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

have no problem with that,” I responded,

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

he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare before

and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one

mansion.

life’s mission to turn the 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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the hallway and the first living room area, I noticed that my

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

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

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

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

Dad a lot,” I replied, and she

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?” she asked

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

something, most

with a serious

have a thousand and one things to talk to him

asked with feigned anger and my mother

stopping you,” she hissed before

hug, once my mom had stepped out of

at my father’s over–the–top greeting.

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, right?”

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

say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing

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I’ve spent all day preparing your