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

Jason suspects Isaac might be his son. He even asked me about

it,” Estrella responded before they exchanged a few

him. Frowning, he grumbled, “What is it, Mom? Why

a time like this?” She then added, “I’ve made some

his eyes closed before suddenly

sighed with relief, “That’s more

had already visited the hospital the day he landed, but Kristin was

and go, or else Estrella

his mother had prepared early in the morning, Jason drove

room as the day before, he saw Estrella limping over to prepare a bottle of milk

to Estrella’s leg. Isaac seemed a bit wary of Jason, but his big eyes couldn’t help but reveal his curiosity

brings

brought the chicken soup my mom made for you,” Jason said casually, then turned

brought him back in the middle of the night because he

speaking, Jason set down the breakfast he had brought and took bottle from her hand

was met with a nonchalant glance from Jason, who then handed the

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

and helped Estrella

watched Jason and said

could tell at a glance that the breakfast was Kristin’s handiwork; Estrella had eaten Kristin’s cooking countless times since she was a child.

dining table, Isaac’s eyes lit up, and he