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 I

have no

me, Martin. I’m in no mood for your

shot him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head

if there was one thing I

mansion.

made it her 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

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

moment they saw me, my mother literally ran up to me with a wide grin on her face.

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

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

just great. And even if you might not believe me, I’ve definitely

you and Dad a lot,” I replied,

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

head and smiled. “No, Mum. Everything has been just fine. I didn’t lose weight, I’ve only been working out,”

opened her mouth to say something, most probably to reprimand

in with a serious look

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

anger and my mother

she hissed before stepping

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

over–the–top greeting. He was always one

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

Richard. Seeing each other at work and seeing each other at home are two different things. You

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

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and she immediately started to lead me to the dining

son, because I’ve spent all day preparing