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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 743

Thinking about the Farley family elders reminded Starla of something.

Ever since her messy fallout with Fairfax began, rumors about her and Herbert had been circulating non-stop.

Yet, not a single elder from his family had reached out to her.

It was just like Tanya Mercer had pointed out. Back when she first started dating Fairfax, the Yelchin elders had immediately descended upon her to voice their disapproval.

But this time, the Farley family had been completely silent.

They hadn't shown their faces once.

Herbert placed a piece of perfectly cut steak onto her small plate. "Don't worry about it. It won't be an issue."

"They definitely know about the rumors, right?"

"And?"

"They haven't... said anything?" The caution in her voice was palpable.

The psychological scars were still fresh. Joining the Yelchin family had been suffocating. The constant pressure and the shadows cast by the elders had drained her completely.

She had spent years trapped in a cycle of internal torment.

Honestly...

After everything she had suffered, Starla was terrified of walking into another toxic dynamic. She didn't want any relationship that required her to bleed herself dry just to keep the peace. It was too agonizing.

Catching the fleeting sorrow in her eyes, Herbert reached out and gently covered her hand with his. "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm just wondering if your family secretly hates the fact that you're with me."

"This is strictly between you and me," he stated.

It wasn't a direct answer, but it told her everything she needed to know. Of course they objected.

Was it really just between the two of them?

Fairfax used to tell her the exact same thing when the Yelchin elders tried to tear them apart.

Back then, Starla had wanted to walk away. But Fairfax had looked her in the eye and promised, 'This is about us. It has nothing to do with anyone else.'

He had sounded so convicted.

But she learned the hard way that a union was never just about two people. It was the collision of two families. It was a constant, exhausting battle of compromises.

And because she had no powerful family backing her, she had taken every hit alone.

Now, Herbert was making the exact same promise.

"Don't overthink it, okay?" he murmured.

"Is it really just about us?" she whispered, releasing a heavy sigh.

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