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

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“What is it you want from me, Elena?” Richard asked as he settled back into his seat.

Against his better judgment, he had decided to stay back and listen to what Elena had to say to him, not just because he knew she was crazy enough to throw a plate directly on his head but because he

genuinely wanted to understand why she was so obsessed with him and his life.

It had always been that way since they were children. She would throw insults at him, call him weak,

stupid, slow, and say all sorts of mean things to him, but when he fell ill, she was always there for

him. He couldn’t deny that she had her good side–a side that cared for him and was always there for him. But despite her good side, he still couldn’t be around her. He hated having her anywhere around

him.

She was too honest, too brutal, and too intense for him to deal with. He just hated to be around her

so much that he’d avoid her like a plague, and in situations where they’d have to meet, he wouldn’t

even make eye contact with her, much less speak to her. That was how much Elena scared and annoye

him.

He mentally blamed himself for not walking out as soon as she walked in and for deluding himself into thinking he could finally challenge her insane behavior.

“I want you to snap out of it, Richard. That is what I want,” she answered.

Richard frowned. “Snap out of what?” he asked, but before Elena could respond, Bianca chimed in.

“Is it safe to leave you two to talk like two civilized adults?” she asked.

“I don’t want to leave, Bianca. I want to understand what is going on here and why this… cra…this

woman here had to throw a plate at my husband. Until I understand, I can’t leave.” Amber said, trying

her best to keep her anger at bay.

She was fuming on the inside, wondering who Elena thought she was to try to hurt Richard, but the

wanted was because Richard seemed rather calm,

just yet until she understood what was going on.

chuckled at Amber’s wo

she stared at her. “Take

also don’t want you to leave, because you also

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as long as you don’t say another word to interrupt us, you

not, leave.”

could only nod in understanding, choosing to stay behind

you, Richard. You want to know what I want to snap you out of and why I showed up he today despite knowing that you’d hate to see me. Well, the answer is quite simple, little brother,”” Elena started. “What I

a dry laugh, wondering why Elena would think he was living in Kayden’s shadow. “What makes you think I’m living in his shadow, Elena? What is

about?” he asked.

You’ve been in Kayden’s Black’s shadow

to pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking

from the beginning, shall we? So first things first, Kayden bullied you,

physically, mentally, and emotionally. And because of

for everything. But did that ever

continued.

the same way he hurt you, so what did

your career path based on his career choice, just so you could get

keeping him behind you. Isn’t

confused look he had on his

“You think I chose my career because of Kayden? Where did you

babysitting you until you left for the States. You wanted to be an artist, and

when she realized where Elena was going with the things she was saying. And even though she wasn’t a fan of her

does it matter what I wanted to do years ago? That doesn’t explain why you think I’m living under that idiot’s shadow. In fact, it makes no sense that you’d think I’m

couldn’t think of a way to get back at Kayden at first, so you decided to

hwat him nenfassionally but that was never enough for

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was never enough for you. It wasn’t enough because you wanted to destroy him and make him lose everything. So what did you do? You stooped his level and started to play dirty. I won’t say how dirty, but you know

what Elena had to say. After all, it involved Richard’s

had a

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