Book11 Chapter3.

The next day at noon, I was woken up by the sound of someone pounding on the door.

I hadn't slept well all night because of Jayden's affair. Now, being disturbed again, I angrily opened the door.

There stood the mistress, Ruby Collins, swaying her slender waist as she strutted into my home, looking around boldly.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was the owner here.

I blocked her way and asked, "What are you doing in my house?"

Ruby didn't respond. She just stood there in her high heels, her body wrapped in

a tight, elegant ipao, flaunting her figure as she raised her chin at me.

In contrast, I had bed hair and wore wrinkled pajamas. I was in slippers, looking like a sleep-deprived, abandoned wife.

Seeing Ruby's arrogant demeanor made my anger flare even more.

I grabbed her shoulders and shoved her out.

balance, stumbling backward into the

against my leg. She ran her fingers through her wavy hair, letting it graze my face as she seductively said, "I heard you reported the noise from my place

revealing my identity, I

home using my manager

must have caused a

I just told

I want. What's it to you? Why are you

though you're married, you're living like a widow, alone every day. I was worried you wouldn't get a hot meal, so

holding a bowl of steaming barbecue ribs. The familiar aroma

Jayden and I couldn't even afford meat or eggs, let alone ribs. Sometimes,

construction site, working 12-hour days for just two

thousand dollars under my pillow and made me a

others saw as ordinary ribs

Jayden's cooking in another woman's hands, being used to

arrived with my custom

exaggerated manner, saying, "Why do you eat suck unhealthy takeout

She looked me up and down, as

Dad's assistant

talk like that? If you don't know better, just

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