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

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Chapter 111

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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 an absolutely

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

in disbelief.

taken it upon herself to oversee the

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

Amber standing behind a sizzling pan, her focus intent on the eggs she

his presence. Richard’s gaze met Amber’s, and a warm, wild smile blossomed on her face at the sight

finally decided to grace us with his presence!” Amber chimed as she playfully nudged a stray lock

of surprise and amusement flickering in his eyes. “Breakfast, huh? That’s surprising!” he remarked.

questioning gaze, a lightness in her tone as she explained, “I woke up feeling good

in her eye, her words laced with a hint of self–deprecating humor.

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

let out a loud laugh, not surprised that Richard would think that she

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initially wanted to make something grand and

his queen,” Amber quipped with a playful grin.

in the end. Sorry, my king.”

hint of disbelief that lingered in Richard’s

widened into a playful challenge. “Alright, Mr.

seriousness, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Go

the time you’re back, breakfast

teasing roll of his eyes, he agreed to her playful

leave you to your cooking.” he relented, his voice tinged with

the kitchen as

rounding up her cooking, Amber couldn’t

greeted her that very

scandal in motion, painting a vivid picture of

family really was.

on her lips, Amber remembered the headline

arrested for assault, with a

waves

thrust the family into the unforgiving spotlight of

and gossip that pleased Amber very

to run into

also made headlines, which only added to the growing

their breakfast–a simple spread of French toast, eggs,

of relief and pride mingled with a strange thrill.

the plates with care to the dining area, Amber’s thoughts were