Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon
Chapter 49

Chapter Forty Nine 

Amber’s POV. 

My entire world started to spin ten times faster as soon as Kayden mentioned to me that Richard was 

also in the car when he hit my mother and killed her. 

I found it hard to process his words at first until it hit me that not only did I marry the man who killed my mother, but I also ended up marrying the man who was an accomplice to the crime. 

My heart fell to my stomach as the puzzle pieces started to fall in place and my legs started to 

wobble to the point where I almost fell, but Richard’s hands quickly grabbed me. As soon as I felt 

his touch on my skin, I flinched, immediately throwing his hands away from mine. 

I stared back at him, secretly waiting for him to deny Kayden’s words, argue with him, and just say 

something to prove that Kayden was only trying to mess with me, but he said nothing. 

He said nothing, and the guilt in his eyes was enough to tell me that Kayden wasn’t lying. When I 

couldn’t contain my anger anymore, I stormed out of the restaurant, trying to walk straight despite 

the fact that my tears had blurred my eyes, and I didn’t even know what to do or where to go. 

I could feel Richard coming after me, so I tried to pick up my pace and get away from him as quickly 

as I could. When I realized that I couldn’t outrun him, I halted in my tracks and turned to look at 

him with the most disgusted frown that my face could muster. 

“Stay away from me, Richard!” I warned him, hoping he’d just listen and get away from me. 

“Listen, Amber, I know you’re most likely confused and annoyed right now, but I’m going to have to  S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

beg you to calm down. Let’s just go home and we’ll talk this out, I beg you,” he said. 

“Talk this out. What exactly are we going to talk about, Richard Romero? Are we going to talk about 

how you’re the most despicable and miserable bastard to exist on earth? Will we be talking about how 

you’re nothing but a liar and a murderer, or will it be about how you’re not any different from the man you supposedly hate?” I snapped. 

“Amber, I know this seems a certain way, but I promise you, it’s not what you think. I’m not a 

murderer, and I didn’t mean to lie to you,” Richard responded. 

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I rolled my eyes. “Save your lies for someone who cares to buy them, Richard, because I don’t. And for your own good, you better stay very far away from him if you don’t want the whole world to find out who you really are.” I warned and walked away. 

Since we came in his car earlier and I had no intention of going anywhere near him, his car, or his place, I quickly halted a cab, got in, and asked the driver to take me to my old apartment before I 

married Richard. 

As soon as the can started to move, I settled into the back seat, closed my eyes, and blacked out a 

few minutes later. 

I groggily woke up to the sound of the cab driver calling me “ma’am” repeatedly and informing me that we had arrived at my place. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I mustered a small smile and thanked 

the driver, handing him a few crumpled dollar bills as payment. 

With that. I stepped out of the car, my weary b*dy desperate for the comfort of home. 

As my tired feet carried me towards my front door, the weight of recent revelations still hung 

heavily on my mind. The encounter with Kayden had left a searing mark, ripping apart my life as I 

knew it. But there was no time to dwell on the past, no time for self–pity. 

The door creaked open, welcoming me back into my old apartment. I tossed my purse carelessly on the 

floor, its contents spilling out, as I immediately began pacing around the living room. 

I felt a strong sense of rage that I had never felt before, but at the same time, I felt nothing. At 

the restaurant, I felt the urge to cry, but now I feel nothing. I didn’t want to cry, and even if I 

did. I couldn’t 

My tear glands had suddenly dried up, and the only thing I felt like doing was sinking into my bed and falling asleep. I felt so weak, so tired, and so lazy that all I wanted to do was fall asleep. 

It made no sense to me, especially because I just heard about how my mother really died from the man 

who killed her, and I was supposed to be sad, angry, frustrated, and out for blood, but I felt none 

of that. I just wanted to go to sleep. 

I was wondering if there was something wrong with me when my phone suddenly started to ring from the 

floor. I had a feeling it was from Richard, and I decided not to bother checking it since I had no 

interest in talking to him, but the phone just kept ringing nonstop, and after getting frustrated 

with it, I decided to check who was calling and tell them to go to hell. 

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To my surprise, when I picked up the phone from the floor, the caller ID I wasn’t expecting to see wasn’t what I ended up seeing. Instead, I was getting a call from the little witch called Marlene. 

I hesitated for a while, knowing very well that she couldn’t be calling me for any good reason, but 

after thinking about it again, I realized that I had no reason to ignore her calls. 

Sighing, I took one last look at my phone before finally picking up her call. 

“Well, hello there, big sis!” she greeted me in an overly cheerful tone, causing me to roll my eyes. 

“I know why you called me, Marlene. Get to it.” I responded, knowing very well that she aimed to try 

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to rub salt on my wounds. 

“Oh, you do? Well, that’s a good thing, Amber. But I called you to congratulate you on your wedding 

to Mr. Romero. I mean, it’s not easy for a divorced woman to find love again just three months after 

her divorce. You are definitely one of the luckiest women on earth, big sis,” she pointed out with a 

squeal, and I simply shook my head at her foolishness. 

“Marlene Marie Grey. You are a twenty–three–year–old woman! Don’t you think these childish tactics of 

yours are a bit shameful? Are you not tired? Are you that bored? Is Kayden not treating you right?” | 

asked, genuinely curious to understand how she had so much time on her hands to call about 

pretending. 

I would hear her chuckle from the other end of the call before she would finally respond. “I should 

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I would near ner chuckie from the other end of the call 

all before she would пnally respond. I snovia be the one asking such questions, Amber. Are you okay? Are you sure you’re okay? Is everything okay with you and your husband?” she asked. 

I didn’t respond. 

“I know you hate me and all, but I’m genuinely just worried for you. I’m really hoping you can keep your marriage alive this time and not end up as a second–time divorcee. We both know no one’s going to respect a woman who has been divorced twice when she isn’t even thirty yet, Amber. So do your 

best to stay married this time, because if you don’t…” She paused. “I’ll mop the floor with you so bad. you’ll end up in an asylum.” 

Her response didn’t shock me. Instead, it amused me. 

“How far along are you now, Marlene?” I asked, and I could tell by the short pause in her breathing that I had caught her off guard with my question. 

“Why? Are you planning on harming my baby and me? Would you stoop so low?” she questioned. 

I scoffed. “In the next five months, my niece or nephew will be coming out of you, and you better believe that you have that child to thank because they’re the only reason I’m choosing to leave you alone for the time being. But once that baby comes out of you, Marlene, I’ll make you start cutting yourself again, just like the good old days.” 

And with that, I hung up. 

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