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.

snapped when she picked up.

now. The driver’s right behind you, and

a few feet away, then begrudgingly got into

with Damita and Melinda, were at home. They were all

her with

Damita feigned warmth, but as the rift between

her pockets and faced Tori, “What’s

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

children,” Damita lamented

in, trying to mediate, “Enough, Mom. Jesse has her own preferences, and we shouldn’t

only darkened Tori’s mood. Damita’s provocation made him view Jesse not as a daughter but

me the act,

“Tori, do you see this? Look at the disrespect! She doesn’t care

who valued power and demanded obedience, was incensed by Jesse’s defiance. “You’ll clear your schedule this Saturday,” Tori stated coldly. “You’ll have lunch with Hanson, and our families will have dinner. No arguments. It’s

must’ve influenced their decision. “I won’t be going. You can go without me,” Jesse’s voice was