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

Jason suspects Isaac might be his son. He even asked me about it earlier today. Just handle it however you see fit.”

they exchanged a few more words and hung

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

still in the hospital. How can you sleep at a time like

lay in bed for a moment with his eyes closed

didn’t object, Kristin sighed with

hospital the day

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

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

Jason pushed open the door to the same hospital room as the day before, he saw Estrella limping over to

they both instinctively looked over, and Isaac immediately clung to Estrella’s leg. Isaac seemed a bit

asked, “What brings you

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

the middle of the night because he wouldn’t stop crying. She just went back,” Estrella

had brought and took bottle from

surpris was met with a nonchalant glance from Jason, who then

at the milk Jason offered, let go of Estrella’s leg and gratefully accepted the bottle,

boy’s hair and helped Estrella to sit at the dining

watched Jason

of her. Estrella could tell at a glance that the breakfast was

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