30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 243

Talk about a man with a plan. Mr. Jason was the king of schemes.

Estrella shot Jason a look that could only be described as pitying the hopelessly clueless. Upon noticing her incredulous expression, Jason leaped at the chance to demonstrate his loyalty. “Babe, I swear on everything that’s holy not a word I just said was a lie. If you don’t believe me, have your colleagues at the office run a check. I’m as broke as a church mouse.”

Drew, sensing an opportunity to chime in, quickly assured her, “Ms. Estrella, I personally put together those documents last night, and you have my word on that.”

Before Estrella could utter a response, Drew smoothly pulled the car over into a parking space, saying, “Ms. Estrella, we’re stuck in traffic anyway. How about we grab something to eat? I’m starving too.”

The duo’s tag-team act ultimately led Estrella to relent and step out of the car. Frankly, Estrella couldn’t care less if Jason ate or not, but Drew worked for Jason, and it wasn’t right to drag Drew into their personal affairs. Besides, Drew had been nothing but good to her over the years, so she decided to indulge him this once.

“Four orders of pancakes, two coffees, that’ll be $9.50. You can pay by cash or card.”

As the vendor handed over the pancakes and coffee, Jason turned to Estrella, clearly waiting for her to foot the bill. Estrella crossed her arms and didn’t show any intention of/ opening her wallet.

Meanwhile, Drew was busy devouring the pancakes, not giving a second thought to the matter of payment.

“Honey,” Jason called out to Estrella, signaling for her to pay.

Estrella glanced at Drew, and the moment their eyes met, Drew, who had been obliviously eating, suddenly realized he was expected to pay and took off running without another word.

As Drew sprinted away, he called back, “Oh, right, Ms. Estrella, I need to take those documents back to the office. I’ll head there now.”

wait for Jason’s approval before he disappeared into the distance. Drew knew that if he solved everything, he’d ruin Jason’s chance with Ms. Estrella. He couldn’t mess up

showing him any pity and letting him

dash, became wary and asked, “That’ll be $9.50. Who’s paying?”

to Estrella to whisper, “I’m honestly broke, not a penny to my name.” He then offered

his phone, nor did she seem inclined to pay. Instead, she addressed

off $9.50, she was willing

up and down, chuckled, and said, “Miss, you’re quite the joker. This

“No worries. Sell a pancake, and let him give a peck on the cheek to a lady. I assure you that

he was about to eat fell to the ground with a plop. That heartless, wicked

burst into laughter at Estrella’s suggestion, but before he could finish his thought, Jason slammed the pancakes and coffee on the counter, snatched Estrella’s purse, took out her wallet and handed

and coffee, and dragged Estrella back

Maybach, Jason said with a stern face, “Sell a pancake

to mind?” Estrella retorted, “Isn’t spreading rumors

indulged in scandalous affairs Those were all fabrications by others. Except for her, he had

a long moment, Jason declared, “One peck for a pancake, right? Well, we had four orders, so

hers. Estrella couldn’t push him away due to his assertiveness.

blows to his already sore spots,

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