30 Days till I Divorce My Husband (Estrella and Jason)

Chapter 72

Estrella’s repeated pleas finally got through to Jason, the old rusty pipe clattering from his

o to the ground. Seizing the moment, Estrella took his hand, “Let’s head back, shall

We?”

Jason’s gaze softened as he looked down at Estrella, his eyes losing their fiery red tint, “Yeah. Let’s go home.”

With Jason’s aggression diffused, Grayson and the others exhaled in relief. Thomas quipped, “Ella’s got a way with Jason, doesn’t she?”

Bryce, with a flick of his leg, kicked the incapacitated man on the ground, “Damn it, thinking you can mess with my Ella? You got what you deserved.”

Richie lay curled up on the ground, too beaten to even open his eyes. From the moment Estrella refused his 8 million, he should’ve realized she was no ordinary girl. After all, what average person could resist the temptation of 8 million?

As the group made their way out of the dilapidated warehouse, Grayson shoved his hands. in his pockets and muttered to Estrella, “Maybe you should consider coming back to the office.”

Estrella just laughed, “If everyone thought that way, there’d be no justice in the world.”

Her resolve silenced Grayson. She wasn’t wrong to stand her ground.

Half an hour later, when they returned home, Jason was still brooding, his face creased

with concern.

Covered in blood, he noticed Estrella’s silence on the way back and spoke in a subdued tone, “Did I scare you?”

Estrella, picking up pajamas from the bed, turned to him with a smile, “Me? Scared? Hardly.” She eyed him up and down, “Maybe take a shower first?”

Jason didn’t respond. He just stripped off his clothes and sat on the couch with his eyes closed, lost in thought.

Estrella, seeing his state, stopped talking and headed to the bathroom.

A moment later, with her sleeves rolled up, she emerged and announced, “The bath’s ready. Tonight, you get the VIP treatment.”

Jason let out a faint smile and headed for the bathroom. Estrella, sleeves still rolled,

followed him in.

head included. Estrella sat quietly beside him, watching him emerge from the water, pushing his

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Chapter 72

a bit overkill.”

expression darkened, and later he asked, “When

undressed in front of her, so

You took it seriously?” Then

curious?” he retorted.

so.” Often, her flippancy was just a way to keep

of their school days flooded back. Back then, they were close, with Jason fighting

only that one time had never happened….

the sting of Jason’s slap. It had

Jason to sigh heavily, “I

His

echoed in her ears, and she snapped back to reality, “It’s okay, I was fine

saved you,” Jason said, and the

been him who saved her. She had hoped for him, but it was Korey who came to her rescue, and the danger she had faced had been

known each other for 23 years, there were too many stories between them, and there was still

finally smiling, “You should get out of the tub soon; I’ll step out

Estrella stood to leave, Jason reached out and grabbed her arm, “Stay with me

him, and eventually

soaking in the tub, the other sitting by his side. Jason had a lot on his mind that night, and Estrella, sensing his mood, refrained from any

out. She hummed in response, but he fell silent again.

and seeing Jason struggle to speak, Estrella reassured him with a smile, “Don’t

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Holly; she wasn’t someone who couldn’t survive without another. She could take care of

barriers between them that couldn’t be broken down. They could never

her indifference, and her marriage to him merely a means to have a

by the wardrobe. Clutching a pillow to her chest, she watched him, noting that he hadn’t realized

glanced at her. “I’ve got an early meeting this morning. You’ll

murmured softly.

several days. Every time their relationship showed signs of improvement, he immediately became distant again, as if deliberately

as Estrella was getting ready to

asked, “What brings you here so

to fill you in about what went down

Estrella, not in the mood for driving, hitched a ride to the law firm with him. As they cruised down the road, Bryce gripped the steering wheel, his mouth running like a faucet, “Man,