Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 02

Sarah's

POV

As I made my way downstairs to meet Richard, my nerves got the best of me like a teenager going on her first date. I never thought any man would see me like this ever but here I was about to stand in front of my husband like this. I wondered what he would see as I made my way into the living room where I could hear footsteps. I wondered what he would think of me, how he would react, and what the outcome of this whole thing would be. Would things go south or would he find this whole thing endearing and pull me closer? "Welcome home honey, I made dinner," I said, walking into the living room, my heart in my throat. Would he kick me out of his life because of this? "Good evening, Mrs. Williams, I'm here to return the keys of the car."

I shrieked at the same Desmond swore and covered his eyes, his cheeks red from embarrassment. "Why are you here? Where is Richard?" I asked, unable to keep the annoyance out of my voice. I pulled the robe closer to my body, irritated that my efforts seemed to have gone to waste.

Desmond dropped his hands and I blanched at the look of pity in his eyes. Richard wasn't coming "Mr. Williams asked me to drop off the car because he will not be coming home tonight."

do." Shaking my head, I turned on my heels trying to keep the tears at bay. This was so embarrassing.

looked down at my outfit. Even if I was going to clean up, I had to

Richard's loss if he didn't get to taste all the deliciousness, I had prepared

I felt tears prick my eyes but I didn't give in. The whole embarrassing scenario played in my head like a tape on repeat as I made

the dining room area frowning as I stared at the now freshly cleaned table. Where did all the food go? Hearing shuffling

I could have handled everything myself," I announced my presence as I walked up to him. He was at the sink washing plates

I had been caught staring. "I wanted to help you, it's the least I could do." I frowned at his words wondering why he was saying that. It

thoughts and I looked up to see him walking away empty-handed. With a raised brow, I walked towards the freezer. There was no way I would let

he had packed. I reached for two other bowls containing salad and

same time he stood behind me and we bumped into each other. I flushed; my cheeks red as I reached for one of the paper nylon bags on the counter. I had so many after buying so much groceries for tonight. "I can't let you leave without taking anything." I stepped