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

Chapter Forty Eight

Third Person POV.

Amber’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Kayden, her mind struggling to comprehend his

words. Her heart wavered between denial and a sinking feeling of dread.

Her mother had died in a car accident over twenty years ago, and it was a painful memory that had

haunted her for years, especially since it had happened on her birthday. How could Kayden claim

responsibility for something that happened so long ago, even before they ever thought they’d meet?

“What are you talking about, Kayden?” she asked. “My mother died in a car accident years ago. You

couldn’t have had anything to do with it.”

Kayden’s smirk only grew wider as he folded his arms across his chest, relishing the chaos he had

created. “Oh, but Amber, that’s where you’re wrong,” he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

Richard had been observing the exchange silently, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. He could already

guess where Kayden was headed, and he didn’t like it because he knew that it wouldn’t do Amber

good.

Finally, unable to stay silent any longer, he spoke up. “Amber, don’t listen to him. He’s just trying

to play mind games with you. Don’t pay any attention to him, and let’s just get out of here,” Richard

said.

any

Kayden’s voice rose to a thunderous volume as he mocked Richard’s reaction. “Scared, Romero? Well, you should be. You don’t want Amber to know the truth, do you? Because it won’t benefit you if she

finds out what really happened to her mother and everyone who knew about it. It’d ruin whatever sick

game you wanted to use her for,” he sneered, a sinister gleam in his eyes.

Confusion engulfed Amber as she shifted her gaze between Kayden and Richard. Her mind was a whirlwind

of emotions, desperately trying to understand what was going on and why Kayden seemed to be so

confident.

Kayden’s admission still lingered in her thoughts, but it made no sense. How could he be responsible

just a young teenager at

voice trembling. “If you want

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need to hear what Kayden has to say. I need to understand what this is all about. He

end well, and he started to feel nervous about the fact that the truth might come to light, and one way or

feel so sorry for you,” he taunted. “Your dear mother died in an accident. She got hit by a car, and I

truth that was unraveling before her. “No,” she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s impossible.”

struggle to accept the truth. He reveled in her distress, ready to relish in the havoc he had wreaked in her life. “Oh, but it is possible,” he replied with a shrug. “Your stupid mother didn’t bother to pay attention while crossing the streets late at night. And unfortunately for her, I was slightly drunk while I was driving. So the hag got hit first

in shock and disbelief. The

relentlessly

bring herself to accept the monstrous truth that was unraveling before her. Her stomach

in horror as the pieces of

picture.

happening.” Amber muttered.

revelation that her ex–husband, a man she had once loved

the very person responsible for her mother’s tragic accident over two decades

me you’re messing around with me? You can’t be the one who killed my mother, it’s

nonchalant shrug only added to the seriousness of the

smile playing on his lips. He met her

“I’d like to believe you’re smart enough to put two and two together, Amber,”

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as the realization of the enormity of the betrayal seeped into her bones. Her mother’s death had

crushing force. For two years, she had shared her bed and her life with the man who had killed her mother and didn’t

in Amber’s eyes, her voice trembling as she dared to ask the question that burned in. her. “How…how could you?” Her voice cracked with anguish, her heart splintering in the face of such

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out, wanted to comfort Amber and drag her out of there. But

at