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.

him, but

me Richard? I have no problem with that,” I

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

unimpressed glare before shaking my head and heading into the house.

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

mansion.

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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noticed that my parents were already waiting for me by the corridor that led to the dining

mother literally ran up to me with a wide grin on

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

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,

I’m doing just great. And even if you might

Dad a lot,” I replied,

been eating, dear? You’ve gotten so much thinner than I remember. Have things been rough on you at work?”

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

most probably to

to chime in with a serious

have a thousand and one things to

anger and my mother

hissed

a hug, once my mom had

at my father’s over–the–top greeting. He was always one for theatrics.

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

Seeing each other at work and seeing each other at home are

“Sure, Dad. Whatever you say. Now, can you both stop love–bombing

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

son, because I’ve spent all day preparing your