From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388 Reborn

Warren spoke before she could open her mouth. “Arguing with Tyrone? Her? We know that man’s temper.”

Aella lowered her head, her fingers twisting in her lap as she tried to think of what to say.

Warren’s voice grew stern. “Aella, ever since our family lost everything, you’ve forgotten who you are. Stop acting like some pampered princess. You’re not one anymore.”

He continued, his words sharp but heavy. “Tyrone grew up under our roof. He’s educated, calm, and reliable. That boy carried our family when we were drowning. He’s been nothing but loyal to you. We should be thankful, not foolish.”

Miriam stepped in, her tone softer. “Aella, you’ve loved him since you were little. You used to say you’d never marry anyone but him. What changed, sweetheart?”

Aella looked up at them. Her heart twisted, but she couldn’t tell them the truth.

If she said she’d already lived this life once before–married Tyrone, been betrayed, and lost everything–they’d think she was insane.

So she took a breath and said gently, “Dad, Mom, I was young back then. I didn’t understand life. Now that I’ve graduated, I need to think for myself.”

She forced a small smile. “You said it yourself, Dad. The family went bankrupt. Marrying Tyrone now would just make us look desperate. Mr. Winter and Edwin only care about money and reputation. If I join that family, they’ll tear me apart.”

Her words were blunt, but her parents didn’t interrupt.

Miriam sighed, her expression full of worry. “Aella, the Winters can be strict, but Tyrone’s not like them. You grew up together. He knows your temper and your heart. He’ll protect you.”

Aella’s lashes fluttered.

Not like them? No, he’s exactly like them.

Tyrone hadn’t protected her. He’d broken her, piece by piece.

Warren frowned, his tone turning harsh again. “The Winters can be proud, but Mrs. Winter loves you like a daughter. Ms. Winter adores you. You’d have no family drama. Tyrone promised me you two would live on your own after the wedding. You won’t even need to care for the elders. Stop imagining nonsense.”

Aella sighed softly. She could feel her patience slipping away.

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Framed

She crossed her arms and muttered, “I don’t care. I don’t even like him that much. I’ve always thought of him like a brother. What if we marry and regret it later?”

Her childish defiance left both her parents stunned.

They exchanged glances. They’d spoiled her too much to stay angry.

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