30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 87

Approaching Estrella’s suite, Jason fished out a key card from his pocket without breaking stride and tapped it against the door sensor. The lock clicked open, and he sauntered inside, hands buried deep in his pockets.

There she was, Estrella, curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow, seemingly oblivious to the world. Jason’s expression darkened, his features growing stormier than the night sky outside.

He hadn’t been back to his place in days, had even brought Serene along for a retreat at the resort, and they’d had a few spats just that evening. Yet there Estrella was, snoozing away as if nothing mattered.

How could she be so indifferent?

Gazing at Estrella in the dimness, it dawned on Jason just how little he mattered to her. Grayson had tried to console Jason earlier, insisting Estrella had feelings for him, that she hadn’t even considered anyone else and had married him straight away. But Jason suspected Estrella just couldn’t be bothered with the hassle and was solely focused ticking off a box to have a child.

Jason moved closer to the bed, eyes locked on the oblivious Estrella for a long moment. Then, with barely a hint of annoyance, he nudged her exposed foot with his own before shooting her a glare and making his way to the bathroom.

Emerging from the bathroom, Jason felt an inexplicable sense of calm wash over him as he stared at the still-sleeping Estrella. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he tousled his hair dry with a towel before stretching out beside her.

Since he entered, he hadn’t flipped on the main lights, just operated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp, as if reluctant to disturb the sleeper.

He turned to watch Estrella for a while, finding the silence of the moment surprisingly comforting. Just as he was about to succumb to sleep, a sharp kick to his lower back. jolted him awake. His face soured, but before he could reach for the lamp, the room. blazed with light.

Estrella’s voice, sharp and annoyed, cut through, “Jason, what the hell is wrong with you? Why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night? Don’t you have your own. bed?”

The light revealed Jason beside her, and the shock on her face quickly morphed into anger. He did it several times throughout the night. What on earth was he up to? Already grumpy from being woken up, Estrella thought the kick she delivered was more than justified.

Sitting up and rubbing his back, Jason shot back, “Damn

too used

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around, aren’t you?”

then pointed

her with a cool Nelson International. Every room was his

The entire resort

the place, slid out of bed in her bare

you think you’re going in the middle of the night?” he growled, and

light thud, Estrella was too winded to

back from her face, she confronted him. “Jason, what

would I be looking for you? Who else am I

bottle of pain-relief oil, and started rubbing it onto his lower back. “You

of

“You should

he sprawled out on the bed. “Can’t reach the spot. Help me out, or I’m

hadn’t argued earlier that evening, and he hadn’t been away for several days.

threaten her.

as he was, she still picked up the

you trying to kill your own husband?” Jason

oil bottle onto his back with a thud. “If you don’t like my touch, feel

fine, do as you please,” Jason conceded, then snatched her hand and placed it back on his