30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband (Estrella and Jason) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 

No sooner had Nick left the law firm than he made a beeline for the woman who had driven the Mercedes last time. 

In the cozy corner of a quaint café, Nick had a stark transformation. The arrogance that clung to him in the firm dissipated into a subdued gloom, his face etched with the weight of the world. 

Across from him, the woman reached out and clasped his hand. “Nick, what’s wrong?” 

He looked at her, a picture of helplessness. “The court session was yesterday. My wife. didn’t have a leg to stand on, no evidence to speak of. They couldn’t take their frustration out on me directly, so they went and smashed my car.” 

As he spoke, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, only deep sorrow. 

The woman patted his hand in a comforting gesture, and Nick continued, “I just don’t get it. Why are Lexi’s family so hell-bent on making me the scapegoat? Why take it all out on 

me?” 

“We’ve been married for over two years, and Lexi’s health issues meant we couldn’t have kids. Not once did my parents or I complain. We didn’t want to pressure her, so we never even mentioned children around her. 

“I think Lexi must have acted out of guilt, and I’m heartbroken about it. I’ve spent my days working or at the hospital taking care of her, shouldering the medical bills alone. I can’t fathom why her parents won’t let up on me. 

“I can sympathize with them, to an extent, but I’m my own person, raised by loving parents. Why are they trying to drag me down, even going as far as to smash my car?” 

Nick’s face was the very image of grief as he spoke. 

Seeing his spirits low, she held his hand tightly. “Nick, some people are just selfish. Don’t take it to heart. As long as your conscience is clear, that’s what matters. Besides, if they want to frame you, they’ll need evidence. They can’t just accuse you without proof.” 

Nick nodded morosely. “I know. I just wonder when this whole farce will end. I hope Lexi wakes up soon so they’ll have nothing left to say.” 

The woman remained silent. Then, reaching into her bag, she pulled out her Mercedes SUV keys and placed them in his palm. “Look, Nick, with your car smashed, getting around must be a hassle. Take mine and use it for now.” 

Nick tried to hand back the keys immediately. “I can’t do that, Piper,” he protested. 

Piper was a 34-year-old divorced woman, an entrepreneur with her own start-up and six years Nick’s senior. They had met at a gym. She pushed the keys back into his hand and insisted, “Nick, no formalities between us, okay? Besides, I have more cars than I can 

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drive. Just take it and use it for now.” 

She followed up, “By the way, is your wife’s medical bill covered?” She then took out an envelope filled with cash and handed it to him. “I happen to have two thousand here. Take this for now, and if it’s not enough, you have to tell me.” 

“Piper,” Nick looked at her, moved. 

She pushed the money and the keys toward him and said sternly, “If you think of me as your friend, cut the courtesy.” 

Nick held the car keys and the cash tightly, expressing his sincerity, “Piper, I’ll pay you back.” 

“We’ll talk about that later,” she replied. 

Not long after pocketing the money and keys, they left the café and headed to a nearby hotel. 

It was past six in the evening, the sky darkening, when they emerged from the hotel. Nick looked visibly drained, a clear sign that the afternoon had taken its toll in exchange for the cash and the luxury of the Mercedes. 

“Wow, over seven hours. That’s quite a marathon,” Keegan muttered to himself as he captured their exit with his camera before heading back. 

Meanwhile, Estrella had arrived home from work to find an early surprise – Jason was already there, donning an apron and bustling about the kitchen. Leaning languidly against the doorway, arms folded, she watched him as if amused by an intriguing spectacle. 

Jason turned to find Estrella standing there. He greeted her with a start, “You’re back.” 

“Sure am,” she replied with a smile, eyeing him up and down before gesturing to the kitchen. “What’s all this?” 

“Just felt like it.” 

There had been a promise long ago, one where Jason had vowed to cook for Estrella. But after a fallout, that promise had remained unfulfilled. 

Lately, things had been good between them. Just the previous night, Estrella had taken the initiative, which had left Jason in high spirits all day. So, he had come home early to cook for her. 

Estrella smiled. Then, trying to mimic Jason’s usual stance, she attempted to rest her chin on his shoulder but found him too tall. She poked his back with her chin, “Crouch down a bit. I can’t reach.” 

Obliging her request, Jason spread his legs and squatted slightly, bringing his height down 

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to her level. With his adjustment, Estrella easily rested her chin on his shoulder, arms still folded. It felt good. 

Glancing at the stir-fry in the pan, she looked up at Jason. “Did you have Nick’s car smashed?” 

Jason kept his focus on the cooking, casually responding, “You’re a lawyer; you should know your words carry weight.”