Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 396

Chapter 396 Helping Him Out

Tyrone’s eyes followed the glow of Brad’s car as it sped off into the dark. “What was Clyde doing here?”

Brad threw him an impatient look. “You think he just showed up? He came to help you, genius.”

Tyrone frowned. “Help me? With what?”

Brad pushed him toward the helicopter. “Quit asking and get in. Aella’s almost here. You’ll thank me later.”

If he hadn’t roped Clyde into this, Aella would’ve never stepped foot near the Winters‘ airfield.

Minutes later, a taxi screeched to a stop by the gate.

Aella jumped out, her heart pounding, and ran straight inside. Her eyes darted around, desperate to find her brother–but all she saw was Brad.

She rushed over, breathless. “Brad, where’s my brother? I’ve been calling him, and he’s not answering.”

Brad sighed, putting on a serious face as he pointed toward the helicopter.

Aella’s voice dropped. “Why would Clyde be inside Tyrone’s helicopter?”

Brad held his hands up. “I just got here. Why don’t you go see for yourself?”

As the helicopter lifted off, Brad finally let out a long breath. “That’s it, buddy. You’re on your own now. This is as far as I can take you.”

He’d sweet–talked Clyde into helping, then tricked Aella into boarding.

Knowing that woman’s temper, Tyrone was in for the fight of his life. She’d slap him, at the very least. The proposal would be even harder.

By ten that night, the helicopter hovered over a private island before descending.

A group of bodyguards ran out to greet them. Leading them was Noel, Tyrone’s assistant.

He stood straight, hands clasped, ready to welcome his boss and the soon–to–be bride of Tyrone.

But the second he saw them step out, he froze.

He rubbed his eyes like he didn’t trust what he was seeing.

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That morning, Tyrone had looked perfect–every inch the polished CEO.

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Now his tie was crooked, his hair was a mess, his jacket was missing, and two buttons on his shirt were gone.

He looked like he’d barely survived a wrestling match with a bear.

Noel’s mouth twitched before he quickly bowed his head to hide the smile creeping up.

Aella caught sight of him and hesitated.

Noel had been Tyrone’s assistant for more than a year. Reliable, steady, loyal to a fault.

His only flaw was that he obeyed Tyrone blindly.

Her gaze moved around the island.

This place. Tyrone’s private island.

It was where they’d spent their honeymoon in her last life. It was also where he’d sworn never to bother her again.

Even at night, the island glowed under thousands of roses.

Aella turned in place. Everywhere she looked, there were flowers–white, lavender, champagne.

Not a single red one.

The roses and strings of warm lights formed a glowing heart on the lawn.

She didn’t need to guess what came next.

Her eyes slid to Tyrone, who looked like he’d lost a fight he never wanted.

Her tone was dry. “What is all this supposed to be?”

Tyrone took a small step forward and reached for her hand. She smacked it away without hesitation.

He froze, staring at her, then dropped to one knee. A diamond ring shimmered in his hand.

His voice was low and full of emotion. “Aella, we’ve known each other our whole lives. We’ve been through everything together. We’ve grown together.”

Her lips lifted slightly. Growth. Sure.

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Chapter 396 Helping Him Out

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Tyrone looked up at her, his eyes red at the corners. “You’re my home, my future. I’ll you. I’ll stand by you no matter what happens.”

Inside, Aella almost laughed.

He went on, his voice trembling.

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“Let this island and this sea be my witness. I swear I’ll love you, protect you, and never hurt you again.”

Her fingers clenched against her skirt.

So this was it. Her refusal had thrown him off balance so badly that he had no choice but to pull this desperate stunt.

He held out the ring. “Aella, will you marry me?”

The island fell silent.

The lights twinkled softly across the sea of roses.

Aella stood motionless, watching him.

The pink diamond sparkled between them. His hair was messy, his shirt ripped, his hands shaking slightly.

They both looked wrecked–two people who’d been through too many storms.

Her eyes dropped to the ring. The pink diamond was huge, flawless, worth a fortune.

He had gone all out–for his pride, for his family, maybe even for another woman.

He does go all out for Zera.

Aella took a slow step forward.

Tyrone’s eyes lit up with hope. “Aella, marry me.”

To him, she was salvation. The one thing he thought he could fix. She was the one person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Aella looked him straight in the eyes and shook her head.

His smile faltered.