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

Chapter Thirty Six

Third Person POV.

Richard stared at Amber, annoyance etched across his face as he demanded an explanation for her unexpected

presence in his room.

Amber stood frozen in place, shock pulsing through her veins, rendering her speechless. His irritated tone only

fueled her discomfort, and she struggled to find her voice amidst the brewing tension in the room.

“Why... why are you staring atlike that?” Richard's voice dripped with irritation. “Are you skind of

pervert?”

Amber snapped out of her daze, her wide eyes widening even further as panic coursed through her. “N-no I'm

not a pervert,” she stammered, her words tumbling over one another in her haste. “I-I apologize

if I looked strange. That wasn’t my intention.”

His annoyance seemed to deepen, Richard's brow furrowing as he regarded her carefully. “Then what are you

doing in my room?” he asked.

Amber's stuttered response spilled out, her words faltering as she struggled to compose herself. “I... | tried to

call for a servant to helpwith the zipper on my wedding dress, so | could take

it off. But no one answered, and... and | didn’t know what to do. You were the only person | could think of for

help.” She finished her explanation.

Richard let out a long sigh, his impatience seemingly overshadowed by exasperation. “You could have at least

waited outside my room,” he retorted. “You've infringed on my privacy by barging in without

permission.”

Amber's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she dropped her gaze to the floor. “I... | apologize,” she

murmured. “You're right. | shouldn’t have cin without asking.”

Richard's stern expression softened slightly as he looked at her. “Is it only your wedding dress that

you need help with?”

Amber nodded meekly, unable to meet his gaze. “Yes, that’s all,” she replied.

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He let out another sigh, his gaze briefly wandering around the room before settling back on Amber. “Fine,” he

conceded. “Wait outside my room. Letget dressed first, and then I'll assist you with

your dress’s zipper.”

Amber nodded again, grateful for his offer of help despite the friction between them. She turned to leave, her

steps hesitant as she made her way towards the door. As she reached for the handle, her hand paused, and she

mustered the courage to speak up.

“I'm sorry, Richard,” she said. “I didn’t mean to invade your privacy. It won't happen again.”

Amber walked out the door, and stood outside Richard’s door, her mind buzzing with a chaotic mix of thoughts

and emotions. She couldn't help but feel a heightened awareness of what had transpired moments earlier her

unexpected intrusion, her glimpse of Richard's shirtless form. The memory played on a loop in her mind, amping

up her curiosity and conflicting feelings.

The tattoos. That was what had struck her the most. The sight of the designs etched on Richard's skin had

mesmerized her. It was something she hadn't expected, and she couldn't help but be slightly curious about him,

his tattoos, and what she would have seen if his towel had slipped.

She fought against the creeping blush that had stained her cheeks when her thoughts steered towards a more

provocative path. She scolded herself internally, berating her wandering mind and those pesky what-if scenarios.

She refused to think of herself as a pervert, but the lure of the illicit thoughts whispered in her mind was hard to

ignore.

Biting her lip, Amber refocused her attention on the tattoos. She mentally retraced the ones she had managed to

glimpse earlier the striking face, the smaller designs, and the quotes. Counting them, she estimated there were

at least five tattoos scattered across his skin.

Lost in contemplation, Amber's thoughts eventually circled back to her original purpose for being here She

needed to talk to Richard, to understand why he had been so cold towards her lately. She needed to address the

tension that had settled between them, and perhaps find a way to clear the air.

As if in response to her thoughts, the door to Richard's bedroom swung open. He appeared in the doorway, now

dressed in a simple t-shirt and shorts, a more approachable version of himself. His eyes met hers, and he

beckoned her inside.

“Cin,” he said. “Let's get this over with.”

Amber stepped into the room, and Richard's eyes scanned the room briefly before he turned to face

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“Do | have to ‘unzip the entire dress?” Richard asked. “I don’t want to accidentally expose you.”

Amber's lips quirked into a small smile as she shook her head. “No, Richard. You don’t have to unzip the whole

dress,” she replied. “The zipper is a bit hidden, but it’s there. If you just unzip it a bit from the top, I can take it

from there.”

Richard's shoulders sagged in relief, a soft sigh escaping his lips. “Thank goodness,” he mumbled, trailing his

fingers over the fabric of her dress.

Amber's breath hitched as she felt the light graze of Richard's fingers on her back. Her body tensed

for a moment before she willed herself to relax, reminding herself that his touch was innocent. She

mentally chided herself for her sudden reaction, her mind wandering back to their earlier encounter.

Richard's fingers continued their gentle exploration, inching their way down her back, searching for

the hidden zipper. Tseemed to stretch on, each passing moment filled with anger. Amber held her

breath, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, Richard's fingers found what they were searching for. He zipped the dress down with Amber's

hand guiding him through the process of what was enough for Amber to take over, and their fingers grazed as

the transition was made.

“I'm done,” Richard announced. “You can turn around now.”

Amber spun on her heels to face him, her eyes locked on his. “Thank you, Richard,” she said. “I

really appreciate your help.”

Richard nodded, his gaze still strict before he cleared his throat, pushing back the intensity of the

moment. “You're welcome,” he replied.

Amber hesitated, realizing that her task wasn’t yet complete. She had something to say to Richard, something

that needed to be addressed. She took a step towards the door, preparing to leave, while summoning the

courage to speak her mind.

But before she could take another step, she froze in her tracks, a sudden determination filling her.

She turned back to face Richard, determination etched on her face.

“You're not going to bed now, are you?” Amber asked.

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But before she could take another step, she froze in her tracks, a sudden determination filling her. She turned

back to face Richard, determination etched on her face.

“You're not going to bed now, are you?” Amber asked.

Richard blinked in confusion, caught off guard by her sudden inquiry. “Um... no, | was planning on staying up for

a while,” he replied. “Why do you ask?”

A small smile played at the corners of Amber's lips. “Good. That's good,” she said. “Because | want to talk to

you. | have something to say, and | won't take ‘no’ for an answer.”

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