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

you just call me Richard? I have no problem

me, Martin. I’m in no mood for your dramatics.”

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

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

mansion.

like gold and cream for the painting, and don’t even get me started on the ancient artifacts that

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

up to me with a wide

squealed in excitement as she hugged me tightly,

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. Hope you’ve been good?” she questioned playfully and

And even

and Dad a lot,” I replied, and she scoffed.

been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough on you at work?”

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

her mouth to say something, most

with a serious look on his face.

you still have a thousand and one things to talk to

feigned anger and my

you,” she hissed before stepping aside.

hug, once my mom had stepped out of the way, and

chuckle at my father’s over–the–top greeting. He was always one for theatrics.

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

other at work and seeing each other at home are

“Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing me and

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to lead me to the dining area.

all day preparing your