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

me Richard? I have no problem with that,” I

Martin. I’m in no mood for

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

in, I realized that 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

mansion.

into 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

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first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already

moment they saw me, my mother literally ran up

as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a

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

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

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

she accused with an eye roll. “Haven’t you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough on you at work?”

just fine. I

say something, most

chime in with a serious look on

have a thousand and one things to

he asked with feigned anger and my mother rolled her eyes.

you,” she hissed before stepping aside.

immediately pulled me in for a hug, once my mom had

father’s over–the–top greeting.

said, trying to 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 do recall that we saw each other just last week,

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

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

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lead me to the dining area. “It’s

I’ve spent all