Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Nineteen

Richard’s POV.

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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

just call me Richard? I have no problem with that,” I responded, “And don’t even think

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

him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head

that nothing about the place had changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the

mansion.

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 the place was some sort of museum.

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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 that led to the dining room.

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

squealed in excitement as she hugged me tightly, while my dad stood a few

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 you’ve been

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

and Dad a lot,” I replied, and she

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

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

her mouth to say something, most probably to reprimand me, but

a serious look on his

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

asked with feigned anger and

stopping you,” she hissed before stepping

once my mom had stepped out of the way, and

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 last saw each other. You do

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

Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing me and

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and she immediately started to lead me to

hungry son, because I’ve spent all