Judging by the timeline, they should have encountered each other.
Estre spotted the soup on his desk with a quick nce. “Looks like I arrived at the perfect moment,”
she remarked breezily.
As she said that, she plopped the stack of documents she was carrying onto the desk and
reached for the insted soup container.
Jason couldn’t let Estre open that thermos. He grabbed his phone and said, “I’ll have
Drew take it out.”
Estre said, “No, don’t waste the effort she put in.” As she spoke, she took the insted thermos and
said, “Let me see if I could learn a thing or two.”
Jason watched her, curious to see what trick she might pull as she opened the container. Estre took
her time, savoring the soup Serene had simmered, then looked up at Jason, “You want some?”
Jason smirked. “I’m only interested in your notorious juice.”
”
Estre burst intoughter, almost spitting out the mouthful she had just taken.
Once theughter subsided, she pushed the container aside and set her gaze on Jason. “Go through
these papers, will you? If there are no snags, I’ll take them back to the firm.”
She wasn’t upset about bumping into Serene. Jason looked up at her, intrigued. “Hand them over. Let’s
have a look.”
Estre saw right through his gaze, grabbed the documents, and sauntered over, nting herself
squarely on hisp. “What are you up to? Some office shenanigans?”
Jasonughed out loud, wrapping his arms around her waist and giving it a yful squeeze. “Like they
say, ‘birds of a feather.’ You know me too well.”
Estre snatched his hand and shoved a pen into it. “Sign these papers quick. I’ve got a pile of cases
back at the office.”
Jason circled her waist with his arms, spinning her to face him as she straddled hisp. “Why didn’t you
wait up for mest night?” He had been outte, and when he returned. past eleven, Estre was
already asleep. Now, he was teasing her for it.
Estre chuckled. “What, should I stay up all night when you don’te home?” It wasn’t the first time
this had happened.
Jason’s hands crept up her back, kneading her neck, easing the tension as he spoke. “Are you keeping
tabs on me for the past?”
He’d promised toe home once a week, buttely, he’d been there almost every night. Estre
nudged him. “Just sign the papers already.”
He pulled her closer, and Estre felt the familiar stir of his body against hers, making her want to
curse. She pinched his cheek and said, “Jason, have you no shame? Any time, any ce, you’re ready
to go.” She remembered the days when she doubted his vigor.
Jason nibbled her ear, whispering, “Let’s make up forst night first, then I’ll sign.”
Estre asked, “What kind of ce is this? What do you take me for?”
“We are married. What do you think I take you for?” Without waiting for Estre to respond, Jason
added, “If you mind, we can go home now.”
Before Estrelle could respond, Jason lifted her skirt. As Jason went in like that, Estre took a deep
breath. Jason kissed her and said, “Bear with it. We’ll make it upter tonight when we get home.”
Estre retorted, “I’m workingte tonight, an all-nighter.”
Jason chuckled, then captured her lips with his. His shamelessness was something else, Estre
thought. She would never go to Nelson International with a skirt again.
Actually, even in pants, Jason would find a way.
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After Jason’s antics finally subsided, Estre straightened her clothes, but couldn’t shake off the feeling
of a ndestine rendezvous. After she got dressed and Jason finished signing the documents, she was
ready to leave. But Jason also stood up and said, “I’ll drive you.”
“No need, I drove here,” Estre said, not keen on public disys of their rtionship.
Ignoring her protests, Jason took the papers and led her out. Estre pulled her hand back. “I’m still on
the market, so don’t ruin my single image.”
At her joke, Jason gave her a quick kiss. “We’ll see who dares to be your next.”
After the kiss, someone came out of the office-it was Drew. Estre rxed a bit and stepped on
Jason’s foot, warning him to behave.
As they exchanged pleasantries with Drew, Drew couldn’t help but feel happy for them, realizing why
Jason had been in such a good moodtely.
Once Jason and Estre turned the corner toward the elevator, the office buzzed with gossip.
“Estre looks different today, but man, she’s gorgeous. She and Jason are such a match.” “Estre’s
got vibes, something Serene just can’tpete with.”
“What was the deal with Serene and Jason anyway? He doesn’t seem that into her.”
“Who knows? But it feels like there’s something between Jason and Estre.”
The chatter continued as Serene, about to step out of her office, retreated instead, not
ready to face the rumors. Serene longed to exude the same confidence as Estre, to walk with her
head held high, but her humble family background couldn’t provide her with that kind of assurance.
Before long, they were downstairs, and when the driver brought the car around, Jason didn’t ask him to
drive. He opened the door himself and ushered Estre in.
No sooner had the car started than Estre received a call from a client. By the time she hung up, they
were already miles away from Nelson International.
Jason gripped the steering wheel with both hands and nced at Estre, saying, “You’re even busier
than I am at work.”
Ever since he had witnessed her in court, Jason refrained from calling her a ‘rookiewyer.’
Before Estre could respond, he asked, “What about when you’re pregnant?”
With a smile, Estre replied, “Your mom said the baby will just pass through my belly, and once it’s
born, I won’t have to worry about a thing.”
After herment, Estre noticed that Jason wasn’t driving towards herw firm. She turned to him
and asked, “This isn’t the way back to my office. Where are you taking me?”
“You can’t seriously think that sipping on soup counts as lunch. We’re going to grab something to eat
first.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Then you’ll keep mepany while I eat.”
He had a sensitive stomach, andtely, Estre’s hadn’t been feeling great either. They really should
take care of themselves. They wouldn’t want the baby to inherit their issues Momentster, the car
pulled up in front of a cozy bistro, and Jason, holding Estre’s hand, led her out. It was as if the old
Jason, who used to keep his distance from Estre in public, was someone else entirely.
“Mr. Jason.”
“Mr. Jason.”
Jason was a regr, and as soon as he walked in, the staff greeted him warmly. The owner, hearing
that Jason had arrived, hurried out to meet him, “Mr. Jason.”
Noticing that he had brought ady with him today, the owner asked with a beaming smile, “Mr. Jason,
who might this be?”
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