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?”

would paint her as a pushover or make the other party seem a lot more powerful than her. Well, she knew he was much more powerful than she was, but then

while and stood up. He wiped his

“We can’t make a deal yet,” she said to him, and he was immediately confused. He looked at his

crazy, but then again, she had always been quite crazy, and he would have to get used to it if he seriously

asked, and Amber smiled a little, trying to hide how embarrassed

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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 be okay with

and crossed his legs. “Okay, that’s

the marriage. Thinking about it now, marrying a man like Richard was a rare opportunity, and there were a lot of things she

would it even be valid with just word

idea what to do to make the rules more

meeting I must attend in an hour, so I need to leave now. How about we meet later to discuss more about this? Or you can send it to me through email, and I will get back to you. What is your take on that?” he asked her, and she immediately thought it

well. “Good, let’s do that. But I don’t have your email address, so how

after which her phone rang in her bag. “Excuse me. she said as she opened her bag to bring out her phone, but he waved

Send me your rules, and I will send you mine too. By the way, it was lovely speaking to you, Ms. Grey. Have a

at his back.

the glass of wine that was in

deep breath. She had finally made a decision, and

the

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