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

the other hand, was the picture of calm, casually reading the newspaper a morning’s events were of no consequence to him. It wasn’t until the maid served him oatmeal

do want to remarry Estrella. We’re going to

expression barely changed as he ate. “You and Estrella are like oil and water. I’m not

an issue. I want to

not optimistic.” Cole’s lack of optimism

he asked Dorvold Group

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with a wry smile, “Look, Jason, Estrella can handle your drama without breaking a sweat. As for you, well, you’d better consider if

their family already had a grandchild, and the adults could play their games, but marriage was

indeed a sly old fox. Ninety percent of his daughter’s

him.”

the maid. “Our former

maid hurriedly replied, “Sir, it’s being prepared as we speak.

her half-eaten cinnamon roll into his plate as a token of comfort, while Isaac shared his

in law.

beside him-his wife and son in

yard, side by side in silence,

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

by his antics, turned to him. “Jason, think about it. I have a son. I can handle the waiting game. You better decide if you’re up