Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 112

Once Cast–Off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen

Chapter 112 A Woman He Could Control Completely

48. Pearls

Aella pulled free from Tyrone’s arms and sank back against the wardrobe, gasping for air.

Her damp lashes shook, and her brows knitted tightly. She looked completely undone–messy, fragile, and unsteady.

Tyrone looked down at her and took in the way she appeared after his kiss. He then stepped closer, smoothing her tangled hair and straightening the loose neckline of her robe.

When she kept her head lowered and said nothing, he wrapped his arms around her again.

“Eat something before seeing your mom at the hospital,” he said softly. “I’ll pick you up later, and we’ll have dinner at the Winter Estate.”

After he left, Aella lingered in the dressing room for a long while before finally stepping out.

Emma greeted her with concern. “Mrs. Winter, Mr. Winter said your blood sugar’s low. I made some stew for you.”

Aella shook her head. “I’m not hungry, Emma. I need to get to the hospital.”

Emma sighed and gently guided her toward the dining room. “Your health comes first. No. matter how big the problem is, you can’t fix it on an empty stomach.”

Aella gave her a small, grateful smile and picked up a spoon. “Thank you, Emma.”

She forced down a few bites before heading out to the hospital.

When Miriam saw her, tears immediately streamed down her face.

Clyde, tall and still filling out his frame, stood frozen, struggling to find words.

Aella ran a hand over his short hair, her chest tightening with ache.

Swallowing the pain, she managed a faint smile.

Sitting beside her mother’s bed, Aella held her hand. “You and Dad don’t have to worry about me. I’m okay.”

Miriam’s lips trembled, but she didn’t say a word.

Aella tried to sound light. “Look at other married couples–the men step out even when they’re

broke.”

She added, “At least the Winters have money and status. I live comfortably. I eat, wear, and use

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all the best things.”

With just a few sentences, she shut down anything her parents might have wanted to say.

By noon, they shared a modest meal in the hospital room.

Four of them huddled around a tiny table–bittersweet, yet warm.

Then came a knock at the door.

All four turned as Tyrone entered, carrying a stacked lunchbox.

Aella stood. “What are you doing here?”

He set the box on the table. “It’s a public holiday. I came to have lunch with

you

all.”

The Reids immediately set down their utensils.

Clyde jumped to his feet, glaring at Tyrone. “Who wants to eat with you?”

“Clyde!” Warren barked, holding him back.

Clyde stormed off to the couch, sulking.

Tyrone didn’t flinch. He opened the containers and placed one in front of Miriam. “I had the maid make this tonic soup for you. Try some.”

Miriam looked at it and forced a faint smile. “That’s thoughtful.”

He pulled out a chair for Aella. “No need to be polite. We’re family.”

Aella knew the truth–he wasn’t there for lunch. He was testing her family.

If she stayed, no one could eat in peace.

She grabbed her purse. “I need to pick up a few things from the store. Can you drive me?”

Tyrone glanced at her, then rose.

Before they left, he casually draped an arm around her shoulders in front of her parents.

He said smoothly, “Aella and I will head out first.”

As they left, he added, “Clyde, since you’re on break, ease up on the video games. Help take care of your mom, and let your dad rest.”

Aella’s throat tightened as she saw the anger simmering behind their restrained expressions.

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She shook off his arm and walked out first.

Tyrone was a master of appearances.

She was nowhere near his level.

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