From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Meaningless

Tyrone sat on the edge of the bed and hesitantly reached for Aella’s hand, gently pulling her closer.

“I drank too much last night,” he said softly. “Don’t take it the wrong way.”

Aella’s voice was calm. “The courthouse opens at nine. We should get there early. Go wash up.”

Whether he had truly been drunk or just pretending didn’t matter anymore.

What mattered was that she could finalize the divorce today–smoothly, once and for all.

Aella pulled her hand back and went to the bathroom.

Tyrone sat there quietly, staring blankly at her fading figure.

At exactly eight o’clock, they both finished getting ready and came out of their rooms.

Aella was pulling a small white suitcase. Her outfit was simple–gray tones, elegant, and understated.

Tyrone stood by the study door in a black suit, holding a small jewelry box. His gaze fell on her suitcase.

He hadn’t noticed last night that she had already packed everything.

A sharp ache shot through his chest. He reached for the doorframe to steady himself.

“Did you make sure to bring all your documents?” Aella asked flatly. “If everything’s ready, we can go.”

Their eyes met, silent and heavy.

Tyrone looked pale and tense, but Aella acted as if she didn’t notice.

After taking a deep breath, Tyrone walked up to her and handed her a bank card.

“There’s half of my personal savings on this card,” he said quietly. “It’s yours.”

Aella took it without a word.

Then Tyrone opened the jewelry box and took out a diamond necklace.

“I’ve been saving this for a long time,” he said, looking into her eyes. “I never got the chance to give it to you. Let me put it on you now.”

He set down the box and reached to fasten the necklace around her neck.

Aella shook her head. “I’ll take the card, but I don’t need the gift.”

Tyrone froze, then said stubbornly, “You already took off your wedding ring. But this necklace -you have to wear it.”

Aella hesitated, then gave in.

Today, all she cared about was getting the divorce done. Everything else was meaningless.

Tyrone moved behind her, carefully fastening the necklace. Then he brushed her hair aside, his hands trembling slightly.

It was the first time he’d ever put a necklace on her.

He stared at the diamonds resting against her pale neck, then reached for her hand and held it tightly.

“Promise me you’ll keep wearing it,” he said, his voice low and hoarse.

When their eyes met again, Tyrone’s expression gave away his heartbreak.

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