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

Chapter Ninety One

Amber’s POV.

I sat across the table from Richard, the remnants of our pizza dinner laid out before us. The ambiance was cozy, with dim lighting casting a warm glow over the room. But despite the comfortable setting, my mind raced with thoughts, and my heart was still reeling from the unexpected question

Richard had posed earlier.

As I picked absentmindedly at a stray piece of mozzarella on my plate, Richard’s words echoed in my

mind, a constant loop that refused to fade into the background. How would I feel if he told me he loved me? The question had come out of nowhere, catching me off guard and leaving me speechless-

jumble of emotions swirling in me.

Instead of responding in the moment, I excused myself to retrieve our pizza, a simple task that provided me with a moment of respite to gather my thoughts. Since then, the air between us has been

thick with unspoken words, a tension hanging heavy in the silence that settled between us.

Richard, too, seemed lost in his own thoughts, his depressed and detached expression from earlier replaced by a quiet contemplation that mirrored my own. The space between us felt charged, and it

didn’t seem like either one of us was ready to take the first step to speak up.

Suddenly, Richard cleared his throat, pulling me back from my spiraling thoughts. His voice was

hesitant and cautious as he broached the subject that had been hanging in the air between us. “Amber,

did I… Did I make you uncomfortable with the question earlier?”

His words struck a chord in me, a rush of panic welling up in my chest at the thought of addressing the question head–on. I felt a knot form in my stomach, uncertainty clouding my mind as I searched

for the right words to say. Swallowing hard, I met his gaze, my voice coming out in a whisper: “Which

question, Richard?”

A flicker of nervousness crossed his features as he scratched the back of his neck, his eyes avoiding mine for a moment before meeting them once again. He stumbled over his words, a hint of vulnerability

seeping through his usual composure. “I… I’m not sure if it’s okay for me to repeat myself. I don’t want to make you more uncomfortable. Richard’s tone was uncertain.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation I knew we were about to slowly but surely

get into. With a resolute nod. I mustered the courage to address the elephant in the room, wanting him to know that he could repeat himself without thinking I’d go mute again,

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ahead and repeat the question if you want to. It’s okay,”

waiting for his response, unsure of what to

remained silent for a moment, his expression unreadable as he let out

question made you uncomfortable, Amber. I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have brought it

all.”

tilting my head in confusion at

told me you loved me.

apologizing for. I’m just curious why you asked such

of the

hand through his hair, a nervous gesture that betrayed the uncertainty in his words.

I asked without thinking, Amber,” he confessed. “And now, I’m not sure how to explain why I

without sounding… weird.”

couldn’t help but chuckle softly at his admission, the tension between us

of cluelessness in his

shrug. I decided to take a leap of faith, blurting out the words that had been

because you’re in love

I’d feel if you told me you were,” I said.

you wouldn’t mind if I was…”

Stop overthinking how I’d feel or react to

his hands as he struggled with his next words. I watched him closely, a mix of patience and anxious anticipation churning in me

be to you, I meant it when I asked how you’d feel if I told you I loved you,” he began. “Because… because I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”

direct confession, the weight of his words crashing over me. My heart raced, but I remained silent, giving Richard the space he needed

I’m not experienced when it comes to falling in love with someone and

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say, and I’m trying not to say something wrong right

His next words struck a chord deep in me, his admission taking me by surprise. “Ever since you’ve come into my life,

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