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

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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

you just call me Richard? I have no problem

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

he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare before

place had changed, and I almost shuddered in disgust because if there was one thing I hated the most, it had to be the overly

mansion.

mission to turn the mansion into a palace–like place. She used colors like gold and cream for the

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I noticed that my parents were

literally ran up to me with a wide grin on

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

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

Mom, I’m doing just great. And even if

and Dad a lot,” I

with an eye roll. “Haven’t you been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner

fine. I didn’t

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

with a serious

I talk to my son now, or do you still have a thousand and one things to talk to him about

he asked with feigned anger and my mother rolled

you,” she hissed before

a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the way, and I couldn’t

greeting. He was always one for theatrics.

bone–crushing hug, “you act like it’s been years since we last saw each other. You do recall that we saw each other

on, Richard. Seeing each other at work and seeing

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

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she immediately started to lead me to the dining area. “It’s a

I’ve spent all day preparing