Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52 The Passing Years

Are Pearts

From now on, her only goal was to make money. Before her parents passed away, she would buy back that jewelry set no matter what it took.

The next morning, she went to work as usual. As soon as she arrived, the hospital director called her into the office.

“Mrs. Winter,” he said politely, avoiding her eyes. “I’m afraid we have to ask for your resignation.”

Aella didn’t argue. She stayed polite, thanked him, and walked out with her heart sinking.

She knew who was behind this. Edwin had already warned her: if she didn’t quit in a week, he would make the call himself.

It seemed he hadn’t waited that long.

When Aella stepped out of the office and reached the elevator, fate decided to play another cruel joke.

She paused her steps.

Tyrone was standing there with Zera and the child. He carried the little boy in his arms, while Zera leaned close against him.

To anyone else, they looked like a happy family of three.

Even though Aella had already decided to walk away, the sight tore through her chest.

Her eyes met Tyrone’s. Tyrone’s face changed. His body tensed.

He hurriedly set the child down and started toward her, as if drawn by instinct.

Before he could take another step, Zera grabbed his arm. She said softly, “Your wife, probably doesn’t want to see us. Orson still has a fever. Can you take us upstairs now? You can come back and explain to her later.”

The elevator doors slid open. Tyrone looked back at Aella one last time, hesitation flickering across his face.

He picked up the child and stepped inside with Zera.

As the doors slowly closed, Aella turned around. Her heart shattered into pieces until it was too small to gather.

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Inside the elevator, Tyrone held the boy tight. Watching Aclla’s fading figure through the closing doors made his chest ache so badly he could hardly breathe.

He had planned to talk things out with her when he got back from Judshire. He wanted her to move back to the villa.

But Zera’s late–night call had ruined that chance.

After just a week apart, Aella had to see him with Zera and their child in a hospital elevator.

At the hospital floor, Tyrone stopped outside the patient room. “Call the doctor if you need anything,” he said. “I’m leaving now.”

Zera stood in the doorway, watching him walk away panickedly. Her lips pressed together so hard they turned white.

She had known it all along.

If she hadn’t called him that night, she would never have found out the truth. Tyrone didn’t actually want a divorce.

He wasn’t going to give up on Aella. Worse, he wanted another child with her to save their marriage.

Zera’s eyes darkened. She couldn’t let things go the way Tyrone wanted. She needed to make Aella walk away on her own.

Otherwise, she’d never have a chance.

Tyrone went to Aella’s department but couldn’t find her there. When he called, she actually picked up.

Aella was standing in the small garden behind the hospital, by a narrow stream. She looked and saw Tyrone running toward her.

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They had grown up together. Since they were kids, she had run into his arms countless times.

When she was happy, she ran to him smiling.

When she was sad, she ran to him crying.

No matter what, she never stopped running toward him.

Even when he scolded her, rejected her, or warned her to stay away, Aella still felt happy that he was by her side.

“Aella.” Tyrone stopped in front of her.

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He saw tears fall from the corners of her eyes. Tyrone reached out to wipe them away.

Aella turned her head to avoid his touch. Only then did she realize she was crying again–so uselessly, so helplessly.

Tyrone held her shoulders, staring straight into her face. “Let’s sit somewhere and talk,” he said.

Aella broke free from his hands and gave a faint, bitter smile. “I’m fine. I just suddenly thought of my childhood,” she said.

She had made up her mind. It was time to talk, time to make him sign the divorce papers.

They stood side by side by the stream. Aella looked down at the rippling water while Tyrone’s eyes stayed on her.

He still remembered the day she learned to walk. Her parents had brought her to his house, their faces glowing with pride.

The living room was full of adults cheering the little girl on as she took her first steps.

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