A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 301

They knew just how many skeletons they had in their closet. The slightest disturbance was enough to set them on edge.

"I just want to know what you're planning," Fairfax said, his voice tight.

"If you're so anxious, how about a divorce?" Starla replied coolly.

The casual way she said the word 'divorce' was like a match to a fuse for Fairfax's temper. How could she say it so easily? What did all their time together mean to her?

"Starla, what am I to you? What is our marriage to you?" His voice, crackling over the phone, sounded on the verge of breaking.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" Starla retorted. "When I say I don't want a divorce, you ask what I'm planning. When I say let's get a divorce, you ask what our marriage means to me. So, let me ask you, what am I to you?"

Silence answered her from the other end of the line.

Fairfax rubbed his throbbing temples. "Where are you? I'll come pick you up and take you home."

At the word 'home,' a scornful laugh escaped Starla's lips. The memory of him coldly telling her to leave that night was still fresh.

"Do you remember how you looked when you told me to leave?" she asked, her tone biting.

"Just tell me where you are," Fairfax insisted, his patience wearing thin. He didn't want to argue over the phone. If she had agreed not to divorce, then she should come home.

Her response was the click of the line as she hung up on him.

Listening to the dead tone, Fairfax felt a rage so intense it was as if his heart might split in two.

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Starla tossed the phone onto the table and noticed Tanya sitting beside her, seemingly out of nowhere.

Starla took a sip of her soup. "The Yelchins are so powerful they can hide anything. All these years, and not a single word of it ever got out."

Even when Yardley found her, he hadn't known what happened back then. He simply thought their mother had died of an illness and that she’d been sent to an orphanage by a neighbor. If Dolores hadn't known she was married to Fairfax, the truth might have stayed buried forever.

Speaking of the Yelchins' power, Tanya sneered, "People who reach that level of power don't get there without having a few dirty tricks up their sleeves."

Starla closed her eyes at her words.

"In that case," Tanya declared, her voice firm, "don't you dare divorce him until you've brought the whole Yelchin family to ruin. Let their home become your battleground!"

"That's what I'm thinking now, too," Starla murmured in agreement.

Yes, a battleground. One where she would destroy the Yelchins, body and soul. If she couldn't crush the entire family, then her time as a Yelchin would be nothing but a cruel joke.