30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 54

him, calling out again for the ‘lover’.

After checking under the bed and in the bathroom, Estrella finally opened the closet, then closed it. “Well, Jason, what now?”

Every nook and cranny was searched, and still nothing found.

Jason stared at Estrella for a long moment, then slowly approached the bed. His gaze settled on the neatly made bed, finally resting on something at the foot.

Estrella watched him, expecting some sort of explanation. After a long stare, just as Jason was about to leave, he paused. Bending down, he picked up a short hair from the foot of the bed.

Estrella claimed it was hers with cool confidence.

Jason, skeptical, moved towards the wardrobe, pushed Estrella aside, and opened it. Atop the wardrobe, Bryce froze, watching Jason like a statue.

When Jason saw someone in the closet, it was like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on him. But upon realizing it was Bryce, he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how reckless Estrella might be, she wouldn’t be involved with Bryce. And Bryce wouldn’t dare cross that line with Estrella.

The two looked at each other, and finally, it was Bryce who spoke first. He called out, “Hi.”

a casual ultimatum, “You coming down on

than to

had turned sheepish. “Jason, I was just

practically on the floor. “Bryce, weren’t you out building schools?” he blurted out, visibly shocked. What Drew hadn’t expected was that Estrella’s

I came back to rest

out before him. He leaned

you were just being a jerk and nothing

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had heard a man’s voice on Estrella’s phone, but he hadn’t really gone after her. His entire focus

that only you dare to bite into. She’s so fierce, I go limp

oath, “Man, I swear, there’s nothing shady going on between Estrella and

Estrella under the bus without a second thought, even went so far as to say she was such a tough nut to crack that he couldn’t get it up around her. Estrella’s face soured like she’d bitten into a lemon, and she kicked Bryce several times in response, “Bryce, you ungrateful mutt, what the hell kind of talk is