30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 142

No sooner had Nick left the law firm than he made a beeline for the woman who had driven the Mercedes last time.

In the cozy corner of a quaint café, Nick had a stark transformation. The arrogance that clung to him in the firm dissipated into a subdued gloom, his face etched with the weight of the world.

Across from him, the woman reached out and clasped his hand. “Nick, what’s wrong?”

He looked at her, a picture of helplessness. “The court session was yesterday. My wife. didn’t have a leg to stand on, no evidence to speak of. They couldn’t take their frustration out on me directly, so they went and smashed my car.”

As he spoke, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, only deep sorrow.

The woman patted his hand in a comforting gesture, and Nick continued, “I just don’t get it. Why are Lexi’s family so hell-bent on making me the scapegoat? Why take it all out on me?”

“We’ve been married for over two years, and Lexi’s health issues meant we couldn’t have kids. Not once did my parents or I complain. We didn’t want to pressure her, so we never even mentioned children around her.

“I think Lexi must have acted out of guilt, and I’m heartbroken about it. I’ve spent my days working or at the hospital taking care of her, shouldering the medical bills alone. I can’t fathom why her parents won’t let up on me.

“I can sympathize with them, to an extent, but I’m my own person, raised by loving parents. Why are they trying to drag me down, even going as far as to smash my car?”

Nick’s face was the very image of grief as he spoke.

Seeing his spirits low, she held his hand tightly. “Nick, some people are just selfish. Don’t take it to heart. As long as your conscience is clear, that’s what matters. Besides, if they want to frame you, they’ll need evidence. They can’t just accuse you without proof.”

when this whole farce will end. I hope Lexi wakes up soon so they’ll

remained silent. Then, reaching into her bag, she pulled out her Mercedes SUV keys and placed them in his palm. “Look, Nick,

hand back the keys immediately. “I

woman, an entrepreneur with her own start-up and six years Nick’s senior. They had met at a gym. She pushed the keys back into his hand and insisted, “Nick, no formalities between us, okay? Besides, I have more cars than I can drive.

the way, is your wife’s medical bill covered?” She then took out an envelope filled with cash and handed it to him. “I happen to have two thousand here. Take this for now,

looked at

said sternly, “If you think of

and the cash tightly, expressing his sincerity,

talk about that

money and keys, they left the café and headed to a nearby

a clear sign that the afternoon had taken its toll in exchange for the cash and

seven hours. That’s quite a marathon,” Keegan muttered to himself as he captured

home from work to find an early surprise – Jason was already there, donning an apron and bustling about the kitchen. Leaning languidly against the doorway, arms folded, she watched him as if amused by

He greeted her with a start, “You’re back.”

she replied with a smile, eyeing him up and down before gesturing to the kitchen.

like

been a promise long ago, one where Jason had vowed to cook for Estrella. But after a fallout, that promise

between them. Just the previous night, Estrella had taken the initiative, which had left Jason in high spirits all day. So, he had come home early to cook

his shoulder but found him too tall. She poked his back with her chin, “Crouch down a bit. I