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

Chapter 103

The question touched a nerve, and Jason’s temper flared. “Like her? For crying out loud, Mom, cool it, will ya? No need to stir the pot.”

“Got it. Loud and clear,” Kristin conceded with a faint smile. “I’ll steer clear of her from now

on.”

But Kristin’s curiosity wasn’t sated. She prodded further, “And what about Estrella? Do you really love her, or did you marry her because of the pressure from your dad and me?”

On the other end of the line, Jason chuckled at his mother’s theatrics. “Mom, when have I ever been pushed into anything I didn’t want to?”

Kristin persisted, her voice a mix of hope and suspicion, “So you do love Estrella, right?” With Estrella nearby, Kristin was fishing for reassurance-hoping to ease both her own

mind and Estrella’s.

Jason rubbed his temples in exasperation. “Mom, I’ve got stuff to do. Gotta go.”Without directly answering Kristin, Jason simply hung up the phone.

Kristin, undeterred and beaming, turned to Estrella, “See? Just like I told you. Jason would never fancy someone like that Serene. He’s got eyes only for you.”

Kristin’s joy was palpable, and Estrella served her more food, “Mom, let’s eat.”

Kristin, mulling over the carefully chosen veggies, imparted her wisdom, “You and Jason are both too stubborn and proud to give in. If you had a kid, you’d have more common ground between you to soften the edges:”

For over two years, Kristin’s conversations always circled back to children, a topic that gave Estrella a headache every time.

Noticing Estrella’s silence as she continued eating, Kristin grew alert. “You’re not having second thoughts about having kids, are you?”

had his issues. His quirks that were all too familiar to her. Kristin’s serious

Anyway,

and had spent a lot of time with her in the past. It wasn’t an exaggeration

Estrella said, half-serious, half-hoping

here. It’s for Jason. Make sure he drinks

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in mom-mode.

“Sure,” Estrella agreed!

heading home to take care of Jason’s dad, leaving Estrella to finally exhale in relief. That was one

the night, as Estrella was lost in the depths of sleep, the bedroom door creaked open. Jason hung his suit jacket and loosened his tie, his eyes never straying from Estrella. He approached the

eyes fluttered open, greeting him with a sleepy murmur, “You’re back.”

asking softly,

him,

headed to the bathroom. Moments later, he emerged, his face pale and drawn. As he gasped for air, his eyes caught

filled with light, and Estrella, now sitting up in bed, inquired, “What are you

trying to mask his discomfort.

her touch light on

Jason could answer, Estrella found the medicine in the drawer. “Looking for

well, so she even found some medicine for him. Jason suddenly felt a bit touched. After more than two years of marriage, it was the first time Jason felt like

the medicine from her, reminding her gently, “Put on your shoes.”

their whispers barely audible, yet each word resonated with an intimacy that seemed to reach

projects for the eleventh division.” When it came to work, he was just as

concern laced in her voice, “Haven’t eaten

saying a word. He indeed hadn’t eaten, and