A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 806

It was a massive headache.

After all, the disastrous fallout between Starla and Fairfax still hadn't fully resolved.

Fairfax had basically gone rogue.

By all accounts, when a relationship reached that level of toxicity, they should have sat down like adults and parted ways cleanly.

But Fairfax refused to let her go.

He had exhausted Starla to the point of a mental breakdown, and the collateral damage was that Tanya now had a severe psychological phobia of high-society marriages.

With a cautionary tale like that playing out right in front of her, it was entirely normal that she refused to trust Darian's promises.

"Darian..."

"Just trust me. Be a good girl, alright?" Darian murmured, continuously soothing her.

Even though he was furious about what she had almost done today, the sheer panic and vulnerability radiating from her made it impossible for him to stay mad.

"Try to get some sleep, okay? You were up all night."

Hearing him say that, Tanya finally noticed the dark, bruised circles under his eyes.

She remembered Caden mentioning that Darian had driven through the night to get here.

She opened her mouth to argue, but seeing how utterly exhausted he looked, she swallowed the words.

Truthfully, she was exhausted too.

She had tried to sneak out of the hotel in the middle of the night, only to be blocked by Caden. She had been so stressed she hadn't slept a wink.

She also knew that now that Darian was here, getting rid of the baby wasn't going to be easy.

The next morning.

Tanya was begrudgingly dragged out of bed by Darian.

"I don't want to go back," she grumbled.

Hansville City was actually quite charming. The moment she arrived yesterday, she found herself liking the vibe of the city. Staying here wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

"Don't be ridiculous. Just because my mom pulled a stupid stunt, you're going to hate all of Marina City?"

Stupid stunt!

Seriously, getting rid of his girlfriend cost a crisp hundred-dollar bill?

When his older sister brought home a loser boyfriend, their mom had shelled out five million to make the guy disappear. But for him? A hundred bucks?

The more Darian thought about it, the more insulted he felt.

"It's degrading. It is absolutely degrading."

He wasn't mad she insulted Tanya; he was furious she insulted *his* worth.

"Right?" Tanya agreed. "So degrading!"

"Not for you! For me! I'm the one who got insulted here!"

Tanya rolled her eyes. Weren't they both insulted?

Darian pulled her close. He was sitting on the edge of the bed while she stood in front of him.

Even sitting down, his towering frame meant he had to bend slightly to press his face against her stomach.

Tanya froze. The moment she felt his cheek rest against her belly, the blood in her veins practically turned to ice.