From the rearview mirror, Rudolf glanced at Herbert. "Sir?"
"Stop the car," Herbert said. In stark contrast to Fairfax's visible rage, his expression was perfectly relaxed.
The car halted about a foot from Fairfax's. Fairfax got out and strode toward Herbert's vehicle. Herbert lowered the window and looked at him.
"You saw her again?" Fairfax demanded.
"And?" Herbert replied coolly.
"If you've got the guts, make her divorce me! What is this, seeing you while she's still my wife?"
"It's called humiliating you," Herbert stated bluntly.
Fairfax was speechless. So were Gabriel and Rudolf.
Rudolf, in particular, was shocked. After all his years with Herbert, this was the first time he'd heard him be so brutally cutting with his words.
Fairfax's cold expression froze for a second before he let out a sneer. "Humiliating me?" He couldn't believe he had ever considered this man a friend, and for so many years at that.
"Do you regret it?" Herbert asked. He had given Fairfax so many chances to make things right with Starla, reminding him time and time again. But Fairfax had never cherished them. He kept running back to the estate, again and again, hurting Starla for Brinley's sake.
Fairfax's chest tightened. Hearing Herbert ask that question felt like a punch to the gut. If he was being honest, yes, he had regretted it. The moment he learned Starla had truly been pregnant, regret had consumed him. He knew then that she would never forgive him. But that regret had been slowly eroded by her recent relentless torment.

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