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

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Chapter 111

Third Person POV.

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

allow her in the kitchen?” he

in disbelief.

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

far she had gone, but he knew that he needed

stepped into the kitchen, his eyes fell on the sight of Amber standing behind a sizzling pan, her focus intent

gaze met Amber’s, and a warm, wild smile blossomed on her face at

stray lock of hair behind her ear.

a mix of surprise and amusement

as she explained, “I woke up feeling good today,

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 to follow than they seem,” she

in curiosity as he glanced around the kitchen. “YouTube videos

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

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

seemed like a safer bet in the end. Sorry, my king.”

of disbelief that lingered in Richard’s gaze, alongside

grin widened into a playful challenge. “Alright, Mr. Romero, the kitchen’s off–limits

you,” she declared with mock seriousness, a mischievous glint

by the time you’re back, breakfast will

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

relented, his voice tinged

the kitchen as she

up her cooking, Amber couldn’t help but feel a

the news that had greeted her that very morning. The article

wheels of gossip and scandal in motion, painting a vivid

up Kayden’s family really

Amber remembered the headline

arrested for assault, with a damning video of his altercation

waves

the family into the

a chain reaction of speculation and gossip

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

headlines, which only added to the growing problems within the

their breakfast–a simple spread of French toast, eggs, and bacon–she felt a

relief and pride mingled

to the dining area,