A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 280

But now, as their gazes locked—one sharp and accusatory, the other filled with exasperation—Caden understood.

Darian jumped in, trying to defuse the situation. "Alright, alright. Brinley hasn't done anything. If that's what you want to believe, Fairfax, then fine."

He was just trying to remind them that this was a Yelchin family matter, none of their business. But Fairfax’s piercing gaze shifted to him. "And what's that supposed to mean?"

Darian froze. "I just…"

"You also think Brinley brought this on herself?"

Darian was speechless. He hadn't said anything! He was just trying to end the conversation, and now he was the target.

"I didn't say anything."

"What does it matter what you say?" Caden cut in, his voice dripping with anger. "Hasn't Brinley done enough? All her sweet-as-poison talk… just hearing her voice makes me want to puke!" He even made a gagging motion.

Fairfax's grip on his bottle tightened, his knuckles white.

Caden saw it. "What? You want to hit me for her?"

Fairfax’s breath came in ragged bursts. "She lost her husband," he ground out. "She was pregnant back then. The situation she was in…"

"That's enough, Fairfax," Darian interrupted, shoving a bottle into his hand. "Let's just drink."

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