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

Chapter Ninety Four

Third Person POV

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Richard and Amber strolled down the bustling Milan Street, their hands intertwined as they savored the sweet indulgence of ice cream on a warm afternoon. Richard glanced over at Amber, her eyes alight with excitement and a faint trace of poutiness playing on her lips.

“The art gallery is just a few blocks away, babe. You should finish your ice cream before we get there because they won’t allow us to take it inside. You also need to clean up the mess you’ve made

over your mouth. It’s making you look like a toddler tasting ice cream for the first time,” Richard

remarked.

Amber huffed softly. “I’m not a child, Richard. I managed my ice cream just fine, and I didn’t make

that big of a mess. Also, for your information, I’m very much aware of the rules of a gallery.”

She quickly finished her ice cream, after which Richard helped wipe her lips and hands.

As they neared the grand entrance of the renowned Pinacoteca di Brera, Milan’s prestigious art gallery

Amber’s eyes widened in anticipation, a delighted squeal escaping her lips. Richard observed her reaction with a fond smile as he admired her genuine excitement.

Entering the gallery, they presented their tickets and passed through the security checks before stepping into the hallowed halls of artistic splendor. Amber’s eyes roamed eagerly over the magnificent artworks, a look of fascination gracing her features as she immersed herself in the world of creativity and beauty. She moved from one masterpiece to the next, her expression a mixture of awe

and wonder.

Lost in the ethereal beauty of the art surrounding her, Amber momentarily forgot to check Richard’s reaction. Pausing in her steps, she turned to him, only to find him stifling a yawn, a faint sign of boredom evident on his features. Amber arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest as she

caught him in the act.

“Are you that bored, Richard? Do you not like my chosen date spot?” she questioned.

After initially attempting to deny his boredom, Richard relented with a soft sigh, his honesty evident in his gaze. “I guess I’m a little bored, but it’s not because I don’t enjoy being here with you,” he explained. “I’ve been to this gallery a few times before, so it doesn’t hold the same novelty for me. And staring at old paintings just doesn’t excite me as much.”

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brows knit together in a subtle frown as she cast an inquisitive glance at

been here before? Are your trying to upset

news to you?”

was warm and genuine as he met Amber’s gaze, his eyes crinkling

believe me, Amber, if by ‘other women‘ you mean crazy Bianca, my mom, and Nonna, then

had some lovely female companions at this gallery,” he

an eyebrow, a playful

Richard. Those sound like thrilling

grin tugging at his lips, Richard shook

besides those I

much younger, you’re the only one I’ve brought here on an

gaze soft with affection as he met her

genuine smile blooming

to think I was just another name on

teased.

captivating artworks around them,

sparkled with curiosity. “Why don’t you go ahead and explore some more? I’l

right behind you,” he suggested.

him with a mischievous glint. “How am

seems more interested in telling

obvious you’re not having

look in his eyes as

you

places to see after this, so I’m more than happy to let you have all the time

he reassured her.

as she continued her leisurely stroll through the gallery, her gaze drawn

to a stop in front of a renowned painting called The Marriage of the Virgin‘ by Raphael. Amber’s eyes widened in awe as

of reverence washing

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this is one of the paintings my dad and

fan of old

mood, he chose his words