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

Chapter 117

Jason chuckled, “My wife’s been touched by someone else. What victory is there for me?”

Estrella rolled her eyes. “It was just a pat on the shoulder over my shirt, and I didn’t even get to my legs and feet yet.”

“Ha!” Jason let out a cold laugh and fell silent. She had already been touched; she might as well spin it however she wanted.

Jason had no desire to engage, remaining mute. Estrella followed suit, simply scrolling through her phone.

Seeing this, Jason sneered sarcastically, “You’re still in the mood to play on your phone?”

Estrella was speechless. “All right, all right, no phone for me. Happy now?” she retorted. She hadn’t realized how tricky he could be, how difficult to talk to. But seeing him all puffed up and avoiding her gaze, Estrella found it rather endearing. She reached out and touched his face playfully. “Jason, I’ve got to say, you’re quite adorable when you’re jealous, all puffed up like a blowfish.”

Jason’s voice was frosty, “Mo

your hand.”

Estrella withdrew her hand, smacking th

Estrella withdrew her hand, smacking the back of it. “That’s for not being proper, for touching others recklessly. You think

as loose as you, letting themselves be

touched indiscriminately?”

Jason glanced at her coldly but said

thing.

Estrella scooted closer to him in the driver’s seat and probed, “Are you disgusted with me now? Won’t touch me anymore? If that’s the case, I’m doomed without a man, right? What about what just happened…”

Interrupted by Jason’s icy glare, Estrella mimed zipping her lips. “I’ll shut up, shutting up

now.”

True to her word, Estrella fell quiet, resting her chin on her hands as she watched Jason, admiring him as one would a work of art. It seemed she was watching the very person

she adored.

didn’t mind her gaze, but the more she stared, the more

I can’t touch you or stare at you, why

to speak. He knew that once he

Jason had exited the car without paying her any mind, Estrella called out, with her hands

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pockets, “Still

Ποτ τοπο

She was dressed only in a pair of

stretch of his arm, he hooked her neck

laughter, bumping against him playfully. “Not angry anymore?”

pace, dragging her back inside.

in those shorts. At the doorstep, he couldn’t very well strip off his own pants to warm her. And besides,

who still wore a stern expression, and she

NO

arrival Jason’s grim face and Estrella in her summery shorts. “Ms. Estrella, what’s going on?

Mr. Jason

Marie was flabbergasted.

of Estrella’s cavalier attitude, gave her a light smack on the back of the head and turned to Marie, instructing, “Brew

leaning towards Jason. “You worried

face away and headed

Estrella smiled and said reassuringly, “No worries. He just needs

hands in her pockets. For some reason, his displeasure thrilled

you really

could finish her thought, Jason spun around. His gaze landed on her intensely. Estrella, about to throw out another snide comment, was

wrapped her arms around his neck

in Jason. Estrella

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poking me.”

off her jacket and massage parlor uniform, and with a swift motion, he pushed her into the shower. His actions, slightly rough, betrayed

the cold wall. Just as she was about