Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 The Choice to Leave

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Tyrone turned to look at Aella, guilt flashing in his eyes. “It’s my fault. I didn’t take good care of

Aella.”

Miriam stood by the bed, carefully checking the bruises and cuts on her daughter’s body.

Aella’s chin trembled as she bit her lip, trying to hold back tears.

Miriam knew her daughter well. Since childhood, Aella only looked like this when she was truly hurt.

Her heart was broken. Tears filled her eyes. “Sweetheart, what happened to you? How did you get hurt?”

The pain inside Aella was unbearable.

Like a little girl again, she threw her arms around her mother and sobbed, “Mom, hold me.”

Her crying filled the quiet hospital room, echoing in everyone’s ears, heavy with despair. Tyrone stood at the bedside, unable to watch.

Tyrone stood frozen by the bed, watching Aella cry in her mother’s arms. He couldn’t even look at her for long. He turned his face away.

Just then, Virginia rushed in after getting her daughter’s call. She stopped in the doorway,

taking in the scene.

After greeting Warren, she pushed her son aside and went straight to the bed. “Aella,” she asked softly, “tell me what happened. How did you get hurt?”

Aella wiped her tears. “I’m fine. I just slipped in the mall and scraped my skin a little.”

Virginia finally let out a breath of relief.

Aella slid off the bed and took Miriam’s hand. Looking at both her parents, she said softly, “I want to go

home.”

She knew she couldn’t come up with a billion dollars to get out of this marriage.

But she also couldn’t keep living like this.

Her life was falling apart. She couldn’t work and couldn’t think straight.

She had to get out and break free from this marriage.

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Aella’s words were polite, but everyone in the room knew what she really meant.

She didn’t just want to go home.

Aella wanted to move out, separate from Tyrone, and get a divorce.

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Virginia tried to persuade her. “Aella, if your current place isn’t convenient, you can move to Bluchaven. It’s closer to your hospital too.”

Aella shook her head and said, “Thank you, Virginia. But I want to go home and stay with my parents.”

Tyrone stood there, stunned. He walked up to her and said quietly, “Okay, you can stay with them for a few days. I’ll come get you later.”

Aella didn’t argue.

Right now, she just needed to go home. Separation from Tyrone was the first step.

Miriam helped her daughter out of the room. Tyrone followed, but Warren blocked his way.

“Virginia,” Warren said calmly, “we’ll take our daughter home now.”

Virginia understood he was saving them the dignity. Warren only said half of his words.

She didn’t have the power to stop them. All she could do was follow them to the hospital

entrance.

When Tyrone saw Warren ordered a rideshare, he stepped forward and stopped them. “Dad, let me drive you home.”

Warren’s eyes no longer held the pride they once had for Tyrone.

His voice was calm but final. “No need. You go handle your own business.”

Tyrone froze for a second. Realizing there was no point in insisting, he walked toward Aella.

Gently, he tried to reach for her arm. “Aella, it’s really hot outside. If you don’t want to ride with me, I can ask the driver to take you home.”

Aella didn’t even look at him. She stepped back and leaned closer to her mother instead, quietly avoiding his touch.

Tyrone’s hand hung in the air for a moment before he let it drop. He turned to Miriam, his voice low and uncertain. “Miriam …

Miriam looked at him with eyes full of disappointment and restrained anger. She didn’t need

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to say a word; her silence said it all.

Tyrone lowered his head, taking a shaky step back.

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Raine stepped forward carefully, her tone soft and nervous. “Maybe Brad can drive you guys

home.”

A rideshare car slowly pulled up by the curb. Warren opened the door and let his wife and daughter get in first before taking the front passenger seat himself.

Tyrone stood frozen on the sidewalk, watching the car merge into traffic. His chest tightened, like something was wrapped around his heart, making it hard to breathe.

Virginia’s face turned pale with anger. “They say sons take after their mothers. I’ve put up with your

father for years for the sake of you and your sister. I never lost my head over anything else. So tell me, how did I end up raising a son like you?”

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