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

Chapter Ninety Seven

Third Person POV.

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As Richard and Amber stepped foot back in the States, their first destination was the Romero mansion.

Richard had been dreading this moment since their plane landed. Returning home had never been

Richard’s favorite routine, and this time didn’t feel that much different.

Amber stood by his side as they made their way through the grand halls of the Romero mansion.

As soon as they walked in, Richard wasted no time and approached one of the nearby attendants, his

voice carrying a note of urgency as he inquired about the whereabouts of his parents.

“Where can I find my parents? Where are they right now?” Richard’s tone was firm.

The servant, a middle–aged man with a weathered face, bowed in respect before answering, “Master

Romero is in his study, sir, while the madam is resting in her bedroom.”

An expression of concern flickered across Richard’s features as he questioned further, “Is everything alright with my mother? Did something happen?”

The servant’s demeanor shifted slightly. “N–no, sir. Your mother is simply tired and taking some

rest. She’s fine.”

Richard nodded in understanding, choosing to trust the servant’s words and not dwell on his mother’s well–being. However, Amber, ever perceptive, noticed the tremor in the servant’s voice and the hesitation in his response. Her brows furrowed in suspicion, but she held her tongue, not wanting to cause unwarranted alarm in Richard, who was already burdened with worry for his parents.

With a reassuring smile, Richard turned to Amber and said, “Wait for me in the living room; I’ll go speak with my father and see what he has in mind.”

Amber nodded in understanding, watching as Richard strode towards his father’s study, a flicker of concern in her gaze. As Richard disappeared from view, Amber’s attention turned back to the servant who had begun to shuffle away quietly.

Stopping the servant in her tracks with a gentle touch on his arm, Amber fixed him with a penetrating gaze. “Why were you shaking when you were informing my husband of his mother’s well–being?”

sorry, ma’am. I–I don’t know what you’re talking

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Romero is fine, truly, and I only

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intuition telling her that there was more to the situation

seed of doubt had been planted

could be going on with

sense his unease, the tremor in his voice betraying the facade of calm

With a gentle yet firm tone, she urged him to be honest, assuring him that lying would only

her even more

situation,” Amber said softly. “Please tell me what

on with my mother–in–law.”

servant’s resolve crumbled under Amber’s penetrating gaze. With a shaky sigh, he finally

“Madam Romero instructed all of us not to say anything

is it that you were instructed not to mention

voice laced

in his eyes. But under Amber’s inquisitive stare, he knew he could no longer

yesterday, and right

her bed.”

wave of worry crashing over her as she processed what he had just said. “Collapsed?” she repeated, her voice tinged with disbelief. “Why did

Romero was overcome with distres and collapsed. She’s awake now, but she’s

explained.

worry deepened as she urged the servant to lead her to Martha’s room. The servant hesitated. a look of desperation flickering in his eyes as he implored

confidential.

Martha Romero overriding her care for the

room. I need

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reluctant nod, the servant finally relented, realizing that Amber wasn’t very patient. Silently, he began to guide Amber through the corridors of the mansion that led

Romero’s room, the servant stepped aside, allowing Amber to enter. She knocked softly before pushing the door open, her heart pounding with apprehension

lying in bed.

deep in thought, looked up as Amber entered, a weak smile gracing her lips at the