CHAPTER THIRTY.

The next morning, his mother had woken up early in the morning to go and talk to him. She needed to see how he was and to tell him how her deeds were for his own good. But when she arrived her son's door, dressed in her silky night robe, the door was locked. She was surprised by her discovery because in the Diego mansion, they never lock doors. She tried to knock but after a few knocks and no response, she decided to go back to her room and come back later.

"This is serious. Ron locked his room, Peter." Gladys spoke swiftly immediately she entered her bedroom.

Peter Diego was dressing up. In fact, he was all dressed up, ready for work and was just standing infront of the large, gold coloured frame mirror in the closet, admiring himself. He walked out of the closet when his wife came into the room and went to stand infront of her. They both stood, staring at each other.

"He is just being difficult. He loosed the love of his life and it's normal that he sulks up abit, give him time, h