30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 202

Estrella was about to speak when Jason, seemingly exhausted, rested his head on her shoulder. She turned to look at him as he said, “The end of the year is crazy with meetings, and none of them can be pushed aside. It’s been a week of either rushing from a shot to a meeting or from a meeting to get another shot, and I’ve had this persistent fever. The doc says there’s a shadow on my lung.”

“I’ve been meaning to call you, but every time I thought about how you’d want to discuss divorce as soon as we met, I’d put my phone away. And there’s nothing between me and Holly. Nothing now, and there won’t be in the future.” If he had wanted something with Holly, he’d have signed the divorce papers long ago.

Estrella was about to push him away, but her hands just hovered in the air, frozen by his words. She knew Jason too well after all these years. He was not the type to show weakness, and yet here he was, playing the sympathy card.

She stared at him sideways and asked with a touch of sarcasm, “What’s this? Playing the sad puppy?”

Jason furrowed his brow. “For God’s sake, I’m thirty. What am I supposed to be whining about?”

“Well, then get up if you’re not tired,” challenged Estrella.

“I’m just a bit weary. Let me lean on you.”

“Jason, I’m not falling for this.”

Despite her words, Jason didn’t move his head from her shoulder but didn’t press any further. “You know I don’t respond well to pressure. If you talked to me nicely, maybe I wouldn’t make the divorce so difficult.”

Just as Estrella was about to interject, Jason continued. “Things have been hectic, so let talk about this after the New Year. You’ll need my information and my presence to handle the paperwork, so I’ll go with you.”

“That sounds even more painful than getting a divorce certificate,” she quipped.

“Divorce is something to consider seriously, to be accepted internally. We’ll talk after the New Year.”

“You’re stalling with me now?”

years and a few more months won’t make a difference. If you don’t make a fuss during this

fortune with me?” During their time together, he had never spent much on her Would

“I might.”

tease. Get

“My head hurts.”

not joking with you. The IV’s backflowing.”

the blood

blood had already retreated from the syringe. “It’s fine

“Sure.”

your post-New Year plan, but I won’t bother you while you’re sick. You should head

18, scolded him, “You need to stop wandering around and go back to your

words, the plump nurse ushered Jason out of

chair beside Estrella and asked, “What did Jason just say to you?” Bryce had tried eavesdropping from

about

threw a pillow at him. “Bryce, what’s with

gaze until she said to him, “I didn’t agree, okay? I didn’t sa yes to

Bryce’s expression soften, and he tossed the pillow back onto

after three years, Bryce was still tirelessly persuading Estrella to divorce, he’d probably be

He checked her forehead to ensure

in Estrella’s room, video chatting with Isaac or playing two-handed card games with Estrella to pass

popped in a few times, sometimes bringing fruit, other times soup. Seeing Bryce glued to Estrella’s side made Jason’s blood boil, so he stayed

Jason nor Bryce showed up. Estrella was video chatting with Isaac, seizing the