30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 227

Jason brushed off the attempt at conversation and headed upstairs without a word.

After a quick shower, Jason descended the stairs to find that Kristin was no longer in the living room, but her copy of The Strategies of Love remained on the coffee table.

Rubbing his hair dry with a towel, he eyed the book for a moment before tossing the towel aside and picking it up. As he skimmed through the pages, his expression visibly changed.

His mom must be losing her marbles.

As he flipped through a few more pages, Kristin’s voice suddenly rang out from beside him, “I knew it. Deep down, you’re still hoping to reconcile with Estrella. You agreed to a divorce as a strategic retreat, a classic case of playing hard to get, right?”

Startled by her sudden appearance, Jason quickly tossed the book back onto the table, replying indifferently, “Mom, you know you are not the sharpest tool in the shed. Maybe take it easy on this stuff.”

Kristin retorted, “What did you just say? After all the running around I do for you…”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Jason, hands back in his pockets, ascended the staircase once again. Once divorced, it was not that easy to go back.

Watching his retreating figure, Kristin called after him, “Where do you think you’re going? The least you could do is say something, and make your position clear.”

The sound of the door slamming shut was Jason’s only response.

Meanwhile, in the hospital ward.

Autumn had just brought Isaac back from the hospital, and Bryce’s call came through

the chase, “It’s late, don’t tell

the wild guesses. I’m just letting you know Jason suspects Isaac might be his son. He even asked me about

Estrella responded before they exchanged a few

him. Frowning, he grumbled, “What is

awake, “Estrella’s still in the hospital. How can you sleep at a time like this?” She then added, “I’ve

bed for a moment with his eyes closed before

with relief, “That’s

had already visited the hospital the day

“Hurry up and go, or else Estrella

mother had prepared early in the morning, Jason drove to the hospital.

as the day before, he saw Estrella limping over to prepare a bottle of milk for Isaac, who was gazing up at her with earnest eyes.

leg. Isaac seemed a bit wary

brings

brought the chicken soup my mom made for you,” Jason said casually, then turned to Isaac, “Didn’t the little

middle of the night because he wouldn’t

set down the breakfast he had brought

met with a

go of Estrella’s leg and gratefully accepted the bottle, cooing a “Thank you, Sir.”

and helped Estrella to

help, Estrella watched Jason and said simply,

didn’t respond but began to lay out the breakfast in front of her. Estrella could tell at a glance that the breakfast was Kristin’s handiwork; Estrella

of the spread on the dining table, Isaac’s eyes lit up, and he stopped