The question touched a nerve, and Jason’s temper red. “Like her? For crying out loud, Mom, cool it,
will ya? No need to stir the pot.”
“Got it. Loud and clear,” Kristin conceded with a faint smile. “I’ll steer clear of her from now
on.”
But Kristin’s curiosity wasn’t sated. She prodded further, “And what about Estre? Do you really love
her, or did you marry her because of the pressure from your dad and me?”
On the other end of the line, Jason chuckled at his mother’s theatrics. “Mom, when have I ever been
pushed into anything I didn’t want to?”
Kristin persisted, her voice a mix of hope and suspicion, “So you do love Estre, right?” With Estre
nearby, Kristin was fishing for reassurance-hoping to ease both her own
mind and Estre’s.
Jason rubbed his temples in exasperation. “Mom, I’ve got stuff to do. Gotta go.”Without directly
answering Kristin, Jason simply hung up the phone.
Kristin, undeterred and beaming, turned to Estre, “See? Just like I told you. Jason would never fancy
someone like that Serene. He’s got eyes only for you.”
Kristin’s joy was palpable, and Estre served her more food, “Mom, let’s eat.”
Kristin, mulling over the carefully chosen veggies, imparted her wisdom, “You and Jason are both too
stubborn and proud to give in. If you had a kid, you’d have moremon ground between you to
soften the edges:”
For over two years, Kristin’s conversations always circled back to children, a topic that gave Estre a
headache every time.
Noticing Estre’s silence as she continued eating, Kristin grew alert. “You’re not having second
thoughts about having kids, are you?”
Kristin knew her son had his issues. His quirks that were all too familiar to her. Kristin’s serious gaze
prompted Estre to respond with reassurance, “I will, Kristin. I will.”
Kristin breathed a sigh of relief at Estre’s promise. “Good, that’s settled then. Anyway, as far as I’m
concerned, you’re the only daughter-inw of the Nelson family.”
Kristin had watched Estre grow up and had spent a lot of time with her in the past. It wasn’t an
exaggeration to say that Estre was like a half-daughter to Kristin. The thought of Estre joining
another family was unbearable to her.
“I’ll give you a grandchild soon,” Estre said, half-serious, half-hoping not to tempt fate with her words.
“This soup here. It’s for Jason. Make sure he drinks it when he gets back,” Kristin
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“Sure,” Estre agreed!
After the meal, Kristin stayed to chat a bit more before heading home to take care of Jason’s dad,
leaving Estre to finally exhale in relief. That was one hurdle cleared for the day.
Deep in the night, as Estre was lost in the depths of sleep, the bedroom door creaked open. Jason
hung his suit jacket and loosened his tie, his eyes never straying from Estre. He approached the bed,
his hand gently brushing her forehead.
Her eyes fluttered open, greeting him with a sleepy murmur, “You’re back.” Even drowsy, her temper
was ever so sweet.
Jason withdrew his hand, asking softly, “Did I wake you?”
“No,” Estre murmured back, urging him, “Go wash up and rest.”
With a nod, Jason headed to the bathroom. Momentster, he emerged, his face pale and drawn. As
he gasped for air, his eyes caught Estre’s form on the bed, and he began rummaging through the
dresser for something
The room suddenly filled with light, and Estre, now sitting up in bed, inquired, “What are you looking
for?”
“Nothing,” Jason replied, trying to mask his difort.
Estre noticed his pallor and approached, her touch light on his stomach. “Stomachache?”
Before Jason could answer, Estre found the medicine in the drawer. “Looking for this?”
Estre noticed he wasn’t feeling well, so she even found some medicine for him. Jason suddenly felt a
bit touched. After more than two years of marriage, it was the first time Jason felt like she was a caring
wife.
He took the medicine from her, reminding her gently, “Put on your shoes.”
The night was quiet, their whispers barely audible, yet each word resonated with an intimacy that
seemed to reach deep within.
Estre slipped on her shoes as Jason shared his night, “Had a meeting with Simon. We discussed the
projects for the eleventh division.” When it came to work, he was just as serious and dedicated as
Estre.
As Jason opened up, Estre turned to him, concernced in her voice, “Haven’t eaten yet, have you?”
Upon hearing Estre’s warm concern, Jason stared at her without saying a word. He indeed hadn’t
eaten, and he hadn’t eaten all day today. However, in the past, there wouldn’t
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have been such conversation between him and Estre.
Without waiting for a reply, Estre yawned and dered, “I’ll find you something to eat.”
She descended the stairs and rummaged through the kitchen. Since she didn’t have much culinary
skills, even boiling noodles seemed a challenge. Settling for simplicity, she warmed the soup Kristin
had made and made some toasts for Jason.
“What’s bubbling away in the pot?” Estre had just ced the lid on the steamer when Jason’s voice
suddenly came from behind her.
Swiveling around, she found Jason’s handsome face inches from her own. She nced at him coolly
as Jason casually rested his chin on her shoulder.
Estre didn’t push him away, her tone nonchnt, “A nourishing soup. Your mom stopped by to make
it herself.”
After she spoke, Jason wrapped his arms around her waist. “nning to keep me up all night?”
Estre replied with a hint of mischief, “I might be, but I’m not sure you can handle it.”
Before she could finish, Jason’s fingers were on her chin, his lips sealing hers. Estre’s hands
pressed against his chest, but Jason deepened the kiss with even more fervor.
Tonight was one of those rare asions she was thinking of him, even going so far as to rustle up
something for him to eat.
Jason kissed Estre passionately, lifting her up and cing her on the kitchen counter. He wrapped
one arm around her waist while using his other hand to undress her robe, tracing her thigh.