Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 551

Chapter 551 A Heartbreak That Felt Too Real

Aella searched everywhere from upstairs to downstairs, grabbing slippers, a feather duster, and a vase one after another.

Finally, she grabbed the three–foot–long decorative wooden sword Warren had bought for her little brother at a theme park and charged outside.

When her parents saw her storming toward the door with such ferocity, they quickly blocked her path.

Miriam asked, “Where do you think you’re going this late?”

Aella took a deep breath. “Mom, I need to go out and settle things with Tyrone.”

Once they realized it was Tyrone at the door, her parents exchanged a glance and let her go.

Warren turned to his wife as they headed back to their room. “Only Tyrone and Brad could ever put up with that temper of hers.”

Outside the front door of Reid Residence, Aella pointed the wooden sword at Tyrone. “You shameless jerk, how dare you show your face here!”

Tyrone had no idea what she meant.

Seeing her swing the sword at him, he shielded the small box in his hands and dodged to the side.

The wooden sword struck the wound on his shoulder, making him grunt in pain.

Aella let out a cold scoff. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you–I thought you were dead!”

Tyrone stepped closer and studied her furious face. “What’s got you so worked up? Who made you this angry?”

He had barely escaped from the Bullet Estate with his life.

If he hadn’t accidentally hidden in Victor’s car at the pier and evaded the Bullets‘ assassins, he would have been long dead.

Tyrone gazed at the fuming Aella before him. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

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Chapter 551 A Heartbreak That Felt Too Real

Aella gritted her teeth and glared at him.

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How had she never noticed before what a two–faced jerk this man was? “Just leave. I have nothing to say to you!”

Seeing her clench her jaw and refuse to speak, Tyrone pressed on.

“Why did you block my number and WhatsApp?”

Aella laughed in disbelief. “Why did I block you? Don’t you have any idea?”

Their eyes locked.

Tyrone reached out to pinch her puffed–up cheeks, but she jerked away angrily.

With a sigh, he held out the small box. “I brought you something from the coast. A little wind chime made of seashells and pearls.”

Aella had loved these kinds of trinkets since she was a little girl.

Every time he gave her one, she would be over the moon.

But for the first time ever, she didn’t happily accept a gift he had personally brought her.

She pointed at him and snapped, “I wouldn’t dare to accept a gift from the great Mr. Winter. Why don’t you give it to whoever actually deserves it?”

Tyrone had pushed through the pain of his back wound to come see her, only to be met with this attitude.

Completely at a loss, he reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

He tilted his head down to watch her expression. “Can we just talk like normal people?”

Aella looked up.

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