Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345 Is There Really No Future for Us?

Aella stared hard at Tyrone and couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

Her voice was firm. “I want you to swear. Swear you’ll never bother me or my family again. Swear you’ll never hurt anyone around me. Swear you’ll never come near me for the rest of your life.”

After she spoke, they stood in silence for nearly a minute.

The air grew heavy, almost frozen.

Tyrone’s vision blurred as he looked at her. Slowly, he closed his eyes and nodded with all his strength.

Tears rolled down his face. He took Aella’s hand with one hand and raised the other high.

His voice trembled as he swore.

“I swear on my life. I won’t disturb you or your family again. I won’t hurt anyone around you.”

His voice cracked with emotion.

He paused, staring at Aella, hoping she’d stop him.

But all she said was, “Go on.”

A sharp pain twisted in Tyrone’s chest. His body shook, and he stumbled back a step.

He looked into her cold, steady eyes and said in a broken voice, “I swear I’ll never come near you again. If I break this oath, may I die in the most gruesome way.”

Silence filled the room once more.

They stared at each other for a long time before Aella finally looked away.

She quietly walked to the dining table and sat down.

Tyrone held onto the railing, his body bent, watching her eat in silence. His chest ached so badly he could hardly breathe.

Even if she never forgave him, even if he could never be close to her again, he would still protect her with his life.

After standing there for a long time, Tyrone finally joined her at the table.

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Chapter 345 is There Really No Future for Us?

He sat across from her, quietly watching her eat.

Seeing how focused she was, he picked up his spoon and took a sip of grits.

The bitterness spread through his mouth. He forced himself to swallow it.

The grits were bitter–just like the moment.

His hand shook around the spoon.

“I’ll go change,” she said softly. “Take your time finishing breakfast.”

Aella stood up and went upstairs to pack. Tyrone slowly rose and followed behind her.

Ten minutes later, they walked out of the villa side by side, silent the entire way toward the helicopter.

The sound of the spinning blades filled the air. Hearing it, Aella finally relaxed a little.

Tyrone was a man who always put profit first.

She knew he wouldn’t waste too much time staying here with her.

“Aella,” he said suddenly, stopping in his tracks, “come with me to see the beach one last time, will you?”

Aella’s face turned cold. “Don’t forget the oath you made.”

He tried to stay calm, tried to hide his emotions, but his bloodshot eyes grew wet again.

His voice came out rough and low, heavy with exhaustion.

“Maybe after today,” he pleaded humbly, “there won’t be another chance.”

The morning sun stretched across the empty beach. Tyrone and Aella stood side by side, looking at the endless blue horizon.

Her eyes were calm, almost distant.

His were full of pain and longing.

After a pause, Aella said softly, “Let’s go.”

When Tyrone didn’t move, she continued to walk toward the helicopter.

“Aella!”

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Chapter 345 Is There Really Ne Future for Us?

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Tyrone broke down and rushed forward, pulling her into his arms as if afraid she would vanish before his eyes.

Before Aella could struggle or say a word, Tyrone broke down and begged, his voice shaking, “Please… just let me hold you. One last time.”

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tighter and tighter, as if he could keep her from slipping away. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in her scent like a man trying to remember what life felt like.

I’m sorry, he closed his eyes and thought silently. I just want to remember your scent, to remember what it felt like to hold you.

He asked softly, almost in a daze, “Is there really no future for us?”

His voice was quiet, like he was speaking to himself.

The morning light spilled across the beach.

Tyrone, dressed in a white shirt, held Aella, who wore a white dress, in his arms. He tried to hold back his sobs, but his shoulders trembled.

A few years ago, on another summer morning, he had worn that same white shirt. Aella had worn a white dress. He’d held her close then too, kissing her softly with love and hope.

But now, no matter how strong the sea breeze blew, it couldn’t bring back what they once had.

Aella slowly pulled away from his arms. “Let’s go,” she said quietly.

Tyrone stood behind her, staring blankly at her back. His steps felt unbearably heavy.

Neither of them spoke again.

Aella walked ahead. Tyrone followed behind.

The morning sun hid behind the horizon, stretching their shadows long across the sand. Two shadows moved side by side, but never touched each other.

Once on the helicopter, Aella leaned back with her eyes closed, calm and quiet.

Tyrone fixed his eyes on her, unable to look away for even a second.

Hours later, by the time they reached Vleka, it was noon.

The helicopter landed smoothly on the Winters‘ private airfield.

As Tyrone and Aella stepped out, both their families rushed forward to meet them.

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