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.

staggered and lost her balance, stumbling

quickly regained her composure, arching her back and chest, brushing her toes 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 last night. Is it because your husband isn't home? Are you jealous hearing others having

revealing my identity, I sent her a

made at home

must have caused a

bother to explain. I just told her to

to you? Why

day. I was worried you wouldn't get a hot meal,

down and saw that Ruby was holding a bowl of steaming barbecue ribs. The

meat or

job on a construction

slipped two thousand dollars under my pillow and made

saw as ordinary ribs became our secret symbol for

hands, being used to flaunt and humiliate me, my heart was filled with

arrived with my

manner, saying, "Why do you eat

up and down, as if saying, "No wonder your

could say anything, Dad's

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

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