Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Stripped of Choices

Tyrone had taken everything from her, even the right to break down.

By nine in the morning, Virginia and Raine showed up with breakfast. They sat with her for a while, trying to comfort her.

Aella never mentioned how Tyrone had pressed her about money.

Virginia had always loved her like her own, but Tyrone was still her son.

At the end of the day, she didn’t want her son to get divorced.

Raine could be trusted, but she couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

If Aella told her Tyrone demanded billions just to agree to a divorce, Raine would make sure the whole world knew.

That was the last thing Aella wanted.

By noon, Aella drove back to her parents’ house.

When they learned she wasn’t leaving Tyrone, they didn’t smile with relief. They only looked worried.

Miriam pulled her into a bedroom and lowered her voice. “Did Tyrone give you a hard time?”

Aella swallowed her pain. She couldn’t tell her parents the truth.

She forced a smile and said, “He explained it. It was just a misunderstanding. He didn’t cheat.”

Miriam patted her chest and finally let out a long breath. “Good. As long as he didn’t cheat, that’s all that

matters.”

She took Aella by the hand and walked her back out. “Yesterday, your dad and I decided. Your uncle’s family is moving out of town, and the house will be empty anyway. We’re going to move in there. And here-”

Miriam pulled a bank card from her pocket. “This card has all the money Tyrone has sent us over the years. Except for what we spent on hospital bills, the rest is untouched. Your dad found a small factory job out in the industrial park as a consultant. His paycheck is enough for us. So, take this card and return it to Tyrone.”

Warren sat across from them, head bowed, silent the whole time.

Aella’s guess was right.

She hadn’t even spoken a word, but her parents were already preparing to move out and return the

money.

If they knew Tyrone was using money to pressure her, they’d be worried sick.

Warren stood up and pressed that card into his daughter’s hand. “Listen to your mom. Give it back to him.

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In a couple of days, your mother and I will move, and we’ll return the house too.”

Aella gripped the bank card tightly and didn’t argue.

She knew sooner or later her parents would find out what was happening between her and Tyrone.

Better to be honest now.

Besides, she was their daughter-if she wasn’t doing well, they would feel it no matter how much she tried to hide it.

I should give it back.

Even if it’s just a little money, it’s something.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, “Dad, I want to keep studying medicine. Could you introduce me to Mr. Black?”

When her parents heard she wanted to work again, they were both supportive.

Originally, Aella had loved the violin.

Her biggest dream had been to become a violinist.

But at 18, she discovered Tyrone suffered from severe insomnia. Quietly, she changed her major to medicine.

After entering medical school, she asked her parents to help her transfer into holistic medicine.

After graduation, she married Tyrone and gave up her career.

Yet, for his sake, she never abandoned her research into sleep disorders.

She had cured Tyrone’s insomnia and held master’s degrees in both psychology and holistic medicine.

But she lacked clinical experience.

If she wanted to make real progress in the field of sleep disorders, she’d have to start from the very beginning.

That afternoon, Aella followed her dad to Capital Hospital and met Samuel Black again.

Samuel was a leading expert in holistic medicine of Smeina and a world-known specialist in sleep disorders.

Even after retirement, the hospital had hired him back at a high salary.

Aella had been a housewife for three years, far removed from her medical background.

She wanted to work as Samuel’s assistant and rebuild her career.

Since her family had once helped Samuel’s son, Samuel readily agreed to take her under his wing.

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Samuel told Aella to complete a full checkup and get a health certificate, then come back the following Monday.

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