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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kitchen?” he muttered to

in disbelief.

that Amber had taken it upon herself to oversee

but he knew that

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

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

look who finally decided to grace us with his presence!” Amber chimed as she playfully nudged a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I was beginning to think you planned on sleeping through

mix of surprise and amusement flickering

gaze, a lightness in her tone as she explained, “I woke up feeling good today, so I thought, why not whip up

of self–deprecating humor. “But let’s just say, YouTube cooking tutorials are harder to follow than they seem,” she said, her

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

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

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the eggs, silly. I initially wanted to make

his queen,” Amber quipped with

bet in the

the hint of disbelief that lingered in Richard’s gaze,

widened into a playful

declared with mock seriousness, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Go

the time you’re

sigh and a teasing roll of his eyes, he agreed to

your cooking.” he relented, his voice tinged

kitchen as she had requested.

rounding up her cooking,

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

and scandal in motion, painting

family really

a wry smile playing on her lips, Amber

with a damning video of

making waves online.

scandalous revelation had thrust the family into the unforgiving spotlight of

reaction of speculation and gossip that pleased Amber

reckless behavior–her audacity to run into her and then proceed to slap her

evidence–had also made headlines, which only added to the

simple spread of French toast, eggs, and bacon–she

pride mingled with

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