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

Chapter Nineteen

Richard’s POV.

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It was around 6:00 p.m. when I arrived at my parent’s place. I had already told them that I would be

coming, so I knew that they were most likely expecting me with wild grins on their faces.

I knew that my mother would be especially excited to see me, mostly because I hardly ever visited.

and the reason was that I always wanted to avoid talking about marriage with them.

As soon as I drove into the Romero mansion, I spotted Martin, the family butler, already waiting in

front. I didn’t need to be told that he was waiting for me, and I was pretty sure that my mother had

sent him to escort me in. She sometimes forgot that I lived in the house for quite a few years before

moving out, because according to her, I had become a stranger to my own home.

After stepping out of the car, Martin rushed over to me with a smile on his face. “Good evening,

Young Master,” he greeted.

“It’s Mr. Romero to you, Martin,” I quickly corrected, hating the fact that he still referred to me

by a title that I had obviously outgrown.

“I apologize, Sir, but it’s going to be a little confusing to refer to both you and your father by the same title

I’m a little too old to think of a new title for you, so I’d appreciate it if you

tell me a different way to refer to you,” he requested, and I almost rolled my eyes

stopped myself.

but I

Richard? I have no problem with that,” I

me, Martin. I’m in no mood for

Richard,” he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head and heading into

changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was

mansion.

into a palace–like place. She used colors like gold and cream for the painting, and don’t even get me started on the ancient artifacts that would make you think that the place

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first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already waiting for me by the corridor that led to

up to me with a wide grin on her face.

in excitement as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few feet

your father wouldn’t let me come see you, and you didn’t seem all that interested in seeing me either. But that’s out of the way, my dear. What’s more important to me is how’re you doing.

just great. And even if you might not believe

and Dad a lot,” I replied,

so much thinner than I remember.

head and smiled. “No, Mum. Everything has been just fine. I didn’t lose weight, I’ve only been

mom opened her mouth to say something, most probably to reprimand me, but thankfully,

chime in with a serious look

do you still have

with feigned anger and

you,” she hissed

a hug, once my mom had stepped

chuckle at my father’s over–the–top greeting.

into a bone–crushing hug, “you act like it’s been

gave me a playful shove. “Oh, come on, Richard. Seeing each other at work and seeing each other at

“Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can

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started to lead

I’ve spent all day preparing your