From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 369

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That night, when Tyrone drove her home, Aella turned to him before getting out of the car. She said quietly, “I don’t have much to offer. But if my compromise can bring peace to your family and help you focus at work, then I’m willing.”

After their honeymoon, one of his company’s new projects hit a serious problem. He hesitated to use the emergency plan suggested by a new hire.

That night, she brought him some warm milk and squatted beside him to give him a foot massage. Aella gently persuaded him to give the newcomer a chance.

In their second year of marriage, he met his first real rival in business. She stayed by his side through it all, telling him not to give up.

Aella helped him to pull in the investment and get him through tough times. She accompanied him to every business dinner and social event, talking politely with the other rich men’s wives.

She had given up so much for him–compromising with Edwin and Ralph again and again just to keep the family at peace.

She gave up her dreams and her career. Aella cooked for him and studied holistic medicine just to take better care of him.

Aella even attended events she hated and met people she would rather not see.

When he couldn’t sleep, she stayed up with him.

When he traveled, she called three times a day to ask if he’d eaten and if he was resting well.

Whenever anyone said something bad about him, she would instantly fight back to defend him.

And now, he finally realized, she doesn’t need him to survive.

It was him who had been standing all along because she was there holding him up.

At that moment, it hit Tyrone like lightning.

When Brad walked in, he found Tyrone curled up on the couch, trembling violently.

Without saying a word, Brad grabbed a handful of pills–stomach medicine, heart pills, sleeping pills–all mixed together–and forced them into Tyrone’s mouth.

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Then he helped Tyrone back to bed, sweating from the effort.

Tyrone lay there, pale, beads of sweat on his forehead from the pain.

His eyes were red as he looked up at Brad and asked, “Is it too late for me to love her now?”

Brad’s upturned eyes widened. “Love? There’s no such thing as love, man. It’s all desire and deals. That’s all this world runs on.”

Tyrone lay weakly on the bed. His voice trembling as he muttered, “Aella’s love for me was real.”

Brad sat by Tyrone’s bed and patted his shoulder. He mocked, “Aella’s a gold–digger, man. She’s after your money and your body. Her family went broke, and now she’s looking for a long–term meal ticket. You better wake up. What she feels for you isn’t love!”

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