Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 428

**TITLE: A Message On Whatsapp 428**
**CONTENT: Once Cast-Off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen**

**Chapter 428 Can We Talk?**

The more Edwin and Ralph attempted to reign him in, the more he resisted their control. It was as if their efforts only fueled his determination to break free. He felt an unmistakable surge of rebellion coursing through him, a desire to assert his independence in a way he had never done before.

The moment the reality of losing Aella truly sank in, it struck him like a lightning bolt. He was jolted awake to the depth of his feelings for her, feelings that had been buried beneath layers of pride and denial.

Edwin and Ralph, for all their attempts to guide him, only came to appreciate his worth after they had lost him. It was a bitter pill to swallow, realizing too late the value of someone they had taken for granted.

But lessons learned in the shadows of regret are often futile. In this lifetime, he was determined not to merely transform himself; he aimed to uplift his entire family as well. He envisioned a future where everyone he loved could thrive, free from the burdens that had weighed them down.

Meanwhile, at Vleka International Airport, Kayla took the suitcase from Aella’s hand with a playful grin. “You know, having a bunch of powerful ‘big brothers’ isn’t so bad after all. Better than having enemies lurking around, right?”

Aella felt a pang of guilt at Kayla’s words. “You extended your stay just for me, yet I didn’t even get the chance to take proper care of you.”

Kayla waved her hand dismissively, her mind racing ahead to the latest gossip. “Oh, Aella, that woman who came looking for Mr. Tyrone at the birthday party? Trust me, she’s not as innocent as she seems. You need to keep your guard up.”

Aella nodded earnestly, her resolve firm. “Don’t worry. I won’t let her get too close.”

Zera’s ambitions were vast, but her tactics were surprisingly feeble. Every scar she bore was a testament to her turbulent relationship with Tyrone, not a reflection of anyone else. In both her past life and this one, Aella had never considered Zera a true rival; she was merely a shadow of her own insecurities.

Once she had bid Kayla farewell, Aella made her way back to the hospital, her thoughts swirling. By two in the afternoon, Daniel appeared, holding a whimsical cartoon gift bag. “Aurelia whipped up some homemade fruit candy, and I thought you might like some,” he said, a warm smile lighting up his face.

“Thank you so much!” Aella exclaimed, accepting the bag. She reached in, pulled out a piece, and popped it into her mouth. “This is delicious!”

Daniel chuckled, clearly amused by her delight. “I made the decision to postpone your full-time offer. Next week, you’ll be heading to Tuspuyria for training. You probably won’t return until the year wraps up. How do you feel about that?”

Aella nodded, her expression steady. “I’m okay with it. I trust your judgment.”

Daniel raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You’re not even going to ask why I’m doing this?”

Aella smiled reassuringly. “I have complete faith in you. If you think this is best for me, I’ll follow your lead.”

In her previous life, it was Daniel’s support that had paved her path to success. He was her guiding star, the one who had helped her navigate the murky waters of ambition and finance. Listening to him was not just sensible; it was essential.

That evening, just as the clock was about to strike the end of her shift, Aella received a call from Virginia. By 7 p.m., she found herself at a bustling restaurant downtown.

Raine stood as Aella approached, pulling out a chair for her. “Aella,” she greeted warmly.

Aella returned the sentiment, acknowledging Virginia with a polite nod before settling next to Raine.

Raine, ever the impatient one, wasted no time. “Aella, Mom and I wanted to hear about your conversation with Tyrone last night. What happened?”

Zera twisted her hands together, anxiety coursing through her as she fought to maintain her composure.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Tyrone lifted his gaze to meet hers.

“You said you wanted to explain,” he remarked coolly. “So why aren’t you saying anything now?”

Zera blinked, momentarily taken aback.

It had been ages since they last saw each other, and she hadn’t anticipated his demeanor would be so frigid.

Stealing a nervous glance at Noel, she took a deep breath and said, “Tyrone, can we talk alone?”

Tyrone’s eyes flicked to Noel briefly before he replied, “It’s fine. Just act like he’s not here.”

Noel stepped back, lowering his gaze in deference.

With her heart racing, Zera stood directly in front of Tyrone, her hands tightening as she battled to contain her emotions.

She had fought tooth and nail to return to the country and see him again; she couldn’t let this opportunity slip through her fingers.

Steeling herself, she took a deep breath, preparing to confront the whirlwind of feelings that had brought her back to him.