From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 165

Once Cast Off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen

Chapter 165 A Fragile Truce

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Aella said, “Tyrone, you were the one who made me accept them back then. I didn’t want to, but I still did. I accepted them completely.”

Zera and Orson mean everything to him. How could he ever turn them away?

And now that Zera and I have joined forces, there’s no way I’d let her go.

Tyrone grabbed Aella by the shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. “You went behind my back, made Orson your godson, and even bought a new apartment for them upstairs. That’s not acceptance–you’re acting reckless!”

Aella lifted her chin and met his stare without flinching.

She said, “Tyrone, you never stopped them from owning property, never stopped that kid from calling you Dad. You even threatened Edwin because of them. We’ve known each other for more than 20 years. I couldn’t just sit back and watch. I wanted to help you. How is that reckless?”

Tyrone felt like his heart had fallen from a cliff and shattered. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t piece it back together.

The helplessness almost broke him.

He stepped back, still gripping Aella’s shoulders, and leaned against the railing for balance.

“No matter what,” he said, “I never brought them into our home.

“What are you trying to do? Do you still want this family or not?”

Aella gave him a small smile. “Do you want the truth or a lie?”

His grip on her shoulders tightened. “The truth.”

She looked right into his eyes. “The truth is … I want a divorce.”

They stared at each other. The determination in her gaze cut through him like a blade.

His eyes stung, and his hands slowly dropped from her shoulders.

“This isn’t what I wanted,” he said quietly.

Aella smiled faintly. “I gave everything I had, and still didn’t get what I wanted.”

That night, on the open balcony, the two people who had known each other for over 20 years

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stood face to face.

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The cold winter air couldn’t wash away the tension between them.

After a long silence, Tyrone took Aella’s hand. “Come with me,” he said.

She let him lead her to the study.

Tyrone opened a drawer and pulled out a thick stack of papers.

He guided Aella to the big window and gently pushed her onto the couch.

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