A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 546

Fairfax was on the verge of a breakdown at his office. As if the trouble at Yelchin Group wasn't enough, Starla's actions had left him completely overwhelmed. Every single member of the Yelchin family was looking for him.

Yes, every single one. Harley and Annika were calling him nonstop, screaming their heads off. Even the family's distant relatives had been affected and were now swarming his office, demanding to know why their accounts were frozen. The fire was scorching every Yelchin.

Seeing the video Starla sent, Fairfax felt another wave of panic. He was getting hit from every direction, with nowhere to go.

"Your mother and Brinley are the ones fighting. What could I have possibly done?" Starla's voice was laced with amusement. So now when his family fought, it was somehow her fault? He actually had the nerve to ask what she had done.

"If you hadn't done something, would they be fighting?" Fairfax shot back.

"If that's what you want to believe, then I suppose there's nothing I can say," Starla retorted.

"I regret ever marrying you!" Fairfax's voice was ragged with desperation. For the past few days, he had regretted marrying Starla every single moment.

This wasn't the first time he'd uttered those words. In the past, hearing them might have hurt her. But now, she couldn't care less.

"Good, because I regret it, too. I don't just regret marrying you, I regret..." Starla paused, her gaze drifting back outside. Darleen and Brinley were still at it. This time, Brinley had the upper hand, pinning Darleen to the ground.

Fairfax’s already unsteady breathing hitched as Starla's every word hollowed out his chest. This was the first time she had ever responded so sharply to his declarations of regret. He wasn't just struggling to breathe; his heart felt utterly empty. He was riddled with guilt. Faced with Starla's piercing questions, he didn't know how to respond. He couldn't find a single word.

Finally, only a hollow phrase escaped him. "You're right. I don't even have the right to regret it."

He didn't. Herbert Farley had been right, too. If it hadn't been for that incident, Starla never would have married him.

He hadn't believed it before. But now, hearing her say it herself—that she wouldn't have even given him a second glance—Fairfax felt his heart being crushed into pieces.