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

“It’s late, don’t tell

replied, “Cut it out with the wild guesses. I’m just letting you know Jason suspects Isaac might be his son. He even asked me about it

exchanged a few more words

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

word, Kristin slapped him awake, “Estrella’s still in the hospital. How can you sleep at a time like

for a moment with his eyes closed before

sighed with relief, “That’s more like

hospital the day he landed, but Kristin

“Hurry up and go, or else Estrella might

the soup his mother had prepared early in the morning, Jason drove

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

they both instinctively looked over, and Isaac immediately clung to Estrella’s leg. Isaac seemed a bit wary of Jason, but his big eyes couldn’t help but reveal his curiosity as he

asked, “What brings you here

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

brought him back in the middle of the night because he wouldn’t stop crying. She

brought and took bottle from her

formula. Her surpris was met with a nonchalant glance from Jason, who then handed the well-mixed bottle to

of Estrella’s leg and

helped Estrella to sit at the dining

help, Estrella watched Jason and said simply, “Thanks.”

in front of her. Estrella could tell at a glance that the breakfast was Kristin’s handiwork; Estrella had eaten Kristin’s cooking countless times

dining table, Isaac’s eyes lit up, and he stopped drinking his milk.