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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1030

Summary for Chapter 1030: A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion

Chapter overview: Chapter 1030 from A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion

In this standout chapter of the Romance novel A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion, Harper Inkwell introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

Fairfax was suddenly at a loss for words.

He crossed the room in three strides, hauled her up from the sofa, and pulled her tightly against his chest. "No one is ever going to use you as a bargaining chip again."

"Ha!"

Starla let out a sharp, mocking laugh.

Anyone else in the world could make that promise, but coming from Fairfax Yelchin?

"You're exactly the same as them," she said, her voice laced with absolute venom.

To her, there was zero difference between Fairfax, Yardley, and Herbert. They were all cut from the same ruthless, manipulative cloth.

Fairfax's jaw tightened. He pulled her closer, his grip almost bruising.

He knew she was right. In her eyes, he was just as monstrous as the rest of them. He had no moral high ground to stand on.

He took a slow, ragged breath. "Brinley is dead. Can you finally let it go?"

He was begging her to drop the past.

He had personally orchestrated the end of the woman who had tormented her, hoping it would wipe the slate clean. He wanted a future with Starla.

No, not just a possibility of a future. No matter how much she hated him right now, he was never, ever letting her go.

Starla's eyes flashed with a dark, bitter light.

*Brinley is dead.*

Yes, the woman was dead. But the trauma, the psychological torture, and the physical scars Brinley had left behind? Those were permanently etched into Starla's soul. You don't just 'let go' of a lifetime of pain because the person who caused it stops breathing.

"Please," Fairfax whispered, his voice cracking slightly. "Forget about it. Just... forget her. Don't write me off completely because of what she did. Give me one more chance."

He was rushing it. He was pushing too hard.

Asking for a second chance right now was insane, and he knew Starla would never agree to it. But he was desperate. He needed some kind of reassurance that she would stay.

He knew she had been planning her escape from Sylvan Vale. Every single day, he lived in terror that he would turn around and she would be gone again.

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