30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 11

“Yeah.”

Estrella playfully teased, “So are you’re smitten yet? Ready to start a family with me?” Scooping her up in a sideways embrace, Jason headed toward the bathroom, “Let’s do it.” With a content smile, Estrella murmured, “Thanks, boss.”

Despite her feisty words, as soon as Jason placed her in the bathtub, she was out like a light, fast asleep. Jason had been on the verge of giving in, contemplating sleeping with her after all. His face turned stormy with the realization that he’d been played.

The next morning, Estrella woke with a splitting headache, having no recollection of the previous night’s events. Jason was already gone from her side.

In the following days, Jason fell off the radar, just like old times. When Kristin called to check on them, Estrella finally sent him a message. It wasn’t long before Drew-called back, informing her that Jason was away on business.

It was Friday evening, and the office was emptying out, but Estrella was still working overtime. Her phone buzzed on the desk as she reviewed documents. Without looking up, she reached for the phone, but paused when she saw Jason’s name on the display. Two years into their marriage, and this was the first time he had ever called her first.

Snapping out of her daze, she realized it was nearly eight o’clock, and answered, “Back from your trip?”

On the other end, Jason’s voice was cool, “Yeah.”

“You’re at home, I assume.” she continued, “Go take a shower. I’ll be home by the time you’re done.”

a brief pause, he hung up the phone.

of annoyance, he tossed the phone onto the car’s dashboard, wishing he could crack open Estrella’s head

her things and left the office. Moments later, striding in her heels, she spotted Jason’s limited edition Maybach

realized Jason had come for her himself a first since their marriage. In the past, he’d often picked her up, but that

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replied tersely, glancing at her as she buckled up,

Estrella leaned back and watched Jason with

hand, resting his fingers

like you,” Estrella

hand twitched on the steering wheel, sending

cast a

cheek, turning her face forward, “What are you talking about? Are

you check when we get home?” she suggested