Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 The Pain He Chose

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Tyrone had overestimated how much Aella loved him. He was sure she couldn’t live without him.

Because of this, he believed he could control their marriage and handle anything that came their way.

That’s why he agreed so easily when Zera asked him to acknowledge her son. He thought nothing would go wrong.

He was mistaken.

Tyrone had broken Aella’s heart and destroyed their unborn child with his own hands.

Aella pulled her hand away, her face blank.

She said coldly, “You don’t deserve my forgiveness. I can’t trust you anymore.”

It was her fault for overestimating her place in his heart.

Even though her family had gone bankrupt, she no longer had a powerful family to back her

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Aella still had her pride–beauty, grace, education, and a respectable career. She never mixes with the wrong crowd. Her nature was kind, her personality outgoing. She played the violin, raced cars, spoke several languages, and even knew chess and calligraphy.

She never thought she was perfect, but she knew she wasn’t lacking either.

All along, she believed Orson was Tyrone and Zera’s child–a symbol of their love.

Tyrone’s favoritism toward them made sense to her because they had a child together.

But she never imagined the truth. The boy Tyrone defended so fiercely wasn’t his son but Zera’s son with her ex–husband.

Her husband had betrayed their marriage and hurt her beyond repair, all to protect another

woman’s child.

How could she accept that?

Aella turned away, closing her eyes as tears welled up.

Tyrone sat silently on the edge of the bed, motionless. He said nothing and didn’t leave.

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When Aella finally drifted to sleep, he slowly moved closer.

He kissed her hair gently. His eyes were red and wet.

Through the blanket, he wrapped his arms around her but didn’t dare hold her tightly.

He curled his body beside her. In a hoarse whisper, he said, “Aella, I’m sorry.”

The next morning, the doorbell rang sharply and woke Aella from her sleep.

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She looked at Tyrone, who curled up at the end of the bed, asleep while still holding her calf through the blanket.

Aella pulled a long face and kicked him lightly. Tyrone woke instantly.

When he heard the movement from outside, he got up quickly. “I’ll

get it.”

By the time he came out, Emma had already opened the door.

Virginia and Raine walked in.

Tyrone lowered his gaze as they passed him. The two went straight into the main bedroom.

From inside came the sound of sobbing. Tyrone’s eyes turned red as he quietly stepped into the study.

Ten minutes later, Virginia came out of the bedroom and asked Emma, “Where’s that bastard?”

Emma pointed to the study. Virginia stormed over, heels clicking against the floor.

As soon as she shut the door behind her, Virginia raised her hand and slapped her son–twice.

Tyrone stood still, taking both hits without moving or dodging.

Virginia pointed a trembling finger at Tyrone’s face, furious. “For some other woman’s child- you pushed your own wife to end her pregnancy. Are you happy now?”

Tyrone sat on the couch, shoulders slumped, eyes hollow. All strength drained from his body. His voice was low and tired. “Zera was forced to live overseas for six years because of Grandpa. She was assaulted and had that boy. She couldn’t survive out there, so she came back to me. I just wanted to make it right for her.”

Virginia’s hands shook as she pointed at him again. “Make it right? You call this making it right? You’re playing daddy to her kid and destroying your own family!”

Tyrone shook his head, pain flashing across his face. “When Zera came back, she was deeply depressed. I promised to keep her child’s identity a secret because I didn’t want Grandpa to

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pressure her again. I just wanted her to find her footing and live peacefully with her son without fear.”

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He pressed a hand against his chest, trying to hold back the dull ache that wouldn’t go away.

Tyrone thought he could balance the relationship between both women, that he could protect them all.

He never imagined it would spiral this far.

Tyrone never imagined Aella would hide her pregnancy and end it behind his back.

Virginia’s voice shook with anger. “Tyrone, you’re my son. Don’t think I don’t know how your mind works. Divorce her–whether you want to or not!”

Tyrone’s eyes darkened, his voice firm and filled with pain. “I’m not divorcing her.”

Virginia’s fury exploded. She tore into him. “You’re just like your father! Like your grandfather! All the men in this family are cold, selfish, and heartless!”

Her face turned pale with rage as she went on, each word sharp as a knife.

“You keep saying you’re only trying to make it up to Zera. Then explain this–lying to Aella for a whole month, staying out all night, planning that cruise, the beach trip, the flowers, baking her a cake yourself, and posting that picture on Instagram. How do you explain that?”

Tyrone leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his fingers buried in his hair.

He stayed quiet for a long time before finally speaking.

“Mom,” he said slowly, “Zera was my first love. We were forced apart by Grandpa. I admit seeing Zera again stirred up many emotions, but I have my limits. I never touched her. I never betrayed Aella. And I never once thought about leaving my wife.”

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