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

about you just call me Richard? I have no

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

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

changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the most, it had to be

mansion.

colors like gold and cream for the painting, and don’t even get

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

my mother literally ran up to me with a wide

squealed in excitement as she hugged me tightly, while

in seeing me either. But that’s out of the way, my dear. What’s more important to me is how’re you doing.

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

lot,” I replied,

“Haven’t you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things

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

to say something, most probably to

chime in with a serious look on his

do you still have a thousand and one things to

and my mother rolled her

she hissed before stepping

a hug, once my mom

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

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

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

tugging at the corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing

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lead me to the dining area.

son, because I’ve spent all