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

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

with me, Martin. I’m in no mood

shot him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head and heading

shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the most, it had to be the overly loud aesthetic of

mansion.

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 think that

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

literally ran up to me with a wide grin on her

excitement as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few feet away and simply watched

either. But that’s out

I’m doing just great. And even if you might not believe

a lot,” I replied, and she

you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough

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

mouth to say something, most probably

chime in with a serious

you still have a thousand

and my mother

you,” she hissed before stepping

for a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the way,

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

been years since we last saw each other. You do recall that we saw each other just last week,

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

corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now,

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lead me to the dining area. “It’s a good thing

son, because I’ve spent all day preparing your