Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

Third Person POV.

Amber’s eyes searched Richard’s face: her brow furrowed in confusion as she tilted her head slightly. her gaze unwavering as she posed her question. “Richard, can you explain who this ‘H‘ is? I’m a little lost here.” she said, trying to understand what he was talking about and who the battered man in front of her could possibly be.

Richard met her gaze. his expression serious as he carefully chose his words. “H is the person who supplied the drugs that Kayden had planted in my father’s house, Amber,” he revealed. “There’s more to explain, but we’ll get to that after Killian and I have a word with him.”

Amber’s confusion deepened, her eyes darting nervously between Richard. Killian, and the other men in the building. The weight of their collective gaze fell on her, and she could sense the silent expectation hanging in the air as if they were trying to ask for her approval before proceeding with their undisclosed intentions. Inhaling deeply, she quelled the rising unease in her, reminding herself that Richard always had a reason for his actions while urging herself to trust him.

Turning to Richard, she voiced her concern. “Are you going to… hurt him during the interrogation? Do I have to witness that?” Her worry was palpable in her words, because the last thing she wanted was to witness her husband, his friend, and their goons beat a man up.

Killian, who had been observing the exchange, sensed Amber’s distress and quickly interjected. “We won t lay a hand on him anymore, especially since you’re here, Amber. He’s unconscious right now, so all you’ll see is us dousing him with ice water before we start questioning him. After that, I promise to keep everything else PG–13,” he responded, and if the situation wasn’t serious at the moment, Amber knew she’d have laughed out loud.

She nodded in understanding, a faint sense of relief washing over her as she acknowledged Killian’s reassurance. “I see. You can carry on with what you need to do then. I’ll just watch from afar,” she acquiesced, her eyes flickering back to Richard, a look of skepticism lingering in her gaze.

Richard chuckled softly at her skepticism, his hand reaching out to grasp hers and pulling her closer to him in a protective gesture.

Amber watched with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation as Killian silently signaled to one of the men standing nearby. Without hesitation, the burly figure approached a large drum concealed in the

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comer of the room, deftly scooping out a bucket of water before turning towards the captive named H.

In a swift and fluid motion, the icy, cold water cascaded over H’s head, jolting him out of his unconscious stupor.

As H sputtered and shook off the shock of the sudden shower, his gaze shifted from Killian to the unfamiliar faces of Richard and Amber. Amber couldn’t help but gasp inwardly as she finally beheld

H’s face in its entirety. The bruises and cuts that marred his features were a stark reflection of

the brutality he had endured, but what truly caught her attention was the vacant socket where his eye should have been. The damaged and disfigured eye made him appear both menacing and pitiful, a sigh that sent a shiver down her spine.

Suppressing the urge to voice her astonishment, Amber redirected her focus as Killian’s voice cut

through the tense silence. With a sharp edge to his tone, Killian demanded, “Are you finally ready to

talk, H?”

H let out a derisive scoff, a fleeting expression of defiance crossing his battered countenance. He

started to form a response but abruptly halted when his gaze locked with Richard’s. H remarked, “You

look like the witch who kept me locked up before. Are you two related? Her son, perhaps?”

Richard’s own expression twisted into a mixture of amusement and malice at H’s observation. “You

should be grateful to that ‘witch,” he retorted, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. “She’s the reason you’re still breathing.”

Amber listened to their exchange with a furrowed brow, her mind whirling with questions and

confusion. Who was this ‘witch‘ they spoke of? Sensing that she needed more information before

piecing together the puzzle, she opted to remain silent, choosing instead to observe the unfolding

interrogation with a cautious eye.

Richard’s expression hardened as he locked eyes with H, determination etched in the lines of his

face. “H. I need answers, and I need them immediately. Tell us everything you know about Kayden

Black, including your dealings with him,” he demanded, his voice firm and unwavering.

H’s lips curled into a sardonic smirk before he let out a scoff. “The only thing I owe you is the

truth about those drugs. They were mine, not your father’s, and that’s all I’m admitting to,” he replied. “I have no reason to discuss any other business I may or may not have had with Kayden, so

stop trying so hard.”

Richard’s jaw clenched in frustration at H’s evasiveness. “Don’t you dare try to play games with me, H.

You’re only alive because one of my people thought you were worth sparing. But what I don’t

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understand is why you’re protecting the very person who tried to have you killed. What does Kayden have on you that makes you so loyal?” he pressed.

H let out a weary sigh, his gaze flickering between Richard and Killian. “If I say anything against Kayden, I’ll be signing my own death warrant as soon as I walk out of here,” he explained.

Killian interjected, “Are you really willing to protect someone who has already shown they have no qualms about ending your life? Isn’t it that you’re staying quiet because you think we can’t kill you?” he challenged H, his gaze steady and unwavering.

H’s smirk widened, a glint of audacity in his eyes as he met Killian’s gaze head–on. “I know your

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won’t kill me. So don’t bother with threats, because I won’t spill anything.” he retorted, his tone

sharp.

Amber watched in stunned silence as Richard released her hand and strode purposefully towards H, a flash of fury and steel in his gaze. A wicked smile played on Richard’s lips as he stood before H, a glint

of menace in his eyes. “Humberto Rodriguez, isn’t that your real name?” Richard inquired, his voice low and dangerously calm.

H met Richard’s gaze with a defiant glare and a smirk tugging at the corners of his bruised lips. “There’s nothing more to my name, so why would I care if you know it or not?” he retorted.

Richard’s laughter reverberated through the room, a dry and mocking sound that sent shivers down Ambe s spine. “Ah, Humberto. You may not care about your own name, but what about Estella and Mariana

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Richard’s laughter reverberated through the room, a dry and mocking sound that sent shivers down Amber

s spine. “Ah, Humberto. You may not care about your own name, but what about Estella and Mariana

Rodriguez? Don’t you care about their names?” he probed.

A flicker of recognition crossed H’s features, his bravado faltering for a fleeting moment. A tremor

ran through his frame, a telltale sign that the names struck a chord deep in him. Amber watched with

a slight intrigue as she witnessed the crack in H’s façade, an expression that hinted at the fear he

tried so desperately to conceal.

H’s voice rose in a sudden burst of anger, his eyes ablaze with fear and defiance. “Don’t you dare

touch them!” he snarled, the tremor in his voice belying his bravado.

Richard’s chuckle cut through the tension like a knife. “Oh, I have no intention of harming your wife or child. In fact, I’m giving you the chance to save them from this mess,” he declared, his gaze

unwavering as he locked eyes with H.

Confusion clouded H’s expression as he struggled to grasp the gravity of Richard’s words. “What do

you mean?” he demanded. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Richard’s smile turned cold, and his tone was steely as he laid out his ultimatum. “In exchange for the safety of your family, you will tell me everything you know about Kayden. Leaving nothing out,” Humberto. And if you don’t comply, I won’t hesitate to let Kayden know you’re alive. And we both know what he’s capable of, don’t we?” he stated, and H’s resolve immediately weakened.

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