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.

dawned on Richard as he sifted through the ingredients, his gratitude towards Bianca evident in the way he smiled. He turned to Amber, a twinkle in his eye as

in the quiet kitchen. “Sounds perfect,” she replied, her voice tinged with anticipation. “I’m famished right now, so anything

feast to me.”

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of purpose, Rich, of pots and pans filling the kitchen. As he moved around

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Amber watched Richard with a mixture of admiration and desire. His

moved through the kitchen space

drew her in–a glimpse into a side of him she had never had

explore.

strengths didn’t lie in cooking, so she was content with watching

knew he was a master in

a modest portion, mindful of her preference for lighter meals. As he settled beside her on a stool behind the counter, his

were awakened by the flavors of the dish Richard had prepared. “This is amazing.”

crossing his features.

unsure if Amber’s

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 features.

in astonishment, his surprise evident in his gaze. “I’ve never seen you eat so quickly before,” he remarked, his curiosity piqued by her

appetite.

he stomach, the feeling of fullness foreign to her yet welcomed. She couldn’t remember the last

know what came over me,” she admitted, her voice laced with amazement. “I

at her revelation with a mischievous glint in his

don’t seem entirely satisfied,” he offered, a grin playing on his lips. “I can always order pizza if I’m hungry,

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