Jackson came home the next day. He took a shower, got dressed, and joined them at the dinner table. He was mostly quiet, unlike his usual self, who always protested about everything. When Grace turned to look at him, he adjusted the collar of his shirt. He looked very nervous as he covered the red marks on his neck.Grace sighed harshly. She understood now. It seemed that last night, Jackson had spent time with Claire lovingly. She even left many love marks on Jackson's neck. Grace didn't care; it didn't matter to her."Next time if you repeat that, I won't open the door for you. You have a wife here, but you're venting your lust on another woman." Margaret commented as she enjoyed her breakfast. She seemed to be holding back her annoyance, not even wanting to look at Jackson at all."I-it's not like you imagined, Grandma. Claire and I—""Enough, don't mention her name in front of me!" Margaret cut Jackson off immediately. She put down her spoon and fork quite rudely. She rose to her
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