From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 125

Once Cast–Off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen

Chapter 125 Her Biggest Supporter

Aella and Tyrone sat in silence in the back of the luxury car.

The phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence with a loud, intrusive sound.

Tyrone glanced at the caller ID, then looked at Aella.

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She slid her phone into her purse and zipped it shut. Meeting his gaze, she said flatly, “If my being here is inconvenient, I can get out.”

Her tone was calm, almost indifferent, like she was discussing something mundane.

Then she instructed the driver to pull over.

Tyrone’s dark eyes narrowed, scanning her face as if he could read the thoughts buried deep in her mind.

The black car slowed and came to a stop at the curb. Aella opened the door.

For a moment, Tyrone froze. By the time he reacted, one of her legs was already outside the

car.

He ended the call abruptly and reached for her wrist.

“I hung up,” he said. “You don’t have to get out.”

Aella turned to him, shook off his hand, and stepped out anyway.

She leaned slightly toward the window, her tone calm. “You should call her back. She’s depressed and hopelessly in love with you. If she does something drastic, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”

Then she turned and walked toward the sidewalk, pulling out her phone to order a ride.

Her words hit Tyrone like a punch to the chest, leaving a tight, unbearable ache.

He got out on the other side, his breathing uneven.

Aella heard the door click shut behind her. When she looked up, Tyrone was already standing in front of her.

She asked, “The press conference is done. Anything else you need me to do?”

Tyrone’s face darkened as he locked eyes with her.

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Chapter 125 Her Biggest Supporter

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“Aella,” he said, “if you’re upset, if you feel wronged, just tell me. You don’t have to act like this.

Aella lowered her phone, her gaze distant and detached.

“And what if I am upset? It’s not like I can divorce you.

“And what if I do feel wronged?” she continued. “I signed your agreement. I’m trapped. If I piss you off, I get threatened, maybe even thrown in jail. What else can I do but to suck it up?”

Then she added, “And even if I tell you everything–what then? Would that save me? Would you finally let me go?”

They stood face–to–face on the sidewalk, close enough to feel each other’s breath.

Her tone was cool, almost mocking, each word like a knife.

Tyrone’s jaw tightened, his chest rising and falling quickly.

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