A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 465

"Follow them," Fairfax said, closing his eyes for a moment. He had to see what kind of relationship they had.

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After Felix picked up Brinley, the atmosphere in the car turned tense. His expression was grim.

"We shouldn't be meeting like this," he said in a low, cold voice, "especially not at the intersection outside the Yelchin estate."

"What are you so worried about? No one from the family can even leave the grounds right now. No one will see us."

Felix remained silent.

"Besides," Brinley added, "do you have any idea how far that intersection is from the house?"

She was already exhausted from hunger and fatigue, and the long walk had left her feeling completely drained.

"Forget the hospital for a minute. Find a place to eat first. I'm starving."

"You want me to take you to dinner?" Felix shot back. "Are you insane?"

"What's that supposed to mean? I haven't eaten all day. I'm literally about to die of hunger!"

"The great Yelchin family is letting you starve? Don't you feel ashamed even saying that?"

Felix's dismissive tone made Brinley's head throb. "What are you implying? You don't believe me?"

He actually didn't believe her about what she was going through in the Yelchin household! The irony was almost laughable. It used to be that Fairfax wouldn't believe a word Starla said. Now, her own ally didn't believe her when she said she was starving in the Yelchin mansion, even after everything she'd endured.

The thought was more than just frustrating; it was a lead weight in her chest.

After all the abuse she had taken from Starla, she couldn't tolerate this insubordination from her own maid.

Sally immediately fell silent.

Brinley turned her glare back to Felix, her voice choked with emotion. "I don't care what you think. Take me to get something to eat now."

Believe her or not, she was past caring. The pain in her heart was immense, but her priority right now was a decent meal. She had foolishly scorned the food offered before, but now, she would give anything to sit down and eat properly.

"Fine," Felix grumbled, his frustration evident. "I'll take you to a restaurant."

He was deeply annoyed by her demand. On the phone, she had been frantic about her child, but now that he'd picked her up, all she could think about was food.

Suddenly, Felix thought that a woman like Brinley didn't deserve to be a mother.