A Widow's Poison A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 620

"You!" Fairfax choked on his anger.

"If you absolutely insist on pretending it happened, how about I beg you to just cope with it?"

Listening to his unhinged ramblings, Starla suddenly understood why she had adopted such scorched-earth tactics against the Yelchins and Harriet.

Fairfax's mental state was incredibly toxic. He had pushed her into a corner until she had no choice but to burn the whole house down just to breathe.

Fairfax's chest heaved. Her mockery hit him like a physical blow.

"Pretend it never happened? Who do you think you are? Are you completely delusional?"

She didn't give him a second to respond before ending the call.

She still planned on returning to the estate, of course. Being in her presence was pure psychological torture for everyone in that house, and she fully intended to make sure they lived in constant fear and agony.

Kael, who had been quietly observing the one-sided screaming match, chuckled softly. "It seems Mr. Yelchin's cognitive abilities are... somewhat defective when it comes to relationships."

The business world respected Fairfax as a corporate shark. But after overhearing that phone call, Kael realized the man was emotionally stunted.

Yardley had been worried Kael wouldn't be able to accurately gauge Starla's feelings. But there was nothing to gauge. No rational woman would ever stay with a man who operated on that level of cognitive dissonance.

"Yeah, he's sick in the head," Starla agreed flatly.

If he had a shred of normalcy, he would have established clear, unbreachable boundaries with Brinley the moment Faraday died. Instead, he chose the most self-destructive path possible, throwing his wife under the bus to play the hero for a snake.

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