A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 215

A baby? Perhaps Starla had once looked forward to having a baby with him. But now, the mere mention of it from Fairfax's lips made her sick to her stomach.

Starla picked up the sanitizing wipe and began scrubbing at the hand he had touched, her every gesture radiating disgust and contempt.

Fairfax watched her, his eyes narrowing. "Do you really hate me that much?"

With a sharp smack, the wipe landed on the nightstand. Starla didn't even spare him a glance.

"Since you refuse to sign the divorce papers," she said, her voice cold as ice, "I've instructed my people to begin legal proceedings."

"I am divorcing you, one way or another," Starla continued. "And don't you ever use the topic of children to disgust me again."

Every word was a blade, but the two—"disgust me"—plunged straight into Fairfax's heart.

"Legal proceedings?" he sneered.

So that was it. She was willing to drag them both through the courts just to get away from him, as if everything they once shared meant nothing.

Starla climbed back into bed, her gaze chilling. "I wanted to do this amicably."

Amicably? After the chaos she’d unleashed upon Marina City these past few days, she had the audacity to speak of an amicable separation? He let out a sharp, humorless laugh.

"Let me tell you something," he snarled. "That's impossible. As long as I'm alive, don't even think I'll let you run off to Herbert."

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