30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 126

When Jason arrived, Bryce and the others toned down their chatter, abandoning their private conversations for some inconsequential gossip.

After dinner, Bryce walked home with Jesse, while Estrella naturally returned to Sandalwood Oasis with Jason. They exchanged sparse, trivial comments in the car, but the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

Upon arriving, Estrella had somehow already fallen asleep without Jason noticing. He gazed at her for a moment before deciding to pick her up and carry her inside. Jason realized she hadn’t gained much weight. Her 5’7″ frame was still feather-light.

“Back already?” Marie whispered with a soft chuckle as she greeted Jason, who was carrying Estrella in.

“Mm,” Jason replied curtly, taking Estrella upstairs and gently laying her on the bed.

Kneeling by the bed, Jason was haunted by the memory of their midnight talk when Estrella mentioned how his push had caused her internal bruising. His heart clenched uncomfortably. He also thought about how she hadn’t informed him of her car accident. last year and how she preferred to call Jesse to take her to the hospital rather than reach out to him.

Jason watched her in silence for a moment, remembering the slap he had given her, remembering the fire she was accused of setting. Despite his reluctance to believe she was guilty, the evidence was damning. Their relationship was irreparably altered.

Estrella stirred in her sleep, and Jason, expressionless, stood up. She did not wake as he pulled the covers over her.

Meanwhile, Bryce had just dropped Jesse off at her place when her father, Tori, called. Annoyed, Jesse hung up, but Tori called right back.

bed,” Jesse snapped when she picked up. “Whatever it is, can

unbothered. “Come home now. The driver’s right behind you, and there’s no need to make

see the driver standing a few feet away, then begrudgingly got into the car, muttering about the inevitability of facing her father

with Damita and Melinda, were at home. They were all smiles until Jesse entered,

greeted her with a chilling

upon a time, Damita feigned warmth, but as the rift between Jesse and Tori

hands in her pockets and faced Tori, “What’s it, Dad? Make it

could continue, Damita interjected, “Look at her, Tori, no trace of femininity left. What kind of girl cuts her hair short like that? Acts so brashly?

mad by both my children,” Damita lamented as if she had always regarded Jesse as her

trying to mediate, “Enough, Mom. Jesse has her own preferences, and

Damita’s provocation made him view Jesse not

charade. “Spare me the act, will

Look at the disrespect! She doesn’t care about either of

this Saturday,” Tori stated coldly. “You’ll have lunch with Hanson, and our

taken aback, but she quickly pieced together that Tori must’ve influenced their decision. “I won’t