A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 172

She vaguely remembered a persistent, annoying vibration. She’d kicked Tanya awake and then immediately fallen back asleep, the rest of the night a complete blur.

Tanya let out a massive yawn. "I'm dead tired. That bastard Fairfax…"

"He called?"

"Of course he did," Tanya said. "He found out you weren't taken in yesterday and kept demanding to know where you were."

Starla remained silent. Asking where she was? So he could blame Herbert when he couldn't get an answer? Typical.

She picked up her phone and saw a long list of missed calls from an unknown number. They had started at one in the morning and continued until just half an hour ago. They had to be from Fairfax.

As if on cue, her phone rang. It was Caden's number. She answered, "Hello?"

"It's me."

Fairfax's voice came through the speaker.

Starla grimaced and was about to hang up. Before she could pull the phone away, Fairfax’s voice, hoarse and exhausted, pleaded, "Where are you?"

"Not in a holding cell, and I don't need you to bail me out," she replied, her tone perfectly calm. It was a detached calm, as if his callous attitude the day before meant nothing to her at all. Her placidness was what hollowed out Fairfax’s chest.

"I…"

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