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.

him, but

about you just call me Richard? I have no problem with

in

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

if there was one thing I hated the most, it had to

mansion.

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

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hallway and the first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already waiting

they saw me, my mother literally ran up to me with a wide grin on

as she hugged me tightly, while my

seem all that interested in seeing me either. But that’s out

Mom, I’m doing just great. And even if

and Dad a lot,” I replied, and she

dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have

fine. I didn’t lose weight, I’ve only been

say something, most probably to reprimand me, but thankfully, my dad

chime in with a serious look

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

asked with feigned anger and my mother rolled her

hissed before stepping aside.

once my mom had stepped out

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

hide my amusement as he pulled me into a bone–crushing hug, “you act like it’s been years since we last saw each

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

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

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mom’s smile widened, and she immediately started to lead me to the dining area. “It’s

son, because I’ve spent all day