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

Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty One

Amber’s POV.

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I took a deep breath to steady my nerves, the cool air filling my lungs, before releasing it in a

long exhale. There it was–the restaurant where my father had asked to meet me.

It was so strange to receive a call from him out of the blue, pleading with me to spare him just a little bit of my time. The very thought of speaking to any of my family members again, especially my father, filled me with an odd mix of anger and curiosity.

As I approached the entrance, I reminded myself of my resolve. I had convinced myself that I would

never engage with my family again and that their absence from my life was what I truly needed.

But that call, that unexpected request to meet, gnawed at my thoughts throughout the night. Despite

my hatred for my family, including my father, I couldn’t help but be drawn to the mystery of what he

wanted to discuss with me. And so, against my better judgment, I had made up my mind to meet him.

I entered the restaurant, my footsteps echoing on the tiled floor, and my eyes scanned the room until

they landed on a figure sitting at a table, head slightly bowed. It was him, my father.

I approached with a mix of resignation and curiosity, clearing my throat to announce my presence. He looked up, his eyes meeting mine, and a fleeting expression of pity flashed across his face.

Taking a deep breath, I pulled out the chair across from him and took a seat. There was no time for pleasantries or false niceties. I had come here with a purpose, and I intended to get straight to the point. “Let’s not waste any time, Father,” I said curtly, my voice tinged with a hint of impatience.

want to talk to me

couldn’t help but be even more upset at the fact that he was looking so sorry but wasn’t willing to do anything to

at his words, the bitterness boiling within me. “As you can see, Father, I’m doing just fine. ” I replied coldly, my voice void of emotion. “But let’s not play games.

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his gaze for a moment, his hands trembling slightly, before finally looking back

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call you here to

sigh, his voice filled with regret. “I understand that I’ve made mistakes and that I’ve

of

fact that he

my ex–husband, but instead of

front of me and

It was

anything?” I seethed,

down the aisle with a smile on your face, like you

you dare come here and

his eyes widening as if

that

moment that I had unknowingly revealed something that

at the wedding, my silent witness to my family’s happiness,

throat, attempting to regain control of the conversation.

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