A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1231

How had it come to this? He had only ever wanted to give her the life she dreamed of. Yet, in the end, all he had given her was absolute, suffocating despair.

Was being by his side truly that miserable?

Would she honestly rather trade her life to destroy Fairfax than spend another day with him?

The pain in Herbert's chest was a physical ache.

"Starla, you really don't have a heart anymore, do you?" he choked out, the words tasting like ash. If she had even an ounce of feeling left, she wouldn't have pushed him away like this.

"My heart?" Starla's voice was paper-thin. "I lost that a long time ago. It was hollowed out until there was nothing left."

Fairfax had taken the first pieces. Then Yardley. Then Herbert.

And finally... she had carved out whatever remained herself. Having a heart was simply too dangerous. She didn't want one anymore.

Herbert stared at her, the blood draining from his face. Hearing her admit that she was completely dead inside felt like a knife twisting in his ribs. Every hope he had clung to for their future shattered the moment she spoke those words.

His grip on her shoulders tightened, his knuckles turning white.

Then, slowly... he let go.

It took every ounce of strength he possessed to say the words. "Go."

Starla froze.

"I'm letting you go," Herbert continued, his voice rough. "Go live the life you actually want. Go somewhere far away, where no one knows you."

No Fairfax. No him. No Hoggart family.

Wasn't that what she had always wanted?

Then go.

But there was one condition. "Just don't go back to Marina City. Don't you dare throw your life away trying to take Fairfax down with you."

Starla's breath caught in her throat. She looked up at him in sheer disbelief.

Ever since he had brought her to this remote cabin in Smaro Town, his men had watched her like hawks. Even when he wasn't around, she hadn't had a single chance to escape. Even with Romy's help last time, she had failed.

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