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.

but I

Richard? I have no problem with that,” I responded, “And

in no mood for your dramatics.”

I shot him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head

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

mansion.

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 was some sort

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

mother literally ran up to me with a wide

hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few feet away and

see you, and you didn’t seem all that interested in seeing me either. But that’s out

doing just great. And even if

you and Dad a lot,” I replied, and she

roll. “Haven’t you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than

just fine. I didn’t lose weight, I’ve

mouth to say something, most probably to reprimand

to chime in with a serious

you still have a thousand and one things

feigned anger and my

stopping you,” she hissed

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

father’s over–the–top greeting. He was always one for

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

each other at work and seeing each other at home are two different things.

you say.

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

hungry son, because I’ve spent all