“So, Jason, you’ve got to sign the divorce papers. Once you do, you can live your life however you
want. No one’s gonna meddle or try to stop you. Let Estre go and give yourself a break, too!”
For years, Cole had seen everything between the young couple, and he’d lost all hope for their
marriage. He even regretted listening to Landon back then, pushing for this union. His words left Jason
feeling like he’d been dressed down without a corner to hide in.
Everyone kept saying he should let Estre go, and let himself go, but when he and Estre got
married, not one person stood up to object.
Well, except for Bryce.
Jason kept his silence as Cole went on, his voice heavy with emotion. “Look, Jason, if there’s gotta be
a right or wrong in this mess, it’s on me. I shouldn’t have agreed to this marriage in the first ce, and I
shouldn’t have let you two get together.”
“I just thought that you two have known ch other since you were kids, got along fine. Figured you’d
work things out. But I never thought it’de to this. If there’s no love lost between you two, then it’s
best to part on good terms.”
Cole’s words would have been easier to take if he’d just yelled or med Jason, but instead, he took
all the me on the Dorvold family, and that made Jason’s face burn with shame even more. After all, it
was Landon who brought in the fortune teller and came to the Dorvold family to ask for Estre’s hand.
Estre was right about one thing: she didn’t beg to marry him.
Even if Jason had doubts about Landon’s motives, even if he knew it was deliberate, the marriage was
something he’d agreed to in the end.
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Noticing the worry in Cole’s furrowed brow, Jason stood up from his chair. “I’ll discuss things with
Estre when I see her.”
But Cole insisted, “Sign the papers, Jason. It’s for the best.” The sooner he signed, the sooner his
daughter would be free.
Without a word, Jason left the study.
In his Maybach, Jason didn’t drive off immediately but just pulled over to the side of the road. Leaning
his head back against the seat, he feltpletely hollow inside.
He hadn’t asked about Estre’s whereabouts because he could tell Cole wouldn’t disclose them. It
was clear to him now that his marriage to Estre was no longer supported by anyone.
With his eyes closed, all he could see was Estre, tumbling in the yard, full of helplessness and
despair. He’d known her for 23 years and had never seen her so
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vulnerable. And it was all because of him.
Should he sign the divorce papers Estre left for him?
Having sat on the roadside for who knows how long, Jason still hadn’te to terms with the situation.
He started the car and headed back to Sandalwood Oasis.
At this moment, what he regretted and felt sorry about was that, after Estre came back from her
business trip, he hadn’t gone to see her and hadn’t contacted her all this time. He thought that not
contacting her, keeping distance was their unspoken understanding. It was, indeed, an understanding
so profound that Estre’s life no longer seemed to need him. He had be superfluous, a burden to
her.
He realized it had been over half a month since he hadst seen Estre. Thest time was before her
business trip when she tried calling him and he didn’t answer.
It wasn’t the first time she’d been hospitalized without him by her side. When she had that car ident
the previous year, he didn’t even find out until muchter.
Those who are loved take it for granted. He thought Estre would
for a divorce.
ever leave him, or ask
Memories flooded back, and Jason’s heart ached. He longed to see Estre and tell her he was wrong.
But since then, Estre had been absent from Ravenwood for a long time, vanishing overnight from
their lives. Internationally, however, she slowly rose to prominence as a renowned attorney known for
her expertise and formidable presence-a legend in the legal world. Every case that passed through her
hands was a victory, a testament to fairness and justice.
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Three yearster.
At the Ravenwood Superior Court, Estre wrapped up another triumphant case. The opposing
counsel and the judge both came over to greet her.
“Ms. Estre, I learned quite a bit from you today.”
“Ms. Estre, wee back. Someone with your talent should serve their hometown and country, not
stay abroad.”
“Ms, Estre, do you n to leave again?” asked a young judge.
After exchanging pleasantries, Estre warmly smiled and said, “There’s still an environmental pollution
case that needs attention. I’ll make further ns once it’s resolved.”
“Ms. Estre, Ravenwood is in dire need of talents like you. We hope you’ll choose to stay.” “I’ll
certainly give it a thoughtful consideration,” Estre responded with a cheerful smile.
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She then headed to the parking lot and drove back to the Dorvold family home. As soon as she
stepped inside, Isaac ran to her with open arms, “Mommy, mommy!”
Estre’s face broke into a smile, and she scooped him up, “What tasty treat did my little baby have?
Your face is all messy.”
“Strawberries,” Isaac murmured, then added with a smile, “Sweet.”
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Estreughed, hugging Isaac tightly and showering him with kisses.
Then, Autumn emerged from the kitchen, beaming. “Estre, Isaac is the spitting image of
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you as a child-not just in looks, but even the way he eats.”
Autumn then inquired about the morning’s case, “Did you win today?”
“Yeah,” Estre confirmed.
Isaac wrapped his little arms around Estre’s neck and gave her a thumbs-up, “Mommy, great.”
year-old. He spoke
Isaac, with his soft, rosy cheeks and sweet voice, was just about
slowly, still learning to string words together, hisplex thoughts often reduced to single or double
sybles.
“My babyis great, too,” Estre said before nting another affectionate kiss on Isaac’s cheek. Ever
since Estre became a mom, she turned into a baby-loving maniac. Her own child was her delight. No
matter how many times she looked at Isaac, she could never get enough. She’d smother her little Isaac
with kisses, hundreds a day, and just the sight of him would make Estre’s heart burst with joy. Isaac
was her entire world of happiness and contentment.
No matter how exhausting her day was, the moment she walked through the door and eyes on
Isaac, it was as if Estre had hit the refresh button on her life.
Before motherhood, Estre wasn’t the type to fuss over kids, but having Isaac changed everything.
Despite her young age, her eyes brimmed with the purest maternal love.
Autumn, witnessing this unbreakable bond, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. “Isaac, you’re
always cuddling up with Mommy” she said with a yful pout. “Your grandma loves you too, you know.
Don’t you want to give grandma some love?”
Isaac clung to Estre even tighter, as if to show where his loyaltiesy. From the moment Isaac was
born, he was enveloped in Estre’s world. The mother and son had been inseparable, not spending a
single day apart.