Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360 The Taste of Regret

The warmth of that family had nothing to do with him anymore.

Tyrone stared at his phone screen.

He felt his body and soul slowly pulling apart, his mind slipping into a haze.

Virginia called his name several times before he came back to his senses.

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He looked in the direction his mother was staring and toward his grandfather. “Grandpa, what did you just say?”

Edwin’s face was dark. “Tyrone, business is like war. As the CEO of the company, you must carefully consider every decision you make. Cutting ties with the Cunninghams brings us nothing but harm. You’ve managed this company for years; how could you make such a rookie mistake?”

Tyrone stood up and calmly straightened his suit jacket.

“Grandpa, the order’s already been given. If anyone has a problem with it, the board can remove me.”

Edwin’s face turned ashen with anger, too furious to speak.

Ralph pointed at his son, shouting, “This entire company will be yours one day! Everything we do is for you!”

Tyrone’s face stayed blank. He questioned, “Have you ever thought about what kind of life I actually want?”

They glared at each other for several seconds. Finally, Tyrone grew exhausted and walked out.

Virginia hurried after him to the door. “Tyrone, I’m free tomorrow morning. Let me take you to the hospital for a check–up.”

Tyrone forced a gentle smile and tried to speak in the softest voice possible. “Mom, I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Virginia watched her son’s lonely figure disappear down the hall. Her heart ached with pity and helplessness.

Back in the living room, she faced Edwin and Ralph. “Our family is already the most powerful in Vleka. Our wealth is among the top in Aldoria. Why keep pushing him to take us higher?”

Ralph’s temper exploded. “You’re a woman! You won’t understand! Business is war. Right now,

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everyone looks up to us. But the day we fall, they’ll trample us brutally!”

He slammed his hand on the table. “Kindness doesn’t win wars, and emotions ruin business. If he keeps letting his feelings lead him, he’ll end up like Warren. This family will crumble because of him!”

Edwin insisted coldly, “Business isn’t charity. We live by profit. If he keeps following his heart, he’ll never become great.”

The living room was filled with shouting.

Meanwhile, Tyrone sat in his car, feeling his head pound. He reached for his pain pills, but the bottle was already empty.

He clenched his jaw through the discomfort and started the car.

An hour later, he stepped out of a pharmacy downtown. By chance, he spotted Aella’s parents across the street.

They had just come out of a grocery store, their arms full of heavy bags.

After walking a few steps, they set everything down to rest.

Tyrone was about to walk over and help. Then, he spotted Sayer jogging across the street. He grabbed the bags and cheerfully escorted them across the road.

Tyrone stood frozen for a long time, unable to move.

He knew Aella’s parents didn’t want to see him, but he still wanted to help and do something for them.

Yet, Sayer had already stepped in and done exactly what Tyrone wished he could do. In that instant, Tyrone became unnecessary.

Moments like that had happened again and again.

Each one made him feel smaller, more powerless.

That helplessness of wanting to help but not being needed was driving him insane.

He didn’t even remember how he got home.

Standing under the shower, he turned the water to cold, trying to shock himself awake.

But the clearer his mind became, the deeper the pain grew.

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Around eight that evening, Brad stopped by.

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He set a warm food container on the coffee table and said, “Aella made this herself. I shamelessly asked for an extra portion for my grandma, so she packed this for me.”

Brad said no more. He left the container and walked out.

Tyrone sat on the couch, dressed in a dark robe.

He stared at the container for a long time before finally reaching out to open it.

The familiar scent filled the air.

It had been so long since he’d tasted Aella’s cooking.

How long had it been?

Probably since the day Zera returned to the country. Aella hadn’t cooked for him since then.

A sharp pain twisted in his chest. His hand trembled as he picked up the spoon and ate a mouthful.

It’s shrimp and grits, cooked with shredded chicken for extra flavor.

Memories surged. Tyrone’s eyes burned red.

Aella had never been good at cooking.

After they married, she insisted on learning because he had stomach problems.

The very first dish she learned was grits.

He still remembered that night. He came home from work, and Aella proudly handed him a steaming bowl.

He took one bite and said it tasted just okay, that she’d wasted her time. He even told her not to bother cooking again.

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