Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 414

**TITLE: A Message On Whatsapp 414**
**CONTENT:**
**Chapter 414: I Have to Pay You Back**

Tyrone raised his eyes to meet Aella’s gaze, a mix of confusion and frustration swirling within him. “Do you really feel the need to itemize everything between us so meticulously?” he asked, his tone tinged with disbelief.

Aella stood her ground, her expression resolute. “Even siblings, who share blood and bonds, make sure to settle their debts. My phone died earlier, and you graciously covered the cost. Naturally, I have to pay you back,” she replied, her voice steady and unwavering.

Tyrone averted his gaze, not wanting her to catch the tumult of emotions that flickered in his eyes. His heart raced erratically, a chaotic rhythm that matched the turmoil in his mind.

In their history, Aella had always been straightforward in her requests, never once bringing up the notion of repayment. It was a new dynamic, and it unsettled him deeply.

His thoughts spiraled into a chaotic mess, his expression darkening as the weight of her words pressed down on him.

But Aella remained unfazed by the shift in his demeanor.

She continued, “When my parents purchased this house, you played a crucial role in negotiating the price down. Your efforts saved my family a significant amount of money.”

Then, her tone shifted, a hint of sadness creeping in. “But what your grandfather and father said yesterday cut deeper than you realize. Because of you, I chose not to pursue legal action for slander. So the money you saved us? Just think of it as compensation for the emotional turmoil they inflicted on us.”

Tyrone stood before her, a palpable tension hanging in the air. He yearned to close the distance between them, to bridge the gap that seemed to widen with every word she spoke. Yet, fear gripped him—fear that she might recoil from his advances.

He lowered his voice, trying to keep the conversation intimate. “We were perfectly fine at the seafood market. Why is everything different now?”

Aella struggled to articulate her true feelings, the words caught in her throat.

She softened her tone, her eyes searching his. “Tyrone, I’m not angry with you. It’s just… the disparity between us feels insurmountable. Perhaps it’s wiser for us to maintain some distance.”

Tyrone’s heart sank at her words, his shock evident. Without thinking, he grasped her hands, the gravity of the moment pulling them closer together.

For the first time, his expression turned serious, a rare intensity in his gaze. “Aella, if I renounce my place as the heir to my family and choose to live as an ordinary person like you, would you consider giving us another chance?”

They stood so close that they could hear each other’s breathing, the air thick with unspoken words and possibilities.

Aella instinctively tried to pull her hands away, but his grip tightened, a desperate plea for connection.

Caught up in the moment, she snapped, “You know better than I do how your family operates. If you relinquish your position for me, do you honestly believe they’ll just let me go?”

She continued, her voice rising with urgency. “Even now, with all the influence you wield, you still can’t break free from their grasp. If you choose to become an ordinary guy, it won’t just harm you—it will hurt me too. They could manipulate us however they please.”

Tyrone’s dark eyes locked onto her face, and he felt his grip on her hands gradually loosen.

With Aella, it seemed their relationship was destined to regress rather than progress.

He was caught in a bind, unwilling to retreat yet too fearful to forge ahead.

The words he longed to express remained trapped within him, stifled by uncertainty.

Nevertheless, her words resonated within him, awakening a harsh reality.

Even if he ascended to the helm of the Winter Group, he would still remain under the suffocating influence of Edwin and Ralph.

And if he abandoned his inheritance to live a simpler life, how could he possibly safeguard those he cared for?

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify