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

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Richard stirred from his sleep, a faint sense of irritation tugging at the edges of his consciousness

as the insistent ring of his phone pierced through his quiet morning. With a frustrated sigh, he

forced his tired eyes open, half–expecting to find Amber nestled beside him in bed. But the empty

space beside him only served to deepen his confusion as he began to wonder where she went.

Picking up his phone from the bedside table, Richard’s frown deepened when he saw that it was Elena

calling. A sharp hiss escaped his lips as he swiftly dismissed the call, his discomfort at the mere

sight of her name evident. He had a sinking suspicion about the reason for her call, but the last

thing he wanted was to engage in any conversation with her at that moment.

He didn’t think he had the strength to deal with her problems, and he had also been avoiding her

after the scene she pulled in Italy.

“Amber?” Richard called out, the echo of his voice bouncing off the empty walls of his room. He was

hoping that she would be in the bathroom, but when he didn’t get a response after calling out her name a few more times, he realized that she wasn’t in the room.

Driven by instincts, Richard pushed aside any thoughts of putting on a shirt as he swung his bare legs over the edge of the bed. With quick steps, he left his room and made his way to Amber’s room,

so he’d know if she was there or not.

On getting to her room door, he’d knock on it a few times, expecting to hear a response, but he’d get

nothing.

While he was still knocking and waiting. Jolene, a servant who had a basket of laundry in her hands. and was going her way, would catch attention, and he’d quickly stop her. “Jolene, have you seen my

wife?” he asked.

Jolene would immediately bow her head in respect to Richard before responding. “Your wife is in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, sir,” she informed him.

Richard’s eyes widened in disbelief at the revelation, a mixture of shock and concern flickering across his features. “In the kitchen? Preparing breakfast?” he echoed, wondering if Jolene had it all

wrong.

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being in the kitchen was very scary to him because he knew that she was

would anyone allow her in the kitchen?” he muttered to himself while shaking

in disbelief.

contused, simply replied that Amber had taken it upon herself to oversee the

no time in rushing the stairs with haste. He didn’t know how far she had gone, but he knew that he needed to stop her so she wouldn’t end up blowing the kitchen

stepped into the kitchen, his eyes fell on the sight of Amber standing behind a

a warm, wild smile blossomed on her face at the sight of

us with his presence!” Amber chimed as she playfully nudged a stray lock

between Amber and the pan, a mix of surprise and amusement flickering in his eyes.

response to his questioning gaze, a lightness in her tone as she explained, “I woke up feeling good today, so I

revealed with a playful twinkle in her eye, her words laced with a hint of self–deprecating humor. “But let’s just say, YouTube cooking tutorials are harder

glanced around the kitchen. “YouTube videos for frying eggs?” he

not surprised that Richard would think that

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the eggs, silly. I initially wanted to make something grand and really nice.

and his queen,” Amber quipped with a playful grin. “But alas, French toast

in the end. Sorry, my

Richard’s gaze, alongside his evident

playful challenge. “Alright, Mr. Romero, the kitchen’s

seriousness, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Go back up,

you’re back, breakfast will be

resigned sigh and a teasing roll of his eyes, he agreed to her playful command.

your cooking.” he relented, his voice tinged with amusement as he made his

kitchen as she had

up her cooking, Amber

greeted her that very morning. The

set the wheels of gossip and scandal in motion, painting a

up Kayden’s family really was.

a wry smile playing on her lips, Amber remembered

for assault, with a damning video of

making waves

thrust the family into the unforgiving spotlight of

reaction of speculation and gossip that pleased Amber

of Marlene’s reckless behavior–her audacity to run into her and then

video evidence–had also made headlines, which only added to the growing problems within the Black Estate.

breakfast–a simple spread of French toast,

of relief and pride mingled with a strange thrill.

to the dining area, Amber’s thoughts were interrupted by the