A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 209

When Starla woke up, she felt dizzy and disoriented. Fairfax was sitting in a chair by her bed, an unlit cigarette resting between his fingers. He looked over as she stirred, his eyes as deep and dark as a well. The intensity of his gaze sent a chill down her spine.

"Are we at the hospital?" she asked, noticing the standard-issue hospital gown she was wearing.

"Do you want to be discharged?" he asked.

Starla raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I know you don't like the smell of disinfectant. You'd be more comfortable back at Luwood Mountain."

His voice was gentle, almost unnaturally so.

Starla simply watched him in silence. Since when did he know what she liked and disliked? What a novelty.

Fairfax reached out and gently stroked her pale cheek. "So, are we going?"

"You can go by yourself," she replied coldly.

A faint smile touched his lips. "Go by myself? So you can disappear the second I turn my back, just like last time?"

He had already told her he wouldn't let her out of his sight again. He wasn't about to make the same mistake twice.

His words made her expression harden. "What did the doctor say?" she asked, her tone clipped.

At her question, Fairfax's face tensed for a fraction of a second. The hand holding the cigarette tightened, crushing the filter. But the moment passed as quickly as it came.

"Nothing serious," he said smoothly. "Just that you need to get plenty of rest for a while."

"Is that all?"

He nodded. "Yes, that's all."

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