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

Chapter Nineteen

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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.

him, but I

call me Richard? I have no problem

Martin. I’m in no mood

an unimpressed glare before shaking my head and heading into

nothing about the place had changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the most, it had to be the overly loud aesthetic

mansion.

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

ran up

hugged me tightly,

much, Richie bear, but 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

can see Mom, I’m doing just great. And even if you might not believe me, I’ve

lot,” I replied, and she

you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I

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

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

chime in with a serious look on

my son now, or do you still have a thousand and one things to talk to him

anger and my

stopping you,” she hissed before

me in for a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the

over–the–top greeting. He

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

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

corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing me and let me get straight to dinner? I’m starving”

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started to lead me to the dining area. “It’s

I’ve spent all day preparing your