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

Chapter 128

Estrella glanced at him, the discomfort of her monthly visitor painting her mood in shades of grey. “Aunt Flo’s in town, not exactly feeling chipper.”

Jason couldn’t help but chuckle. “Hang in there, and it’ll pass in a few days. I’ll make it up to you, with interest.”

His nonchalant demeanor hung in the air as Estrella simply watched him, words

unspoken. Their eyes locked for a moment before Estrella, half-squinting, probed, “Jason, is there something you’re keeping from me?”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stared at her for a long while before standing up to unfasten his tie and hang his jacket on the coat rack, asking, “What exactly are you referring to?”

Secrets and undisclosed truths were woven into the fabric of their relationship.

At his response, Estrella fell silent. What more could she pry from him if he’d already laid his cards on the table? It was better to dig up the dirt herself.

Jason turned to find Estrella turned away, silent. “Not hungry?” he asked.

With the back of her head to him, she replied, “No appetite.”

Truth be told, it was her spirits that were low. She thought she might’ve been pregnant, but a test dashed that hope, leaving her feeling as though she’d slept through the past days for naught.

Seeing her weighed down with thoughts, Jason didn’t tease her further. He changed clothes and retreated to the adjacent study.

was lukewarm

She even

fetch water to clean her up, but Estrella bolted upright. “I

cut him off. “Don’t even think about joining me. Don’t push your luck.” With that, she dashed to the bathroom and

the bathroom, Estrella secured a sample in a box before stepping under the soothing cascade of the shower.

she returned to bed, where Jason pulled her close. This time, she

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and soon drifted to sleep in his

to visit the hospital. The matter that kept her up at night needed resolving. She sought to clear the fog that

accompanying Logan to meet a client, she returned to the office. A colleague called out, “Ms. Estrella, there’s a client in the lounge

striding in her sleek gray suit and heels.

open to find a familiar face rising from the couch. “Estrella,” the woman greeted.

face the voice, finding it vaguely familiar

the girl clarified. “Estrella, I’m Zoey. We’ went to

been years since we last met.” With a friendly chuckle, she came closer, extending a cup of coffee

the coffee from Estrella, smiled, and explained, “I had LASIK eye surgery, hence

couch, casually inquiring, “Are you here for legal consultation, or do you need to initiate

hands, Zoey fixed a solemn gaze on Estrella. “I

her digital voice recorder and opened her notebook. “Go on,

a middle school English teacher and he’s a P.E. teacher at