Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 378

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Tyrone ignored the dull ache in his chest.

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He turned to Aella. “You’re right about everything. I’m exactly that kind of trash. You’ve known that since day one.”

Aella stepped up to him, furious. “Yeah, you are! You’re the worst, Tyrone!”

Her voice shook as she shouted, “Your sister almost stopped talking to me because of you! Your mom looked half–dead begging me to forgive you! Your dad swallowed his pride asking me to talk sense into you! And your grandpa tried to bribe me with fifteen percent of Winter Group just to make me come back to you!”

Her eyes burned with anger. “You used

“You used your sickness to make everyone pressure me! You lied to all of them! You’re disgusting!”

Tyrone’s fists tightened at his sides.

He stared at her cold, angry eyes. His chest felt like it was breaking apart.

He swallowed hard and said slowly, “Yeah, I used them. I lied. I’m not sick. The medicine, the fainting, the blood–it was all fake.”

Aella froze. Then she turned to the few people behind him. Her voice went cold. “You all heard him. He’s a liar. The blood, the fainting–it was all an act. He’s fine.”

She turned and walked away without a glance.

The sound of a slap broke the silence.

Ralph’s palm struck Tyrone’s face so hard that his head jerked to the side.

Ralph pointed at him, his hand shaking. “You bastard! We worried ourselves sick! You made us look like fools! And this whole time you were lying?”

Tyrone wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

His face went cold. “Did I not make myself clear enough? Why did find her?”

Ralph gritted his teeth. “We did it for you!”

Tyrone gave a short, bitter laugh.

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He said, “Well, now you know I’m fine. So stop humiliating yourselves. Leave her alone, alright?

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From now on, do whatever you want. I don’t care anymore.”

Ralph turned and stormed off, his anger shaking the room.

Virginia hesitated. “Guess dinner’s off. Let’s go.”

After their parents left, Raine stayed behind, worried. “Tyrone, did you really fake all that?”

Tyrone didn’t move. “Just let me be for a while.”

Raine lingered, then finally walked away.

The moment she was gone, Tyrone doubled over and coughed up blood that splattered across the floor.

Clyde saw it happen. He went over, saw Tyrone bent with one hand on the wall, pale and shaking, and handed him a tissue.

Tyrone looked

1. up. His eyes went red when he saw who it was–Aella’s brother.

His voice trembled. “Clyde, don’t tell your sister.”

Clyde shoved his hands into his pockets. “You and my sister are done. You’re not part of us anymore. I don’t owe you anything.”

As Clyde walked past him, Tyrone said weakly, “Clyde … I’m sorry.”

Clyde’s steps faltered for a moment, but he didn’t look back.

A waiter walked up. “Sir, do you need help?”

Tyrone shook his head.

He didn’t even remember how he got home.

He fell onto the couch, pale and weak. Everywhere he looked, he saw Aella’s face.

He took out the crystal pendant he always carried. Pain twisted deep in his chest.

He didn’t deserve love.

He didn’t deserve trust.

He didn’t deserve to be alive.

He owed Aella twice now, and even his death wouldn’t be enough to repay her.

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In the empty room, his quiet sobs filled the air.

He whispered, “Aella, don’t worry. I won’t bother you again.”

He meant it.

And he kept his word.

From that day on, he never showed up in front of her again.

They went their separate ways, like two lines that would never meet.

Soon, November eighth came–Aella’s birthday.

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That morning, she got up to wash her face. As she bent over the sink, something slid down from her collarbone.

She reached for her necklace, but the chain snapped.

It slipped through her fingers and vanished down the drain.

The diamond necklace Tyrone had put on her was gone.

She stared into the mirror, a strange fear rising in her chest.

That necklace–Tyrone had put it on her the day they divorced.

She had only taken it off once.

It had driven him into a rage. He dragged her home from the hospital and forced it back around her neck himself.

After that, she never dared take it off again.

And now it had broken, slipping away just like that.

Aella turned off the faucet. She stood frozen, staring at the sink, her thoughts spinning.

At the same time, Tyrone stood in front of his own bathroom mirror in the same posture.

He had just finished showering, a dark robe wrapped around him. Drops of water slid down his

hair onto his face.

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