From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 632

Chapter 632 His Uncle

The man snatched the scissors from her and started cutting the bandage. “To be exact, I’m Tyrone’s uncle.”

Aella blinked. “What?”

Uncle?

Her thoughts raced, and a name suddenly clicked. “You’re Victor Webster? Tyrone’s uncle from the underworld?”

Victor frowned. “Just call me Victor.”

Aella watched him move closer. Her fear slowly shifted into excitement.

She’d heard Tyrone talk about it.

When Tyrone had gone alone to Vofgan for the Reids, Victor had been the one who saved him.

Tyrone once said that even though his uncle dealt with dangerous people, he wasn’t a bad person.

Aella instantly relaxed.

She eagerly picked up some cotton swabs. “Mr. Vic, your wound is on your waist. You can’t reach it well. Let me help.”

Victor shoved her away in disgust.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

Aella glanced toward it and asked carefully, “Mr. Vic, do you have a girlfriend?”

He looked at her coolly. “What are you up to?”

She pointed at herself. “How do you think I look?”

If that jerk Tyrone didn’t want her, she’d just work hard to become his aunt instead.

Victor looked her over and said flatly, “Not impressive.”

Aella was left speechless.

“You two fought?” he asked.

She spread her hands. “We broke up.”

“So?”

“I want to be Tyrone’s aunt. That depends on whether you’ll give me a shot.”

Victor snorted. “You’re bold.”

Just then, Aella’s phone vibrated with a message.

She glanced at Tyrone’s text and ignored it.

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Chapter 632 His Uncle

Outside, Tyrone hadn’t gotten a reply and was about to call a locksmith.

The first time she answered, she had clearly yelled, “Tyrone, help me!”

The second time, she sounded like she was just angry with him.

Something felt wrong.

Just as Tyrone was dialing the locksmith, Miriam stepped out of the elevator.

He hurried over. “Miriam, it’s late. Why are you here?”

Miriam lifted the food container in her hand. “Aella lives alone. I was worried, so I came to check on her.”

Tyrone nodded, not mentioning that Aella had just hung up on him.

Miriam rang the doorbell. “Aella, it’s Mom.”

Inside the living room, Victor had his shirt off and was wrapping his wound.

When Aella heard Miriam’s voice, she panicked. “Oh no. My mom is here!”

There was no way Tyrone had left yet.

She had just told him she was sleeping and hadn’t let him inside.

If they saw Victor half–dressed in her apartment, they would definitely misunderstand it.

She didn’t care if Tyrone misunderstood, but she didn’t want her family worrying.

Aella looked around, then pointed at the balcony. “Quick–jump off the balcony!”

Victor sneered. “This is the seventh floor. You want me to jump?”

Aella scanned the place and realized there was nowhere to hide.

He calmly packed up the first–aid kit. “Worried your fiancé will get the wrong idea?”

She threw his blood–stained white shirt at him. “Then hide in my bedroom. Don’t come out unless I call you.”

She wasn’t worried about Tyrone seeing another man here.

She was scared her mother would worry.

It was her first time living alone. If her mother saw a strange man here, she’d definitely overthink it.

Victor understood. He grabbed the kit and slipped into Aella’s bedroom.

After checking everything again, Aella finally opened the door.

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As soon as it opened, she saw both her mother and Tyrone staring at her with suspicion. Feeling guilty, she stepped aside and let

them in.

Miriam asked anxiously, “Why did it take so long to open the door?”

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