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

about you just call me Richard? I have no problem with that,” I responded, “And

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

Richard,” he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare

if there was one thing I hated the most,

mansion.

up, my mother had made it her life’s mission to turn the mansion into a palace–like place. She used colors like gold and cream for the

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past the hallway and the first living room area, I noticed that my parents were already waiting

my mother literally ran up to me with a wide grin on her face.

as she hugged me tightly, while my

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 you’ve been good?”

just great. And

you and Dad a lot,”

gotten so much thinner

my head and smiled. “No, Mum. Everything has been just fine. I

to say something, most probably to reprimand me, but thankfully,

chime in with a serious look on

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

feigned anger and my mother rolled her eyes.

stopping you,” she hissed before stepping aside.

pulled me in for a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the

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

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

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

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

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

son, because I’ve spent all day