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

I’m in no mood for your

Mr. Richard,” he said, and I shot him an unimpressed glare before shaking my head

about the 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 loud aesthetic of the

mansion.

for the painting, and don’t even get me started on the ancient artifacts that would make you

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

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

my baby 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 you doing. Hope you’ve been good?” she questioned

I’m doing just great. And even if

Dad a lot,” I replied, and she scoffed.

much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough

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

to say something, most probably to reprimand me, but

in with a serious

have

and

hissed before stepping

father immediately pulled me in for a hug, once my mom had stepped out of the way, and I couldn’t

father’s 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

gave me a playful shove. “Oh, come on, Richard. Seeing each other

the corners of my mouth. “Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing me and let me get straight to dinner? I’m

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

hungry son, because I’ve spent all day preparing