Once Cast Off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen
Chapter 120 Orson Was Hurt
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Tyrone pulled another cigarette from the pack, voice low. “The reason I acknowledged Zera’s son without explaining anything was to stop my grandpa from going after them.”
Brad frowned. “Why would he even care about Zera?”
“Because she was my first love,” Tyrone said quietly. “The woman I once wanted to marry. To him, she’s always been a distraction, an obstacle. He can’t stand her existence and has been trying to get rid of her for years.”
Brad shot up from the couch. “That’s no excuse for what you did to Aella.”
Tyrone’s gaze dropped. “I never wanted to hurt her. All I ever wanted was to live in her.”
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Brad’s eyes widened, glaring. “Live in peace? You played father to Zera’s kid, hurt Aella so badly that she nearly broke, and even broke her brother’s wrist. When she tried to divorce you, you used every dirty trick you could to ruin the Reids‘ lives until she had no choice but to come back. And that wasn’t enough–you expect her to tolerate you keeping a woman and child outside your marriage? If I were Aella, I’d poison your entire family.”
Tyrone stayed silent with his head lowered, unreadable.
After a long pause, he got up to leave.
At the door, he said, “I don’t want her living like this forever. I don’t want her to overthink everything every single day. When you get the chance, talk to her for me.”
Then he walked out.
Brad slammed his foot on the floor in frustration. “Yeah, I’ll talk to her, alright. I’ll tell her to poison you slowly and put you out of your misery!”
When Tyrone got home, the house was pitch–dark except for the faint glow of the motion- sensor lights by the door.
His eyes darkened further, his expression heavy and cold.
She hadn’t waited for him. She hadn’t left the light on.
He entered the bedroom and switched on the dimmest strip of light.
Standing over the bed, he watched Aella sleep in the soft amber glow.
She used to stay up for him no matter how late he came home.
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Chapter 120 Orson Was Hurt
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Even when she knew about Zera, even during their worst fights, she might have stopped leaving the light on, but she never fell asleep.
Back then, she would argue endlessly about Zera and Orson, and all he wanted was for her to calm down, to be rational.
Now… she was calm. Calm enough to tell him to go to Zera if he needed to with a straight face.
But instead of relief, he felt a hollow ache gnawing at him, a restless emptiness he couldn’t shake.

Now, insisting on it was less about care and more about control–a reminder, a way to enforce the marriage, to shape her into the obedient Mrs. Winter he wanted.
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