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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 328

Darleen’s voice was raw with desperation. She needed Starla locked away. It was the only way they would ever know peace again.

“I’ll try to get back this afternoon,” Fairfax said, his voice strained. For now, he truly had no time.

The line went dead.

Hearing his words, Darleen’s heart sank. She had told him Starla nearly killed her, and his response was that he would come back this afternoon?

Suddenly, she felt as if he wasn't her own son. A real son wouldn't treat his mother’s life so lightly. And to say Starla wasn't that evil…

Darleen wanted to scream, but Fairfax had already hung up. In his mind, any conflict between Darleen and Starla was just a squabble where his mother usually came out on top.

Darleen went back inside, her face pale.

Brinley immediately noticed the distinct red marks on her neck. “Mom, your neck…”

“Don’t ask, Brinley. It was Starla’s people. She’s a complete lunatic now,” Xenia cut in.

Brinley was horrified. “No matter how crazy she is, she can’t treat you like that, Mom.”

“That’s what I said! It’s one thing to do it to me, but to Mom…!” Xenia trailed off, her voice thick with anger.

“So what am I supposed to do now?” Xenia asked, exasperated. Herbert already disliked her. Her only hope was to win over the Farley elders, but they had been unresponsive.

“Go and apologize to him,” Brinley suggested. “Men have a soft spot for a damsel in distress.”

Darleen nodded in agreement. “Exactly. The only reason Herbert protects Starla is because she knows how to act pitiful.”

Xenia scoffed. Pitiful? The Starla of today was less of a damsel and more of a raging tigress. And yet, Herbert was still protecting her!

“Maybe she just acts that way in front of him?” she wondered aloud. The thought of mimicking Starla and playing the victim for Herbert was almost too much to bear.

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