From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 What You’ve Always Wanted

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Aella understood exactly what Brad was hinting at. “Brad, please… Don’t fight with him because of me anymore. I’ve figured things out.”

It was Tyrone himself who had burned away the last of her devotion.

She survived those endless days and nights that felt worse than death.

From now on, no one could ever break her again.

After a while, they returned to the hall, but Tyrone was gone.

Dana leaned in and whispered that he’d taken a call and rushed off.

Aella’s expression didn’t change. She knew immediately who it had been–only Zera could make him leave with a single phone call.

“Brad, I’m going home first,” she said calmly, walking away.

By the time she got home late that night, Tyrone still hadn’t returned.

She showered, changed into pajamas, and curled up on the couch, texting Clyde.

Just as she was about to head to bed, Tyrone appeared.

Seeing him walk straight toward her, Aella froze.

He bent down and draped a thin blanket over her shoulders.

“Why did you leave without saying a word to me?” he asked.

Aella frowned. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that? You left without a word and abandoned me at the event.”

His dark gaze stayed fixed on her. She cut him off before he could respond. “You don’t need to explain anything about her. I understand.”

Even trapped in this marriage, she didn’t want to hear about Tyrone and Zera.

Tyrone’s tone darkened. “I haven’t said a thing yet–what exactly do you ‘understand“?”

Aella lifted her head to meet his eyes.

“I understand that you and Ms. Caldwell love each other, but can’t be together openly.

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Chapter 117 What You’ve Always Wanted

“I understand how much it hurts that you can’t bring your son home.

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“I understand your anger at your grandfather and parents, who refuse to acknowledge your own child.”

“Aella!” Tyrone snapped, his voice low and sharp.

Aella hesitated, then continued, looking him straight in the сус.

“And I understand that even though you love Ms. Caldwell, you have to face me every day. I bet you feel just as miserable as I do.”

Tyrone reached for her hand, but she jerked away.

She stepped back. “In public, I’m your legitimate wife. But between you, Ms. Caldwell, and me, I’m the one you don’t love. I’m the other woman.

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