(Jack)When I walked into the living room, a bit late in the morning, my mother was sitting quite stiffly in the living room.“What’s up, mother?” I asked, pressing a kiss to her cheeks as I waited for our cook to prepare some breakfast for me.Mother did not say anything and instead, turned to face me and just stared.“What?” I asked again, my suspicions rising.Quietly, she slid her phone towards me. Confused, I picked up the phone to see what had made her so weird early in the morning.What I saw left me a bit slack-jawed.It was a picture of me leaving the Tiffany & Co. store and then getting into my car. I pressed my lips together and returned the phone.“So?” I asked her with my rows raised, “I know you want to say something, just tell me what it is.”“Who is she?” my mother asked, her lips trembling.I looked at her with a sardonic smile on my face, “Don’t act like you don’t know already. It’s Ruby, who else would it be?”She bit her lips for a while and then said, “I didn’t kn
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