From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Winter Estate

Tyrone held the umbrella high as he led Aella into the grand but cold living room.

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The moment Ralph saw her, his face twisted with rage. His voice exploded across the room. “You ungrateful child! You made my father so furious he almost collapsed, and you still have the nerve to come back here?”

Aella didn’t flinch. Her tone was calm but cutting. “That’s not my fault. If anything, it’s his. I mean, not everyone can raise a grandson as fine as Tyrone.”

The words hit Ralph like a slap. His face turned dark red, his chest heaving with anger.

Tyrone immediately stepped in, placing himself between them. He guided Aella toward Virginia’s room, keeping a steady grip on her arm.

Virginia sat on the couch, her face pale and weary. When she saw Aella enter, she forced herself to sit straighter, trying to pull together what little energy she had left.

Aella looked at Tyrone. “Leave us,” she said.

Tyrone pointed to himself, confused. “Me?”

Virginia’s eyes narrowed. “You heard her. Out.”

Tyrone’s jaw tightened, but he turned around and left, his face unreadable.

He had barely taken two steps when Aella’s voice came from behind the closed door.

“Virginia, let’s get a double divorce.”

Tyrone froze. He spun around instantly, stunned by what he heard.

Before he could take a single step back, the door slammed shut.

More than 30 minutes passed before the door opened again. Aella and Virginia stepped out. Both looked calm, their faces unreadable. Tyrone studied them, searching for any hint of emotion.

Virginia spoke softly. “I know you’re not staying for dinner. Go home, get some rest, and take care of yourself.”

Tyrone nodded, saying nothing. He held the umbrella over Aella as he walked her out. “The rain’s coming down harder,” he said quietly. “I’ll drive you home.”

Aella didn’t respond. She headed toward her car without a word. Tyrone followed her, still

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Chapter 247 Winter Estate

keeping the umbrella above her head.

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When she reached for the door handle, he caught her wrist.

“Aella,” he said, his voice low, “we need to talk.”

She stopped and looked at him. “Sure. We can do it right here.”

The two faced each other in the rain. Tyrone frowned, frustration flickering in his eyes.

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“What kind of daughter–in–law tells her mother–in–law to get divorced?” he said. “Do you even hear how that sounds?”

Aella’s eyes flashed cold. “Your father treats your mother like trash,” she said sharply. “So what if I told her to leave him? It’s not like I told her to cheat on him.”

Tyrone’s tone hardened. “They’ve been fighting their whole lives. That’s just how they are. They’ll never divorce.”

Aella shoved him back, her voice rising, her face stern.

“Tyrone, you know exactly why she stayed. When she was younger, she stayed for you and Raine. She endured everything your father and grandfather did to her just to keep a home for you two.”

Her voice continued. “Now you’re both adults. Even Raine can see how much your mom suffers, and she stands up for her. You’re her son. What have you ever done for her? You don’t get to lecture me about what’s right or wrong.”

Tyrone saw her anger and tried to calm her. “Alright. Don’t get worked up. Let’s drop it.”

Aella took a breath and looked away. The rage inside her began to fade, leaving behind only exhaustion.

She knew it was useless. Tyrone had grown up in a house ruled by Edwin’s control and endless shouting. He had learned to survive through silence. That silence had shaped him.

Her heart sank. If only he had understood sooner.

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