Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Eight

Amber raised her eyes to look at Richard, realizing he was staring back at her. He was done talking

and was curiously waiting for her reply. “What do you say?” he asked after realizing she wasn’t

responding to him.

She sucked in a deep breath and dropped the cutlery she was holding onto. “I’ve made a decision,” she

said boldly, even though her heart was racing and she was scared of what was to come.

She had made a decision–momentarily–without thinking much of the consequences, because what was the

worst that could happen?

“I’ve decided to agree to this proposal. Let’s get married, Mr. Romero,” she said to him, and she saw

his eyes twitching. She expected him to be surprised, but he wasn’t.

He instead looked at her and smiled. “This is great, Amber. I’m glad you accepted my proposal,” he

said, and his smile widened.

She stood up from her seat and stretched her hand toward him. “Let’s seal the deal, shall we?”

seem a lot more powerful

and stood up. He wiped his hand gently and shook hers. “Deal then?” he said calmly, and she

a step back and looked at him with a flustered expression. “We can’t make a deal yet,”

been quite crazy, and he would have to get used to it if he seriously wanted

we? What’s going on, Amber?” he asked, and Amber smiled a little,

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other and in a situation like this, we need to be sure of what to do and what not to do. We haven’t really talked about that yet, so I don’t think we should hastily seal the deal yet,” she explained, pulled back the seat a little, and sat down. “Who knows, I might not

her. He sat down and crossed his legs. “Okay, that’s a great idea. Now, tell me, what are your rules?” he asked her, and she sat

the things she wanted to achieve with the marriage. Thinking about it now, marrying a man like

valid with just word of mouth?

she had no idea what to do to make the

meet later to discuss more about this? Or you can send it

and stood up as well. “Good, let’s do that. But I don’t have your email address, so how do we go about that?” she questioned, still trying to look

brought out his phone and typed some things, after which her phone rang in her bag. “Excuse me. she said as she opened her bag to bring

me. I just sent my email address to you. Send me your rules, and I will send you mine too. By the way, it was lovely speaking to you, Ms. Grey.

at his back.

glass of wine that was in front of her, sipped the wine slowly.

let out a deep breath. She had finally made a decision, and now she would be

for the

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