From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Hidden Bloodlines

Norman said, “Mr. Vic’s calm for now. You can go in and give it a try.”

Aella and Daniel exchanged a quick look, took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

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The name on the patient chart read Victor Webster, but everyone just called him “Mr. Vic.”

Even from the way people said his name, it was clear this man wasn’t someone ordinary.

Downstairs, the old man, Leland Webster, waited nervously by the door while Tyrone sat quietly at the table, sipping tea like nothing was wrong.

Leland kept shooting him sharp looks, and Tyrone’s eyes were just as cold and distant in return.

When a sound came from upstairs, Tyrone set down his cup and stood up instantly.

Daniel came down, helping Aella walk carefully.

Behind them, Samson looked pale and shaken.

The moment Tyrone saw the cut on Aella’s hand, his eyes darkened, and he started for the stairs.

Aella grabbed his arm. “The patient’s emotional. Don’t go up there!”

Her firm tone stopped him. After meeting her steady gaze, he turned around and went back down.

He helped her sit on the couch while Samson quickly cleaned and wrapped her wound.

Daniel turned to Leland and said, “Mr. Vic’s mental state is unstable. Strangers shouldn’t approach him. We’ll come back in three days.”

Leland’s eyes moved back to Tyrone as he said calmly, “Only the two attending doctors need to come back. No need to bring anyone else.”

His words carried a message, and Daniel gave Tyrone a slightly awkward look.

Tyrone’s face darkened as he held Aella’s injured hand. “If you don’t want me there, then turn down Aella’s treatment right now.”

Daniel threw Aella a warning look, and she quickly pulled Tyrone toward the door.

Once they were in the car, Aella couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Tyrone, you promised not to mess with my work. What was that back there?”

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Chapter 181 Hidden Bloodlines

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He looked at her and gave a small, crooked smile without answering.

She pressed again, “Tell me the truth, Tyrone. Do you have some kind of history with the Websters?”

Tyrone’s eyes dropped, and he said nothing. Aella tugged on his sleeve. “I’m talking to you!”

After a long silence, Tyrone finally said, “We’ll talk when we get home.”

Aella glared at him, clearly annoyed, then turned her face away.

When they got back, Tyrone went straight to the bathroom without saying a word.

He ran a warm bath for Aella, then he set out a towel, a bathrobe, and a pair of pajamas.

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