Chapter overview: Chapter 1179 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.
"Let's just drop that topic from now on, alright?" Darian pleaded helplessly.
He had slipped up once, and Tanya was still holding onto it. It just proved how deeply Fairfax had damaged Starla by repeatedly mishandling the Brinley situation. The wounds had been slashed open over and over again. No wonder Starla had completely shut him out.
"I messed up before," Darian admitted. "I honestly thought I knew her inside and out since we grew up together. I had no idea she was such a skilled actress."
Just thinking about Yulisa's two-faced behavior made him feel sick. She had clearly harbored romantic intentions the entire time, yet she had constantly played the 'we're just friends' card to stay close to him. The manipulation was sickening. He despised fake people more than anything.
Tanya gave a soft hmph. "Don't think a little sweet talk is going to buy my forgiveness."
Her playful pout made Darian smile. He knew that the fact she was bantering with him meant she had already forgiven him for the most part. As for the rest of it? Well, women were allowed to hold a minor grudge. He would just have to win her over completely, step by step.
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The news of Darian and Tanya's elopement eventually reached Fairfax.
He was currently drowning in a pit of despair, completely unable to process the supposed deaths of Starla and Herbert. In a short amount of time, he had lost an alarming amount of weight, tormenting himself until he was practically a ghost of his former self.
Amos watched him, feeling a pang of sympathy. "Man, the people are gone. What's the point of doing this to yourself?"
Amos wasn't great at comforting people. In his view, if someone mattered to you, you treated them well while they were alive. You didn't wait until they were gone to realize their value. Fairfax was the textbook definition of 'too little, too late'.
Fairfax squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to acknowledge Amos's words. He reached out to grab another bottle of liquor.

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