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 me you’re planning to come

might be his son. He

it,” Estrella responded before they exchanged a few more

still asleep when Kristin woke him. Frowning, he grumbled, “What is it, Mom? Why

How can you sleep at a time like this?” She then added, “I’ve made some chicken soup for Estrella. Get

a moment with his eyes closed before suddenly springing to

object, Kristin sighed with relief, “That’s more like

had already visited the hospital the day he landed, but

“Hurry up and go, or else Estrella might have finished her meal by the time you get

early in the morning, Jason drove to

Jason pushed open the door to the same hospital room as the day before, he saw Estrella limping over to prepare a bottle of milk for Isaac, who was

looked over, and Isaac immediately clung to Estrella’s leg. Isaac seemed a bit wary of

brings you here so

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

in the middle of the night because he wouldn’t

Jason set down the breakfast he had brought

aback by Jason’s familiarity with preparing baby formula. Her surpris was met with a nonchalant glance from Jason, who then handed the

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

Estrella to sit at the

watched Jason and said simply, “Thanks.”

front of her. Estrella 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.

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