From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 630

Chapter 630 You’re Not Me

“If you want to die, do it somewhere else!”

After yelling, the driver restarted the car and drove away.

Aella slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Tyrone standing there unharmed, her legs gave out, and she collapsed.

“Aella!”

Tyrone rushed over, helped her up, and carefully pulled her into his arms.

She must have been terrified when the car rushed at him.

He softly patted her back and said, “Don’t cry. I’m fine.”

But buried against his chest, Aella cried even harder.

She felt so pathetic.

Even after he called off the engagement, she still cared whether he lived or died.

Tyrone carefully wiped away her tears, apologizing again and again.

Aella gripped the front of his suit, unable to stop crying.

She asked, “Tell

me

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the truth. You broke off the engagement because you think I’m too young, and you’re afraid I’ll regret it later,

right?”

Tyrone’s eyes burned red with pain.

“Yes,” he answered hoarsely.

If she ever recovered her memories, she would regret it.

Aella threw herself into his arms and cried loudly. “We already slept together! What’s the point of saying that now?!”

Through tears, she said, “You’re not me. How do you know I’ll regret it?”

Before the engagement, he’d been so anxious that he developed an anxiety disorder, yet he still dared to lie, saying he’d been

reborn.

He’d fed her all kinds of ridiculous stories.

The truth was that his feelings for her weren’t firm enough.

Aella kept pounding his chest to release her anger. “Everything you said about loving me was fake! You liar!”

Tyrone’s eyes were filled with tears.

As he looked at her broken expression, the love in his eyes was impossible to hide.

“Aella, I’m sorry.”

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He truly loved her.

And he truly regretted losing control that night and sleeping with her.

If she ever recovered her memories, she would be disgusted and fall apart.

He hadn’t forgotten that after their relationship fell apart, she would throw up in revulsion every time he touched her.

For a moment, Tyrone was lost in his thoughts, unable to pull himself back.

After letting it all out, Aella finally felt a little calmer.

Her crying slowly faded.

Staring straight at him, she said, “Tyrone, if you confess right now, if you sincerely ask me to stay, I’ll forgive you!”

He snapped back to reality.

They stared at each other

up close.

Her determined look shook him deeply.

His Adam’s apple moved as he hesitated and stepped closer.

If he kept her now, they might be happy for three years, five years, maybe even ten or more.

But the day she regained her memories, her pain would be worse than death.

Aella saw every bit of his hesitation.

Unable to hold back anymore, she slapped him hard across the face.

Smack!

The sharp sound stunned Tyrone.

Aella ran into the street, crying as she waved down a taxi. Only then did Tyrone react.

“Aella!”

He chased after her, but she was already gone.

As he tried to follow, Brad arrived and stopped him.

Seeing Tyrone’s face, Brad was shocked. “Holy hell, are you crying?”

Tyrone turned away, straightened his clothes, and hid his pain.

He glanced at Brad, then walked back into the complex.

Brad hurried back to his car.

And just like that, Tyrone walked home while Brad slowly followed beside him.

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With the window down, Brad glanced at the engagement ring still on Tyrone’s finger. “You’re ending the engagement. Why are you still wearing the ring?”

Tyrone shot Brad a look and quickened his pace.

“Tyrone, this isn’t like you. What are you hesitating over? What are you scared of?”

Hearing Brad’s questions behind him, Tyrone walked even faster.

He was afraid.

Afraid that Aella might regain her memories.

Afraid of the hatred in her eyes.

Afraid of watching her walk away calmly.

Afraid of hearing her say she regretted loving him.

He was afraid she cared, and afraid she didn’t.

His heart was in agony, emotions on the verge of collapse.

He didn’t even remember how he got home.

He bent down and picked up the ring Aella had thrown away, wiping it again and again with his sleeve.

The harder he wiped, the redder his eyes became.

The next evening, at the Winter Estate.

Virginia said to Tyrone, “We’ve already talked with the Reids. Your engagement to Aella will officially end after one year. During this year, you two can live separately and do your own things. But when needed, you must appear together. Don’t give people a chance to spread rumors.”

Tyrone’s mood was still low.

He refused right away. “There’s no need for that.”

He’d already hurt Aella enough.

Dragging the engagement on for another year would only be unfair to her.

Ralph spoke up, “The Reids already agreed. This is settled.”