Once Cast-Off Wife Now Untouchable Queen novel Chapter 88

Once Cast Of Wife, Now Untouchable Queen

Chapter 88 The Other Woman’s Fantasy

Tyrone wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what Brad meant.

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Brad grinned and teased, “Let me guess. Zera is gonna say she just happened to be passing by, saw your license plate, and thought she’d stop to say hi.”

With that, Brad hopped out of the car.

A moment later, Zera waved at Tyrone through the window. “Wow, what a coincidence, Tyrone! I was just passing by, saw your car, and thought I’d come over to say hi.”

Tyrone frowned, clearly not amused.

Seeing his face darken, Zera grew cautious. “Tyrone, can I come in for a minute? I just want to talk.”

He hesitated, then gave a small nod.

Zera slid into the passenger seat and pulled a child’s drawing from her bag.

Her tone softened. “Orson’s teacher gave him a holiday project–everyone in the family has to draw a family portrait together. He secretly added you in. I filled in a few details. Can you help us color it?”

Tyrone didn’t reach for the drawing or the colored pencils she handed him.

Instead, he asked, “You’ve been around this area a lot lately, haven’t you?”

Zera’s eyes flickered for a second before she recovered. “Not that often, just every day these past few days.”

Tyrone’s brows furrowed slightly, so she hurried to explain. “My sister–in–law’s family lives nearby. Something happened over there, so I’ve been around to help.”

The doubt in his eyes gradually faded.

His voice softened. “Zera, I shouldn’t be in Orson’s family portrait. There are things the kid needs to know. You can’t keep hiding the truth from him.”

Zera’s smile froze.

Her eyes glistened red as she looked at him pitifully.

“Tyrone, Orson shouldn’t have even been born. He’s just like me–unlucky. All he wants is a dad. But you know what I went through for you these six years. I’ll never have the courage to

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marry again. Please, just do him this one favor. I promise it won’t happen again,” she said.

She held out the colored pencils again.

Tyrone’s lashes flickered. He lowered his gaze, silent for a long time, before finally taking the pencils.

He focused quietly, coloring the drawing with bright, cheerful shades.

When he was done, Tyrone handed the picture back. Zera knew better than to push further and got out of the car immediately.

As Tyrone’s car sped away, a satisfied smile tugged at her lips.

As long as Orson existed, Tyrone would never forget what she had sacrificed for him.

Brad sat on the hood of his sports car, staring at her with open disdain. “You can try all you want, but you’ll never get into the Winters‘ house. Be smart and give it up.”

Zera glanced around, then strode up to him, forcing a friendly smile.

“Brad, we’ve known each other for years. Why are you always so hostile toward me?”

Brad spread his hands. “Hostile? Nah. I just can’t stand trash.”

Her expression stiffened.

Still, Brad was Tyrone’s closest friend. She didn’t dare offend him.

“Brad, I know you and Ms. Reid grew up together,” she said softly. “I understand you want to protect her.”

Brad cut her off. “Tyrone and Aella aren’t divorced yet. Calling her Ms. Reid just shows what you’re really after.”

Zera’s face darkened. “Brad, Tyrone and I have a child together. Is it so wrong for a kid to want to see his dad?”

Brad shot back, “Is it the kid who wants to see him, or is it you?”

Caught off guard, Zera’s eyes darted away. “I really was just passing by. I’m not forcing Tyrone to get a divorce or trying to ruin his marriage. He’s just being responsible, taking care of us. None of us are at fault. It’s just fate being cruel.”

Brad was speechless for a moment.

He reminded her, “Right or wrong, you’re still the other woman.”

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