Chapter 313 He Brought It On Himself
Victor’s sharp, striking features took on a slightly wicked edge as he said, “If I hadn’t let you get stabbed twice, how would you ever learn your lesson?”
Hearing that, Tyrone’s already stormy expression darkened even more.
Victor’s long fingers turned the rosary beads in his hands. “You should thank me. Otherwise, how would you get such a comfortable hospital bed, with your ex–wife bringing you in herself?”
The word “ex–wife” hit Tyrone hard.
Tyrone stared at Victor and said, “It was your choice to lure your enemies to your doorstep by flying to Ressovia personally and putting yourself at risk. But you didn’t have to drag Aella into it!”
Victor’s expression grew serious. He asked, “How did you show up so fast last night?”
They locked eyes, but Tyrone quickly looked away.
He then answered casually, “This is Vleka. It was easy enough for me to trap your enemies at the outer ring and send someone to help Aella. Knowing she was in danger at Webster Manor wasn’t hard at all.”
Victor didn’t press
further.
Instead, he changed the subject. “Your grandfather came to Webster Manor this morning, furious. He and my grandfather got into a heated argument and almost tore the roof off the place.”
He added, “You got hurt because of me, so I’ll handle all the hospital bills and compensation.”
Tyrone’s voice was stern. “I didn’t get hurt for you. I don’t need your money. Just keep your distance from Aella from now on.”
Victor let the beads click softly in his hands. “Aella is young, beautiful, and loyal, with a great personality. I plan to spend more time with her. Let’s see if I can get closer to her.”
He watched Tyrone’s face darken even further. “If you don’t like it, Mr. Winter, try convincing Aella to stay away from me.”
Tyrone turned away, his tone sour. “Get out.”
After Victor left, Tyrone sat alone in the hospital room.
The two nurses Aella hired only lingered at the door, too nervous to come in.
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Chapter 313 He Brought It On Himself
When Raine and Brad dropped by with lunch, Tyrone was lying in bed, lost in thought.
Raine said to Brad, “He looks so pitiful, all alone like this.”
Brad replied, “He brought it on himself.”
Brad set the food down, then poked Tyrone in the side.
Tyrone glanced at him but said nothing.
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Brad turned to Raine and soothed her, “Let me talk to Tyrone for a while. Go find Aella and get her to show you around the cafeteria.”
Raine shot a worried look at Tyrone.
Brad grabbed her bag and steered her to the door. “Go on, have some fun. Come back later.”
Once Raine left, Brad returned to Tyrone’s bedside and asked, “I just don’t get it. Victor’s always so careful. How did you know Aella was in danger at Webster Manor?”

It didn’t matter if Aella pushed me toward the attackers or abandoned me to save Victor–she was doing it to get under my skin.
Aella’s love for me is ingrained in her bones.
That kind of love doesn’t just disappear.
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