30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 174

Pausing in her tracks, she tucked her hands into the deep pockets of her coat, slowly exhaled a breath, and then, with a smile playing on her lips, asked, “Something on your mind?”

Jason strode up to her, one hand casually buried in his pocket, the other playfully brushing away a stray lock of hair from her forehead. “Not heading home?”

His nonchalance was met with a chuckle from Estrella. After her laughter subsided, she gently pushed his hand away. “I’m not joking with you, Jason. I am serious about getting a divorce.”

His hand, once removed, curled into a loose fist. “I was out of line with what I said the other day.”

Following his clash with Grayson at the bar, Jason had mulled over both his words and those of his friend, admitting to himself that claiming Dorvold Group couldn’t clinch the deal if he had intervened was indeed an overstatement.

“So, are you apologizing?” Estrella, hands still pocketed, looked at him with an amused smile. “Alright, I accept your apology, but Jason, we’re really not right for each other. Let’s just go through with the proceedings, okay?”

As Estrella brushed past him, Jason caught her arm. “About the other day, seeing Holly was just-”

Before Jason could finish, Estrella cut him off. “Jason, I’m not interested in who you see or what you do. I just don’t want to be with you anymore.”

had tried, given chances, but tolerance and patience had their limits. Once exhausted, she had no intention of

back with a bit more force. His persistence annoyed her. “What is it you want, Jason? Don’t tell me you’re not ready for divorce. Nearly three years of marriage and I can see the indifference written all over your face.

was met with a fierce glare from Jason. “Are,

I’m adamant about the divorce.”

end this marriage soon, she feared he might

on divorce evident, Jason’s grip tightened, veins on the back of his hand standing

the bandage on her ring finger still intact, the wound beneath not yet healed. As she reclaimed her hand, Jason bit back, teeth clenched in irony, “Fine, you want a

retreating figure until he rounded the corner towards the elevator, then she entered her apartment, closing the door gently behind her. She stood still for a moment, hand pressed to her

that. Estrella didn’t

less frequently. Each return to the empty house, devoid of warmth or liveliness, left him feeling hollow inside.

smiling in greeting, but as he focused, he found

matter what. Even if Jason didn’t come home at night, she would wait for him.

in thought, Jason eventually

he was about to leave, Marie stopped him. Mr. Jason, aren’t you

and she’ll come back. In Marie’s eyes, Estrella was a woman of