From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 A Bitter Night

An hour later, Brad and Sixer finally found Tyrone. He was completely drunk.

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Tyrone’s injured right hand pointed shakily at Sayer. “What are you doing here?”

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Sayer flopped down on the coffee table. “This club doesn’t belong to you, does it? Why can’t I come?”

Tyrone rolled his eyes and poured himself another drink.

Brad stepped forward and snatched the glass away. “Raine called me. Your parents had a huge fight. Virginia already took her back to your grandparents‘ house.”

Sayer clicked his tongue. “Your dad actually argued with his wife? Man, that’s low.”

Tyrone gave him a dull, numb look.

“You’re right. Man in my family? None of us are any good.”

Sayer froze. He stood up slowly, taking a few cautious steps back.

Then he pointed at Tyrone and turned to Brad. “Is he–uh–okay?”

Brad frowned in disgust. “He’s losing it. Ignore him.”

Sayer asked hesitantly, “I heard Mr. Fulford got hurt. Is it bad?”

Tyrone’s voice turned bitter. “He’s fine. Someone’s staying by his bedside, making sure he’s well taken care of. He’s living a high life!”

“Right…” Sayer said, backing toward the door. “Brad, I’m going to grab some food and check on Aella. She can’t stay up too late. I need to take over and let her rest.”

Brad looked at Tyrone slumped on the couch, then stopped Sayer at the door.

“Sixer,” he asked, “you’ve always been proud and hard to please. Why are you so good to Aella? Why do you listen to her?”

Sayer straightened his face. “That’s easy. She’s beautiful, smart, and a great doctor. Plus, she’s kind to me.”

Brad glanced back into the room at Tyrone. “Funny,” he said. “I’ve never noticed her being that nice to you.”

Sayer puffed his chest proudly. “You wouldn’t know. When she first treated me, I gave her a

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hard time all the time, but she never gave up. She even introduced me to a bunch of new friends.”

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He went on, his voice softening, “She knows things between me and my grandpa aren’t great, so she talks to me a lot. Once, it was raining like crazy, and she still came to check on me. She was so tired she almost fell asleep standing by the stove, but she still cooked for me.”

Sayer smiled faintly. “I’ve never met a woman so real and so kind. If she hadn’t insisted on treating me like her little brother, I swear I’d have married her and treated her like a queen.”

After Sayer left, Brad returned to the private room.

Aella had always been sincere with people. It was a trait she clearly got from her

parents.

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