back isn’t supposed to look like this. You’ve got to show some real sincerity, or you’re really going to crash and burn.”
Before she could finish, Tyrone covered her mouth with his hand.
Tyrone shot her a warning look. “I’m taking you home first.”
Aella quickly shook her head, “Young people should respect their elders. Drop off your dad first. He looks exhausted.”
Tyrone hesitated for a moment, then drove his father back to the Winter Estate first.
Justin respectfully opened the car door. Ralph stepped out and looked back at Tyrone inside.
Tyrone said to Aella, “Wait in the car for me.”
Was he going to spend the rest of his life facing this empty house alone?
For the first time in his life, Ralph knew what it felt like to be afraid.
On Christmas Eve, lights glowed warmly in homes across the city.
Ralph returned to the McCarthy Residence.
Robin stopped him at the entrance.
He said, “When my daughter married you, it was a union of equals–not her climbing the social ladder. She forgave your affair, but you never gave her the respect she deserved. Trampling on my daughter is the same as trampling on the entire McCarthy family!”
Ralph could hear the cheerful clinking of glasses and laughter coming from the dining room. He dropped to his knees before his father–in–law
For the first time in his life, Ralph bowed his head. “Mr. McCarthy, I was wrong!”
Robin said, “For the sake of the children, I can try to convince my daughter to go back. But I have conditions.”
Ralph nodded before Robin could even finish. “Mr. McCarthy, whatever conditions you have, I’ll agree to them.”
Robin said, “Divorce my daughter. Transfer all your assets into her name.”
Ralph was stunned, Mr. McCarthy, I don’t wand divorce
Robin replied, “You hurt my daughter. This diver is happening
He continued, “Not only will you divorce her, b Winter Grow will be handed ove Tyrone after Christmas

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