Approaching Estre’s suite, Jason fished out a key card from his pocket without breaking stride and
tapped it against the door sensor. The lock clicked open, and he sauntered inside, hands buried deep
in his pockets.
There she was, Estre, curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow, seemingly oblivious to the world.
Jason’s expression darkened, his features growing stormier than the night sky outside.
He hadn’t been back to his ce in days, had even brought Serene along for a retreat at the resort,
and they’d had a few spats just that evening. Yet there Estre was, snoozing away as if nothing
mattered.
How could she be so indifferent?
Gazing at Estre in the dimness, it dawned on Jason just how little he mattered to her. Grayson had
tried to console Jason earlier, insisting Estre had feelings for him, that she hadn’t even considered
anyone else and had married him straight away. But Jason suspected Estre just couldn’t be bothered
with the hassle and was solely focused ticking off a box to have a child.
Jason moved closer to the bed, eyes locked on the oblivious Estre for a long moment. Then, with
barely a hint of annoyance, he nudged her exposed foot with his own before shooting her a re and
making his way to the bathroom.
Emerging from the bathroom, Jason felt an inexplicable sense of calm wash over him as he stared at
the still-sleeping Estre. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he tousled his hair dry with a towel before
stretching out beside her.
Since he entered, he hadn’t flipped on the main lights, just operated by the soft glow of the bedside
lamp, as if reluctant to disturb the sleeper.
He turned to watch Estre for a while, finding the silence of the moment surprisinglyforting. Just
as he was about to sumb to sleep, a sharp kick to his lower back. jolted him awake. His face
soured, but before he could reach for themp, the room. zed with light.
Estre’s voice, sharp and annoyed, cut through, “Jason, what the hell is wrong with you? Why did you
sneak into my room in the middle of the night? Don’t you have your own. bed?”
The light revealed Jason beside her, and the shock on her face quickly morphed into anger. He did it
several times throughout the night. What on earth was he up to? Already grumpy from being woken up,
Estre thought the kick she delivered was more than justified.
Sitting up and rubbing his back, Jason shot back, “Damn
getting a little too used to
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throwing your weight around, aren’t you?”
Estre grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him, then pointed to the door and said, “Get out.
Go to your own room.”
Catching the pillow, Jason scanned her with a cool Nelson International. Every room was his by rights.
aze. The entire resort belonged to
Estre, realizing that he was indeed the boss of the ce, slid out of bed in her bare feet. “Fine, you
won’t leave? I will.”
As Estre headed for the door, Jason grabbed her arm, pulling her back to the bed. “Where do you
think you’re going in the middle of the night?” he growled, and then softened, “I’ve been looking for you
all night. Can’t you give me a break?”
Pulled back onto the bed with a light thud, Estre was too winded to be angry. Pushing
ly want?” her hair back from her face, she confronted him. “Jason, what do you really
Jason searched through the hotel’s first aid kit for medicine as he spoke. “Why else would I be looking
for you? Who else am I supposed to turn to?” There was a hint of vulnerability in his voice.
He found a bottle of pain-relief oil, and started rubbing it onto his lower back. “You almost kicked my
kidneys into next week.”
Estre indifferently huffed. “I’m well aware of how much force I used.”
Jason nced up. “You should be.”
Tossing the oil beside her, he sprawled out on the bed. “Can’t reach the spot. Help me out, or I’m
calling your mother.”
Estre watched Jason lie nonchntly on the bed, as if they hadn’t argued earlier that evening, and
he hadn’t been away for several days. And he had even used her mother to
threaten her.
As shameless as he was, she still picked up the oil.
“Estre, are you trying to kill your own husband?” Jasonined the moment her hands touched
his back.
Estre dropped the oil bottle onto his back with a thud. “If you don’t like my touch, feel free to find
someone else.”
“Fine, fine, do as you please,” Jason conceded, then snatched her hand and ced it back on his
lower back.
Estre shot him a weary look but resumed the massage with less enthusiasm.
As Jason breathed in relief, he murmured, “Estre, you need to work on this aggressive streak. Not
everyone out there will be as amodating as me.”
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She scoffed internally. Not many could best her anyway.
With his eyes closed, enjoying Estre’s not-sofortable massage, Jason’s thoughts drifted away.
He longed to let go of the past, but memories of irond evidence weighed heavily on his heart.
As her touch softened, Jason suddenly pulled her into his embrace. Estre tensed, but Jason pressed
her closer, whispering, “I haven’t slept well in days. Let me hold you.” He nestled his chin into the crook
of her neck, and despite theplexity of their rtionship, in that moment, he just wanted to hold her
tight.
The faint scent of her shower gel mingled with the lingering aroma of his cologne. It cast a spell over
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Back when she used to watch him y sports, he’d always wrap her in his arms after a game, resting
his chin on her shoulder, iming exhaustion while seeking her support. At first, she’d thought he was
genuinely tired. But after arrivingte a couple of times and catching him still energetically practicing
post-game, she realized he was just taking advantage of her.
Reflecting on the roller coaster of events that had unfolded in their lives, Estre ced her hands
firmly against Jason’s chest, peering up into his eyes with a wry smile. “Quite the adventure we’ve had,
huh?”
Jason pulled her closer into an embrace, chuckling softly. “It’s been exhausting. I swear, I’ve sprouted
more gray hairs over this than anything else.”
Gray hairs? Estre couldn’t help butugh. She was curious to see how far he’d take this act, and
what he was truly up to.
Their gazes locked, and the world around them seemed to fall silent, punctuated only by the weight of
shared histories and unspoken thoughts. After what felt like an eternity, Jason finally broke the quiet.
“The ne was meant for you, you know. Seeing you toss out the meds and the breakfast-that was
just me trying to get under
your skin.”