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

Chapter Eighty Three

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Chapter Eighty Three

Third–Person Pov

As Amber and Richard made their way into the kitchen, a sense of ease and intimacy lingered between

them. Richard, shirtless and dressed in casual shorts as requested by Amber, exuded a casual air of

comfort in his own home.

She had told him earlier that she’d love to see him walking around the kitchen with no shirt on, and since Richard couldn’t argue with her, nor did he see anything odd about her request, he had gladly

complied.

Amber, on the other hand, wore a white T–shirt belonging to Richard, the fabric soft against her skin. She had worn it with no underwear undemeath, feeling comfortable and confident enough to show off her body through the transparent white fabric.

“I don’t think we have much to eat, so I think we should just order something. I haven’t been here in

a while, and I don’t think anyone took the initiative to refill foodstuffs for us,” Richard mentioned, his brow creased in mild concern as he surveyed the kitchen..

Amber shrugged nonchalantly, a playful smile dancing on her lips. “I don’t mind if you order something, but maybe you should check first, just in case,” she suggested, her tone light.

Following her suggestion, Richard opened the kitchen cabinets, his eyes widening in surprise as he discovered them packed with an array of food supplies.

A note attached to the back of the cabinet door caught his eye; the words “What would you do without me‘ scrawled across it in familiar handwriting. With a chuckle, Richard instantly knew that his mischievous twin sister, Bianca, was the mastermind behind the well–stocked kitchen.

ingredients, his gratitude towards Bianca evident in the way he smiled. He turned to Amber, a twinkle in his eye as he asked, “How do you feel about pasta? I think I can whip up some spaghetti aglio e

“Sounds perfect,” she replied, her voice tinged with anticipation. “I’m

feast to me.”

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clattering With a sense of purpose, Rich, of pots and pans filling the kitchen. As

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stool by the counter. Amber watched Richard with a mixture of admiration and

way he effortlessly moved through the kitchen space were

drew her in–a glimpse into a side of him she had never had the chance to really

explore.

so she was content with watching Richard

was a master in

beside her

by the flavors of the dish Richard had prepared. “This is amazing.” she praised,

crossing his features.

just saying that, are you?” Richard’s tone held a hint of disbelief, unsure if Amber’s glowing review was

spaghetti with gusto, each forkful disappearing into her mouth with a speed that left Richard bewildered. In mere minutes, the plate lay empty before her, a satisfied smile gracing her

at her in astonishment, his surprise evident in his gaze. “I’ve never seen you eat so

appetite.

welcomed. She couldn’t remember the last time she had eaten a meal so quickly and with such satisfaction,

don’t know what came over me,” she admitted, her voice laced with amazement. “I was so

Richard chuckled in amusement at her revelation with a mischievous

food towards her. “Here, you can have mine too, since you don’t seem entirely satisfied,”

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