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

Chapter Eighty Nine Third Person POV.

As Richard and Amber made their way back into their apartment, the tension that lingered between them was palpable. Richard walked ahead of her, his movements brisk as he headed straight for his bedroom without saying a word. Amber followed behind him, a heavy sigh escaping her lips as she watched him disappear into the room.

Recalling the silent car ride from Bianca's place back to their apartment, Amber couldn't shake the sense of unease that settled over her. Richard's stoic silence had spoken volumes, his mood uncertain to the point that it left her grasping for the right words to break through his walls.

Sinking into the comfort of the living room sofa, Amber pondered her next move, her mind racing with several thoughts and concerns. She knew that whatever transpired between Richard and Elena had lef him on edge, and his demeanor had becvery distant and closed off.

She also felt how heavy his emotions were, and a sense of helplessness crept in as she wrestled with the desire to cheer him up while not knowing how to go about it. Since she didn’t know Richard all that well, she couldn't be too sure what she could do or say to him that could make him feel better.

Also, since their relationship was quite fragile, with its boundaries still undefined and uncharted, she hesitated a bit to approach him, unsure of how to comfort Richard without overstepping into unknown territory. She gazed at the closed door of his bedroom, a knot of uncertainty settling in her stomach as she deliberated her next steps. / A rumble of hunger echoed through the silence, drawing Amber out of her reverie. She realized with a pang of regret that they hadn't even had the chance to eat dinner amidst the chaos of Elena’s unexpected arrival. A frown formed on her face, and a pang of sadness tugged at her heart as she realized that once again, she had missed her chance to be a part of a family dinner.

While she was in her thoughts, an idea sparked in her mind, a mischievous glint brightening her eyes. as a thought crossed her mind. She checked the tfirst to make sure there was still time, and when she realized that there was, she smiled to herself in satisfaction.

She had been trying to think of a way to approach Richard without making him uncomfortable, so she rose from the comfort of the sofa, setting her sights on the closed door that separated her from him.

Drawing a deep breath to stea hoping he wouldn't refuse her paddo py Impending conversation.

15:44 Mon, 4 Mar G GG 37%- Chapter Eighty Nine Lip to 30% of! Up As she approached Richard's bedroom door, she took a deep breath, and with a tentative knock, she called out softly, “Richard, | know things have been intense tonight, but | was thinking... Maybe we could order spizza? We both missed out on dinner, and | wanted to make sure you at least eat something before going to bed.” Her voice held a note of warmth, a gentle invitation extended in the hopes of getting him out of his bad mood.

A moment passed in silence before the door creaked open, revealing Richard's shadowy figure framed against the dimly lit room. His gaze met hers, an unreadable expression flickering in his eyes as he surveyed her. “I appreciate it, Amber,” he began. “Pizza sounds good right about now. Why don’t you go ahead and order? I'll be out in a few minutes.” Relief flooded through Amber as she nodded in understanding, a smile gracing her lips as she turned to head back to the living room. With a relieved sigh, she dialed the number for Richard's favorite pizza place, which he had told her about, and quickly placed an order.

Amber sat on the sofa, her attention momentarily on her phone as she waited for Richard to cout of his room. When he finally stepped out, his eyes immediately sought her out as he inquired about the status of the order. Amber nodded, a small smile playing on her lips as she confirmed that she had indeed placed the pizza order.

As she braced herself for the awkwardness that still lingered between them, Richard surprised her by taking a seat beside her and suddenly pulling her on his legs and wrapping his arms around her tightly.

Amber's initial surprise melted away as she settled into the warmth of his hug, feeling the weight of his emotions pressing against her.

Richard held her close, his grip firm and unwavering, as he pressed into her as if his life depended on it.

Amber pulled back slightly, meeting his gaze with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

“Do you want to talk about what happened earlier? Or would you prefer to wait until after dinner?” she asked.

Her words hung in the air as she waited for Richard to respond to her. Richard chuckled lightly, at hint of amusement tugging at the corners of his lips as he considered her question.

“I know you're worried about me, but what if I tell you | don’t feel like talking just yet?” Richard said as his eyes met hers with a vulnerability that tugged at her heartstrings.

15:44 Mon, 4 Mar GGG.

Chapter Eighty Nine Up to 30% Her words hung in the air as she waited for Richard to respond to her. Richard chuckled lightly, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of his lips as he considered her question.

“I know you're worried about me, but what if I tell you | don’t feel like talking just yet?” Richard said as his eyes met hers with a vulnerability that tugged at her heartstrings.

“All | want to do is hold you close because right now, you're all that matters to me. Not anything. else that happened earlier,” he added.

Amber's heart swelled at his honesty, surprised by how vulnerable he was being with her. Even though she knew he was deflecting the conversation away from the unresolved tension he had with Elena, sh chose to honor his wish not to talk about it, giving him the space he wanted from that topic.

With a gentle smile, Amber leaned in, pressing a kiss to Richard's lips, a silent gesture of reassurance and comfort. Wrapping her arms around him, she let her touch convey what words could not-a reassurance that she was there for him, no matter what it was he was really struggling with.

As she held him close, her hand tracing soothing patterns along his back, Amber felt a sense of peace settle between them, and she could also feel Richard relaxing into her touch. They stayed in the sposition for a few more minutes until the doorbell rang, cutting their moment short.

“Dinner’s here,” Amber muttered softly, pulling herself to go get the door, but Richard suddenly grabbed her arm, halting her.

“What if | say | love you, Amber? How would that make you feel?” he asked Amber all of a sudden, and the moment she heard him mention the L word, her mind went completely blank.

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