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

kitchen?” he muttered to himself while shaking

in disbelief.

had taken it upon herself to oversee the morning meal, prompting the

far she had gone, but he knew that he needed

of 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

she playfully nudged a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I was

back and forth between Amber and the pan, a mix of surprise and amusement flickering

to his questioning gaze, a lightness in her tone as she explained, “I woke up feeling good today, so I thought, why not whip up something special for us?”

make something real fancy,” she 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 said, her admission accompanied by a sheepish

curiosity as he glanced around the kitchen. “YouTube videos for frying

not surprised that

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wanted to make something grand

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

like a safer bet in the end. Sorry,

hint of disbelief that lingered in Richard’s gaze, alongside his evident urge

into a playful challenge. “Alright,

you,” she declared with mock seriousness, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Go back up, freshen

the time you’re back, breakfast will

a teasing roll of his eyes, he

I’ll leave you to your cooking.” he relented, his voice tinged with amusement as he made

from the kitchen as she had requested.

the tiring task of rounding up her cooking, Amber couldn’t help but

news that had greeted her that

wheels of gossip and scandal in motion, painting

up Kayden’s family really was.

a wry smile playing on her lips, Amber remembered the headline

assault, with a damning video

waves

the family into the unforgiving spotlight

and gossip that pleased Amber very much.

audacity to run into her and then

headlines, which

finished plating their breakfast–a simple spread of French toast, eggs, and

pride mingled with a strange

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