Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

Chapter Seventy Five

Third Person POV.

Amber’s excitement bubbled forth as she and Richard waited in the bustling airport, perched on the edge of a bench. She gazed out at the gates, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she spoke animatedly to Richard.

“I can’t believe we’re finally in Milan! I’ve always dreamed of exploring Italy, but I never had a chance to travel as much as I wanted you,” Amber beamed, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. She turned her gaze towards Richard. “You have no idea how relieved I am to be out of the States, even if

it’s only for a few days.”

Richard, though slightly amused, shook his head in response. “Out of all the places you could have chosen for our honeymoon, I still can’t fathom why you picked Italy,” he replied. “Just so you know,

I’m not as excited about this as you are.”

Amber rolled her eyes playfully, an unimpressed look dancing in her expression. “Oh, come on, Richard. What’s not to love about Italy? The art, the history, the food–it’s all so magical,” she countered. “I already made a list of the places I want to visit after spending all night doing my research, and whether you like it or not, I’ll be visiting each and every one of them. Also, this is the perfect opportunity for me to meet your family.”

Richard chuckled, the comers of his lips curling into a small smile. “I’m not saying I’m not excited at all,” he clarified, his voice warm. “But just be prepared, Amber. I have a large family, and my grandmother in particular won’t let you leave until you’ve met every single one of my relatives.”

Amber’s smile never wavered, only growing wider with each passing moment. “That sounds amazing.” she replied with genuine enthusiasm. “I’ve never had a big family, so I’m excited to experience what it feels like. I already know not to expect gentle people, seeing how extroverted and enthusiastic

Bianca is.”

As they continued their playful banter, Richard’s attention was suddenly drawn to a familiar voice calling his name. His brows furrowed, a flicker of unease crossing his features. He glanced in the direction of the voice and spotted his twin sister, Bianca, running towards them.

Bianca approached them with a radiant smile, her arms outstretched for a hug. “Richard! Amber!” she

exclaimed, pulling Amber into an embrace. Amber reciprocated the hug warmly.

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After the initial greetings, Bianca couldn’t help but express her disbelief. “I can’t believe you two chose Italy for your honeymoon,” Bianca chuckled. “And I can swear on everything I hold dear that it

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wasn’t Richard’s idea. He wouldn’t willingly visit Italy unless someone died, and he was obligated to

attend a funeral. He hates it here.”

Richard’s face contorted in a frown, a glimmer of annoyance shining through. “Shut up, Bianca,” he

muttered through gritted teeth.

Bianca couldn’t resist a mischievous chuckle as she turned her attention towards Amber, her

expression playful. “Alright, Amber, hand me your bags,” she said, her voice light–hearted.

Amber pointed towards a small bag resting on the bench beside her, her eyes glinting with amusement.

“That’s all I brought,” she replied.

Bianca furrowed her brows in confusion, her eyes darting between the bag and Amber. “That’s your

suitcase?” she asked incredulously.

Amber chuckled, enjoying the mix of confusion and amusement on Bianca’s face. “Yep, that’s it. I like to pack light,” she replied, her voice light and carefree.

Bianca shook her head in disbelief. “Why are your bags so small? Are you not here for your honeymoon?

You must have brought more!”

Richard rolled his eyes, his tone laced with dry sarcasm, as he interjected. “I asked her to pack light, silly,” he said, his voice dripping with exasperation. “Why pack everything from over there when she could always shop for new clothes and accessories while we’re here?”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Bianca shook her head, her confusion giving way to amusement. “Seriously, Richard? Are you just showing off that you’re rich or something?” she asked, her voice teasing.

Richard scoffed, “Please, Bianca. Don’t even try to play that card like you’re any different.”

Bianca raised an eyebrow. “Point of correction, dear brother,” she countered. “I’m a cop, and cops don’t get paid enough to be considered rich.”

Richard was about to respond, a retort at the tip of his tongue, but Amber, who had been observing their banter with an amused expression, couldn’t help but interrupt. “Wait, wait,” she interjected. “Bianca, are you being serious? You’re a cop?”

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Bianca frowned slightly, a twinge of disappointment etching itself into her features. “You didn’t know? *she asked. When Amber shook her head, Bianca shot a glare at Richard. “Learn to talk more about your sister to your wife, Richard. It wouldn’t kill you,” she scolded, her voice stern.

Turning her attention back to Amber, Bianca confirmed, “Well, yes, sister–in–law, I am a cop. That’s why Richard and I don’t get along. I’m on the good side of the spectrum, trying to catch idiots like my twin brother here.”

Amber’s confusion deepened, a myriad of questions bubbling in her. But before she could voice them, Richard swiftly smacked Bianca on the head, frustration evident in his eyes. “Just please shut up

already, Bianca. You’re so annoying,” he muttered.

Bianca would scoff at him before picking up Amber’s bag and urging Amber to follow her.

“Let me guess, you didn’t pack any bags at all, right, Richard?” she asked as they walked out.

“Why should I? I own an apartment here, remember?”

“Oh, my bad. I completely forgot since you never actually use it,” Bianca retorted, and Richard simply shrugged innocently.

“Bibi, you did drive an actual car here, right? I mean a real car, and not one of those police vans. of yours, right?” Richard asked, hoping he wouldn’t have to deal with another one of her dirty and

uncomfortable work cars that she never cleaned.

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With a wicked chuckle, Bianca responded, “Don’t worry, brother. I care about my sister–in–law, so thanks to her, you’ll have the privilege of sitting in a really nice car that suits your taste.”

“Idiot,” he muttered under his breath as they exited the airport and ended towards Bianca’s car.

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