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

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

in disbelief.

replied that Amber had taken it upon herself to oversee the morning meal, prompting the kitchen staff to vacate their

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

Amber standing behind a sizzling pan, her focus intent on the eggs she was expertly frying.

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

a stray lock of

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

gaze, a lightness in her tone as she explained, “I woke

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

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

not surprised that Richard would think

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to make something grand and really

a king and his queen,” Amber quipped with

in the end.

disbelief that lingered in Richard’s gaze, alongside his

widened into a playful challenge. “Alright, Mr. Romero,

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

by the time you’re back, breakfast will be ready.”

resigned sigh and a teasing roll of his eyes, he

your cooking.” he relented, his voice tinged with amusement

from the kitchen as she

cooking, Amber couldn’t help

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

gossip and scandal in motion, painting a

family really

on her lips, Amber remembered the headline that had captured

with a damning video of his altercation

making waves online.

scandalous revelation had thrust the family into the unforgiving spotlight of public

chain reaction of speculation and gossip that pleased

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

made headlines, which only added to the growing problems within

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

relief and pride mingled with a strange

the dining area, Amber’s thoughts were