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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kitchen was very scary to him because he knew that she

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

in disbelief.

to oversee the morning meal, prompting the kitchen staff to vacate their usual position.

but he knew that

fell on the sight of Amber standing behind a sizzling pan, her focus

presence. Richard’s gaze met Amber’s, and a

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

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

she explained, “I woke up feeling good today, so I thought, why not whip up

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

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

would immediately let out a loud laugh, not surprised that Richard

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

and his queen,” Amber quipped with a playful grin.

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

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

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

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

by the time you’re back, breakfast

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

he relented, his

the kitchen as she had requested.

up her cooking, Amber couldn’t

greeted her that

on had set the wheels of gossip and scandal in motion, painting a vivid picture of how

up Kayden’s family

smile playing on her lips, Amber remembered the headline that had

for assault, with a damning video of his altercation

making waves online.

family into the unforgiving

reaction of speculation and

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

made headlines, which only added to the growing problems

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

relief and pride mingled with a strange thrill.

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