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

Chapter 281

Isaac’s soft voice was the last thing Estrella heard before she slid under the covers like a thief in the night. Wrapping herself up, she covered her head as if by not seeing Autumn, the awkwardness would disappear into thin air.

At the sound of Isaac’s call, Autumn snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she gazed at Jason sprawled on the bed. “Jason, how did you end up here? And without giving a heads-up?”

If only she’d known he was in Estrella’s room, she would have knocked and waited for a reply before barging in. Now, they hadn’t officially remarried, and Isaac was still wreaking havoc on the bed. Autumn had no choice but to embrace the awkwardness and pick up Isaac. “I’ll take Isaac out. You two better

carried Isaac out, she turned back to one up and come down for breakfast.” As she

the kid’s clothes as well.

Once Autumn left, Estrella kicked off the covers and landed a foot on Jason. “What are you still gawking at? Get up!”

Jason looked at her lazily. “Isaac said he wants a little sister.”

Estrella snapped, “Jason, go to hell!” Cussing him out, she practically booted him onto the floor.

He knew she couldn’t resist his charms, and now he had her wrapped around his finger.

Moments later, they headed downstairs for breakfast. Autumn kept rolling her eyes at Estrella, making Estrella feel so embarrassed she could hardly breathe.

newspaper as if the

were of no consequence to him. It wasn’t until the maid served him oatmeal that he put down the

“I do want to remarry Estrella. We’re going to make

expression barely changed as he ate. “You and Estrella are like oil and water. I’m not optimistic about you two. Plus, there’s Isaac

an issue. I want to give it another shot with

not optimistic.” Cole’s lack of optimism

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your drama without

their family already had a grandchild, and the adults could play

indifference, Jason thought to himself, “He’s indeed a sly old fox. Ninety percent of his daughter’s personality must have been inherited

him.”

“Our former

prepared as we speak. It’ll be served

Estrella slipped the crust of her half-eaten cinnamon roll into his plate as a

not in

at the two beside him-his

had to rush out. Estrella walked him to the door. In the yard, side by side in silence, Jason didn’t speak. Estrella patted his back, a gesture of comfort, urging him to consider her father’s

but her touch made him feel wronged, and he stopped to pull her into an embrace. He rested his chin on her shoulder,

a son. I