30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 233

Why was Jason here? Estrella had just sent out a notification to everyone but him, and yet he showed up so swiftly.

The ringleader cornering Estrella spat on the ground with a vicious look and, gripping a metal pipe in hand, started towards the newcomer. As the ringleader got close to Jason, he brandished the pipe and sneered, “Who the hell are you? I’d advise you to mind your own-”

Before the man could finish his sentence, Jason raised the baseball bat in his hand and violently smashed it down towards the man’s head. Blood trickled from a gash on the man’s forehead the next second. His cronies were stunned, turning to stare at Jason with bewildered expressions.

The leader, brow furrowed and wiping the blood from his head, roared at his men, “What are you morons staring at? Get him!”

The remaining thugs, riled up by their leader’s command, charged at Jason with their own weapons raised.

Inside Estrella’s SUV, Keegan noticed their attackers had shifted focus and turned to Estrella, “Ms. Estrella, that guy looks like Mr. Jason.”

Estrella’s gaze was fixed ahead, “It’s him.”

With that confirmation, Keegan quickly unlocked the door, “I need to go help Mr. Jason.”

Estrella grabbed Keegan’s arm. Just as Keegan was about to protest, she handed tire iron from beside her seat. “Take this.” Ever since Jesse had been cornered by three years ago, they always kept some kind of weapon in their cars.

to exit the vehicle, Keegan held her back, “Ms Estrella, your leg’s

were up against a group of men, and if things went south, Estrella’s safety could b compromised. Keegan’s priority was to ensure her protection, even

courage, Keegan flung open the door and stepped out. Before closing the door, he reminded

his advice, locking the door after Keegan left.

Jason, swinging the tire iron. But he wasn’t cut out for fighting; instead

the passenger seat, Estrella

Estrella’s SUV. Keegan was also taking a brutal beating. “Son of a bitch, you

teeth in pain, he leaned against the

worry and an urge to

Estrella opening the door, Jason’s expression changed. He quickly shut it, ordering her sternly, “Lock the door. Don’t

was transported back to their school days when Jason would fearlessly protect her. It was as if

closed in with knives and clubs,

the door. If her leg had been healed, she would have

heart ached, and

escalated, Estrella’s resolve