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

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Amber listened silently to her father as he began to attempt to justify himself. “Amber, the thing

that happened with Mary isn’t something I can easily explain. It’s all very complicated,” he said.

His response struck a nerve in her, and she could feel the anger bubbling at the mention of Mary’s

name. “I’m still curious, Dad. Go ahead and explain this

complicated story and tell me how it all

started. I’m sure it was all just a big mistake, right?” she retorted, her tone laced with sarcasm.

Martin shifted uncomfortably in his seat, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “Yes, Amber, it

was a mistake. I know you probably won’t believe me, but things with Mary escalated so quickly, and I

hardly even remember how it all began. A few weeks after… something happened between us. She car to me and told me she was pregnant. She said I was the father, and I was left with no other choice

but to marry her,” he admitted, his voice filled with shame and regret.

Amber’s eyes rolled involuntarily at his words, a wave of disbelief washing over her. “So, what you’re telling me is that you let yourself be seduced by Mary less than two years after Mom passed away? Was it that hard to stay away from Mom’s old friend and keep yourself from getting in bed with her?” she questioned, her voice filled with disappointment.

Martin opened his mouth to respond, but Amber held up a hand, cutting him off before he could utter a

word. “Save it, Dad. Now that I think about it, I don’t need to hear your explanations. You made your choice, and now you have to live with the consequences of all your actions, no matter how praiseworthy you think they are,” she stated firmly, her gaze unwavering.

A heavy silence settled between them as Martin sighed, recognizing the futility of trying to defend

himself. “Amber, I know I have no right to ask for your understanding, but everything I did was to protect you and the rest of the family. I just tried my best to keep us safe,” he implored, his voice

tinged with desperation.

Amber scoffed, her expression hardening as she shook her head. “Stop lying to yourself, Dad. You’re not fooling anyone, least of all me,” she retorted, her voice filled with a sense of betrayal.

She leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest as she fixed her father with a piercing gaze. “Even if I could believe that you agreed to work for the Black family for Mom’s sake and to get revenge for her, I know for a fact that you ended up losing your way because of your greed, Dad. No excuses you make can justify what you did too. You handed me over to Kayden, knowing he was responsible for Mom’s death. You practically sold me out, putting me in a situation where I was

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sleeping with the enemy without even realizing that the man I trusted had taken my mother from me,”

hitting Martin like

head, his guilt settling heavily on his

undo

now?” he inquired, his

steely as she met her father’s

what

want, Dad. I want you to stop protecting Kayden. Give up every piece of evidence you have against

out a heavy sigh, a twinge of concern flickering in his eyes as

you sure you’re ready to go against Kayden? Do you truly

danger?” he inquired, his voice tinged

shook her head. “I am not the same

me like I’m stupid. I know what

with determination. “You’re wasting my time. Give me what I want, or you’ll spend the rest

jail for crimes that aren’t even yours,”

to Amber’s

on Kayden and his family,” he conceded, his voice

the extent of the evidence he had compiled against Kayden, detailing

his illicit dealings and

damning picture of Kayden’s sordid past and present. “How did you gather all this information and

saying anything?” she questioned, her voice

important now. What matters

you’ll have the leverage you

serious.

sighed. “Where is this safe located, Dad?” she inquired, her

in her.

vault in a private bank. You’ll need to

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father, determination etched into her features. “Make

5 = 3 s os so

a brisk nod, Amber rose from her seat. “Also,

on yourself, Dad. I

Dad. Until then,

change for the better,” she

Amber strode out of the visitation room, the heavy door closing behind her with a resounding

in the steering wheel caught her attention–a nagging sensation that something was amiss. Frowning, she pushed the thought aside, attributing

with her

foreboding feeling settled in the

red, prompting Amber to step on the brakes. To her

failed to respond, hurtling forward at an alarming speed. Panic clawed at her

was also malfunctioning, propelling the car

world seemed to blur into a surreal haze as Amber grappled with the chaos unfolding in her malfunctioning car. The rush of wind against her windows mingled with the pounding of her heart, a disorienting sound that drowned

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loomed closer. Amber’s hands gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles

of terror through her trembling form. In a fraction of

SUV’s brutal momentum propelled her car sideways, careening towards another vehicle that loomed menacingly in her periphery. The sickening crunch of metal meeting