From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Just Postponed

Tyrone’s face was dark, and he clearly had no appetite. “If you can’t think straight, then go home and take your time.”

Aella didn’t say a word.

They both sat through lunch, each lost in their own thoughts.

When they walked out of the restaurant, Aella pointed across the street. “Go ahead with your work. I’ll walk back.”

Tyrone gestured in the same direction. “My car’s parked by the hospital entrance. Let’s walk back together.”

Aella pressed her lips together but ended up walking with him anyway.

When they reached the parking lot in front of the outpatient building, Tyrone stopped. “Aella, come sit in my car for a minute. I need to talk to you.”

Aella was getting impatient. “I need to clock in soon. If you’ve got something to say, say it now. If not, I’m leaving.”

Something about Tyrone felt off today, almost like he wasn’t himself.

His tall frame cast a shadow over her as he said, “I bought back the jewelry set you sold at the auction. It’s in my trunk.”

Aella’s eyes widened in surprise. “But I already paid you back. Why would you buy that set again?”

Tyrone said quietly, “I bought it to give it back to you.”

“I don’t want it!” she blurted out.

She couldn’t forget what happened before.

“Since you paid for it, it’s yours now,” she said firmly. “When I have enough money, I’ll buy it back from you. Just don’t raise the price.”

Tyrone’s eyes darkened as he stared at her.

“I’ll keep it safe for now,” he said. “If you ever want it, you can come get it from me.”

They locked eyes.

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Aella knew exactly what he was trying to do.

A set of jewelry and her freedom–she knew which one mattered more.

When she refused to take it, Tyrone didn’t push her.

He stepped closer. “I’m going on a business trip to Mudrus for a few days. The herbs and incense you made for me are running out. Can you make more?”

Aella hesitated, then said, “Come to the hospital tomorrow and register. I’ll give them to you then.”

Tyrone shook his head. “No need for that. Just make them, and I’ll pick them up from you. No paperwork.”

Seeing her still hesitate, he added, “Didn’t you always say we grew up together and that you see me as a brother?”

Aella frowned. “Yeah, I did.”

Tyrone sighed. “I haven’t been sleeping well, and I’ve had splitting headaches all day. Shouldn’t a sister feel a little sorry for her brother?”

Aella couldn’t even argue.

She knew Tyrone was sharp and cold, but she didn’t expect him to twist her own words like that.

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