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

call me Richard? I have no problem with that,” I responded, “And don’t even

arguing with me, Martin. I’m in no mood for your

Mr. Richard,” he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare

about the place had changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the most,

mansion.

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

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as I walked past the hallway and the first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already waiting for me by the corridor that led to the dining room.

ran up to me with a wide grin

is here!” she squealed in excitement as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few feet away and simply

in seeing me either. But

And even

a lot,” I replied, and

accused with an eye roll. “Haven’t you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough on you at work?” she asked

Mum. Everything has been just fine. I didn’t lose weight, I’ve only been working

something, most probably to reprimand me, but thankfully,

with a serious look on his

have a thousand and one things to talk to him

and my

she hissed before stepping

pulled me in for a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the way, and I couldn’t

greeting. He

trying to hide my amusement as he pulled me into a bone–crushing hug, “you act like it’s been years since we last saw each other. You do recall that we saw each other just last week, right?”

on, Richard. Seeing each other at work and seeing

tugging at the corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can

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mom’s smile widened, and she immediately started to lead me to the dining

I’ve spent all day preparing your