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?”

into a deal that would paint her as a pushover or make the other party seem a lot more powerful than

her outstretched hand for a while and stood up. He wiped his hand gently and shook hers. “Deal then?” he

at him with a flustered expression. “We can’t make a deal yet,” she said to him, and he was immediately confused. He looked at his hand, which was still stretched

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

Amber?” he asked, and Amber smiled a little, trying to hide how embarrassed she felt for suddenly changing the mood,

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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

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

as she became deep in thought, thinking of the things she wanted to achieve with the marriage. Thinking about it now, marrying a man like Richard was a rare opportunity, and there were a lot of things she wanted to achieve with

be valid with just word of mouth?

she had no idea what to do to

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?”

I don’t have your email address, so how do

typed some things, after which her phone rang in her bag. “Excuse me. she said as she

way, it was lovely speaking to you, Ms. Grey. Have a good night and do

at his back.

back in her seat, picked up the glass of wine that was in front of

deep breath. She had finally made a

the

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