Estre slowed her pace and, with her usual nonchnt smile, quipped, “Finding me to file awsuit?”


    It was as though she and Jason were mere acquaintances, not husband and


    wife.


    Jason flicked the remains of his cigarette to the ground and stamped it out. “Not nning oning


    home?”


    She quirked a brow and gestured to the door behind her. “Hey! Isn’t that my home?”


    Jason, with his hands buried in his pockets, watched Estre in silence for a moment before speaking


    up, “Estre, I’m here now. Let’s both step back, and besides, Mom’s starting to get suspicious.”


    Estre nearlyughed. She had retreated as far as she could. Where else was she supposed to go?


    However, she didn’t feel like arguing with Jason about who was right or wrong. Suppressing a yawn,


    she said, “Deal with your mom on your own. I need to get some sleep.”


    As Estre turned towards her door, Jason caught her arm, pulling her back.


    Estre faced him.. “Jason, what’s the deal? It’ste at night. Don’t make me call security.””


    Jason gripped her arm and spun her back towards him. “I’m giving you a way out here, Estre. Take


    the hint.”


    “Don’t bother!” she snapped. “I don’t need it. Besides, I’m notorious for being shameless, which you


    should know by now.”


    Did she have to ept it just because he offered? Who did he think he was?


    Estre was unfazed, and Jason was losing his cool. He hade all the way here, humbled himself


    before her, yet she still demanded more? Jason swallowed his “What do you want?”


    anger.


    Estre pulled her hand free, exasperated. “Mr. Jason, stop looking for me. Stay out of my sight, and I’ll


    be over the moon.”


    She had stopped seeking him out, but time after time, he came to her, never with good intentions,


    always ending in arguments. They should just stay far apart!


    Jason furrowed his brows. “You’ve made up your mind, then? You want a divorce?”


    “Yes, I do!” Estre began, but Jason cut her off. “Don’t even think about it, Estre. Get back to


    Sandalwood Oasis, or it’s bad for both ourpanies.”


    Estre chuckled, mocking him, “Jason, I never realized how hypocritical you could be. When you


    didn’te back, why didn’t you consider thepanies then? If you y your


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    games, I’ll y mine.” She put up with enough for the sake of their marriage, turning a blind eye to all


    the rumors about him. Now, she didn’t care. What was him in his heart. now anyway?


    Since he gave her no respect, he should not expect any in return. If he made her life hard, why not


    make it hard for each other?


    Jason turned pale. “Fine, Estre. You want to y hardball? Let’s see who dares to have you then.”


    Estre pushed past him. “Excuse me, don’t block my way. I need to sleep.”


    As she tried to move past him, Jason grabbed her arm and mmed her against the nearby wall,


    leaning in to kiss her lips. It was a fierce, overwhelming kiss from Jason, but Estre pushed him away


    fiercely and, with a sharp p across his face, she said, “Jason, I held back from exposing you out of


    respect. Could you show some decency? Don’t mess with me just because you’re unhappy. I’ve


    facilitated things for you. I’ve moved out of Sandalwood Oasis. If you, Jason, are willing, I’m ready to


    split up anytime. What more do you want?”


    Jason’s face burned from the p. Through gritted teeth, he asked, “Why wouldn’t I want to continue


    our marriage?”


    Estreughed in frustration. “Are you treating me like a fool, or do you think I’m blind? You pine for


    Holly in front of me. I helped you out of a car, but you didn’t even let me touch you. Some trivial issue


    came up at Serene’s, and you rushed back overnight.”


    “You despise me so much, and you can’t stand my touch. Isn’t it better if I stay away? And now you’re


    here at Waterfall Acres, blocking my way. What do you really want? Do you want some kind of


    evidence against me? Should I just give it to you in and simple?”


    After a tiring day and with her stomach still not fully recovered, Estre was truly annoyed by all this.


    She had already distanced herself. What more did Jason want?


    He might not need rest, but others did. She hadn’t wanted to argue with Jason about. these things, but


    he was being too relentless.


    When Estre brought up Holly and Serene, Jason’s hands returned to his pockets, and after a long


    silence, he finally looked at her and said, “Estre, don’t be so unreasonable.”


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    “Yeah, yeah, I’m unreasonable. I’m inconsiderate. Go find someone else to reminisce with. I’m done


    ying this game.”


    Jason’s face was a picture of frustration. He blocked Estre’s path without yielding, so she pushed


    him aside. “Don’te around anymore. You deal with your family.” For over two years, she had


    managed the messes he made, exining things away to her family.


    Seeing that Estre was serious, that she wouldn’te back even when he came to fetch her, Jason


    didn’t bother trying to reason with her or argue anymore. He simply grabbed her by the nape of her


    neck and steered her toward the elevator.


    Estre resisted, pushing Jason away to hit the elevator button, but he blocked her. “Enough with the


    drama. Are you really going to stay here and not go home?”


    As the elevator descended, Estre, furious, pummeled him with her bag. “Can’t you ever stop? It’s


    late. Do you have to disturb everyone’s rest?” She was genuinely tired and her stomach was still


    aching.


    Jason didn’t retaliate but just held her by the nape, pulling her to stand beside him.


    Momentster, the elevator doors opened, and as he ushered Estre out, she stumbled but caught


    herself. Turning to face him, she said, “Jason, it took me a long time to decide to let you go. Don’t take


    it for granted. Otherwise, I might change my mind and start demanding a baby. Then don’t me me


    for being ruthless.”


    Jason, once more gripping the back of her neck, guided her towards the parking lot. “Fine, have as


    many kids as you want.”


    Estre dered with a bold challenge, “Whoever doesn’t bring kids into this world is a


    chicken!”


    When the two returned to their Sandalwood Oasis abode, Estre seized the opportunity while Jason


    was next door in the study fetching something to lock the master bedroom door from the inside.


    Jason came back to find the door wouldn’t budge. His face twisted in annoyance as he rattled the


    doorknob and pushed against the door, calling out, “Estre, open up!”


    Inside, Estre was sprawled out on the bed, carelessly kicking theforter over herself, enveloping


    her body from head to toe, tantly ignoring Jason.


    Jason had no intention of having a child with her, and even if he was up for it, she wasn’t in the least bit


    interested. It was a standoff, with Estre confident that she could oust


    him. Sooner orter, he’d have to broach the subject.


    And if he didn’t, well, she would, but not now. She was too caught up in dealing with Ryan’s case and


    didn’t have the energy to bicker with him.


    Burrowing herself under the nkets, Estre ignored Jason’s persistent knocking, drifting off into her


    own slumber.


    But with no lunch or dinner, hunger pangs jolted her awake in the dead of night. Lying. motionless on


    the bed, she resisted the urge to get up and scavenge for food, but her stomach was having none of it,


    growling loud enough to disrupt her rest.


    After tossing and turning, Estre sat up abruptly. Her hair was a tousled mess. She decided to grab a


    bite after all.


    Slipping on her slippers, she sleepily opened the door, only to find Jason, with his arms crossed,


    leaning against the doorway of the opposite room, watching her intently. In a sh, her drowsiness


    vanished, and she instinctively stepped back.


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