With her back to Jason, Estre didn’t open her eyes or acknowledge him.


    Seeing this, Jason set aside the book he was reading, yanked theforter off Estre, and in a swift


    move, he had her wrapped up in his arms. “Estre, what’s this all about, huh? You get what you want


    and then you just turn cold? Going to Bryce instead of asking for my help, and you think you’ve got the


    high ground?”


    Even though he was being moody just now, couldn’t she have tried to be nice to him a bit more? He


    would have backed down if she had just soothed him a bit more. He was sure


    of it.


    Jason’s voice was tinged with jealousy as he challenged her, but Estre found it amusing. With a


    quick maneuver, she had him pinned down instead, her fingers intecing with his. Jason tensed up,


    an involuntary swallow betraying his anticipation as he opened his legs to let her settle on top of him.


    A smile yed on Estre’s lips as she leaned down to kiss him. When things started getting heated,


    Estre softly reminded him, “Be gentle, okay?”


    Jason chuckled. “Scared? Weren’t you the one who used to worry about not getting enough?”


    “That’s not true. Jason, be careful, please.”


    He was already gentle by nature, and at her reminder, Jason became even slower.


    Afterwards, as Estrey exhausted in his arms, Jason pulled her close. “Estre, from now on, no


    matter what, I want to be the first person you turn to.”


    Jason was a bit bothered, and admittedly a tad envious, of the close bond Estre had maintained with


    Bryce, despite the fact that Bryce was his cousin.


    Estrey still, offering no response. Jason looked down at her and seeing she had reacted, gently


    traced his hand along her waist until she finally spoke up, “I’lle to for anything and everything.”


    She couldn’t handle another round; they had already been at it for so long.


    With Estre’s promise, Jason held her close and drifted off to sleep. Unconsciously, his expectations


    of her were growing; he wanted her to rely more on him.


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    As he held her tight, Estre’s thoughts drifted to the white Maserati she couldn’t quite forget.


    In the following days, while wrapping up the case summary, Estre received a call from Zoey. The call


    started with good news-Lexi had woken up and was out of danger. Lexi was grateful to Estre and


    now wanted to finalize her divorce from Nick to spend quality time with their parents.


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    Estre assured Zoey that the divorce would be straightforward. If Nick refused to sign, the court would


    grant it anyway. Whether it was domestic violence, infidelity, attempted murder, or Nick’s infertility, the


    court would rule in favor of divorce.


    Zoey wanted to apany Estre to the prison, but upon seeing her trembling and clenching her fists


    in anxiety, Estre decided not to let her go in. The damage Nick had inflicted on Lexi’s family was too


    severe, a wound that could never fully heal. Such people were best avoided, no need to let them


    disrupt one’s peace of mind.


    “Estre, are you okay going alone?”


    “Don’t worry, I’m awyer. I’ve seen my fair share of tough cases.”


    “Thank you, Estre.”


    Estre patted Zoey’s arm reassuringly and then got out of the car.


    Watching Estre enter the prison, Zoey’s trembling didn’t cease, her mind flooded with images of her


    sister’s abuse. She had wanted badly to be brave and go in with Estre, but in the end, she couldn’t


    stop shaking.


    Inside the visitation room, Estre was the first to arrive. When Nick, dressed in prison garb, saw her as


    he was brought in by the guards, his expression soured. His re seemed to pin all his miseries on


    Estre, as if he had done nothing wrong at all.


    Once he was handcuffed to the chair, he sneered at Estre, “What do you want now? Come to gloat


    over my misery on behalf of Lexi’s family?”


    Ignoring his taunts, Estre slid the divorce papers across the table. “Lexi’s awake. She wants a


    divorce. Just sign here.”


    Nickughed scornfully. “She wants to divorce now that I’m in jail? Is she trying to see other man?


    Estre, pass on a message to her from me – she can forget about it for rest of her life.”


    –


    Estre looked at Nick, her gaze unwavering, quiet andposed. “Nick, even if you sign, the court


    will still rule. But your non-cooperation will be noted and it won’t do you any favors when ites to


    possible sentence reductions.”


    Nick, not well-versed inw, didn’t know whether to believe Estre or not.


    Seeing Nick’s hesitation, Estre handed him a pen. “You can sign now.”


    Nick didn’t want to sign. He wanted to keep Lexi entangled, to deny her happiness and leave her with a


    thorn in her heart forever, but the prospect of a reduced sentence made him waver.


    Estre, seeing his indecision, added, “If you are prepared to harm others without any gain for yourself,


    I’d be more than d to deal with you.”


    Her words tipped the scales. With furrowed brows, Nick grabbed the pen and signed


    where Estre indicated.


    “Sign here, here, and here,” Estre instructed, pointing out the spots on the document.


    Nick was about to rummage through some old files when Estre couldn’t help but chuckle. “You know,


    right now Lexi doesn’t want your house, not even the down payment she made with you. She’s not


    asking for a dime back. All she wants is a divorce.”


    When Lexi first mentioned wanting a divorce, Estre hinted that she could fight for more, but Lexi just


    shook her head. She wanted nothing to do with Nick anymore, not even the $480,000 she had


    contributed towards the down payment. Lexi knew that arguing over the house would cause an uproar


    with Nick’s parents. They were the kind to turn the world upside down over such matters. Even if Nick


    had the cash on hand to pay her back, she was skeptical about where that money hade from.


    What if it’s from some other woman? So, she decided to let it go.


    Lexi even had Zoey toss out anything she once wore or used, and she cut her long, dark hair short.


    Lexi was determined to start anew and erase every trace of that man from her life. Estre chose to


    respect her decision.


    Nick nced over the agreement and, seeing that there was indeed no im on the property, just the


    divorce, he signed on the dotted line.


    As Estre was getting ready to leave, Nick suddenly called out to her retreating figure, “Estre, don’t


    think this case is over. I’ll appeal. This isn’t the end of it.”


    His words hung in the air as Estre turned around, a sly smile ying on her lips. “And just who do


    you think will take up your case, Nick? Piper? How about I let you in on something?”


    With that, Estre walked back to the table and pulled a voice recorder out of her bag.