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

have no problem with that,” I responded,

in no mood for your dramatics.”

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

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

mansion.

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

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walked past the hallway and the first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already waiting for me by the corridor

mother literally ran up to me with

here!” she squealed in excitement as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few feet away and

much, Richie bear, but 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

just great. And even

a lot,” I replied, and

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

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

most probably to reprimand me, but

a serious look on his

to my son now, or do you still have a thousand and one

he asked with feigned anger and

hissed before stepping

my mom had

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

I said, trying to hide my amusement as he pulled me into a bone–crushing hug, “you act like it’s been years since we

each other at work and seeing each

smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both

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smile widened, and she immediately started to lead me to the

hungry son, because I’ve spent all day preparing your favorite