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

Chapter 49

Richard's pov.

That kiss. I hadn't planned it. God, I didn't even think it would happen.

One minute, we were standing there, exchanging words that were half full of hope and half full of caution, and the next... Well, she kissed me back, didn't she?

It wasn't the kiss on our wedding day-that cold, brief peck I now regretted. This kiss, though, meant something.

I could feel it in the way she hesitated, the way her lips stayed on mine just a second longer than they should have.

But then she pulled away. And I could see it in her eyes-the confusion, the fear, and that ever-present wall she'd built between us. I'd done that.

I was the reason she couldn't trust me easily anymore.

"Richard, I can't do this. Not yet."

Those words echoed in my head the whole night. I watched her drive away, wanting to stop her, to say something, but I didn't.

She needed space, and for the first time in my life, I understood that giving her what she needed was more important than what I wanted.

But damn it, I wanted her back. I wanted her more than I'd ever allowed myself to admit before.

Seeing her every day, laughing with her over dinners, watching her light up when she talked about her business, her passions... It was like I was meeting the real Sarah for the first time. And now, I couldn't imagine going back to the way things were.

The next morning, I couldn't focus. My thoughts kept going back to that kiss, her words, the look in her eyes.

wondered if she'd been thinking about it too or if she was just finding

a message from her, but of course, nothing. She wasn't

had to tread carefully-one wrong move, and I could

take it anymore. I needed to see her.

I made up some excuses about needing to discuss a business proposal. It wasn't entirely a lie; I'd been

her office, she looked up, surprised to see me, and for a split

a bit tight, like she was

casual. I handed her the proposal, watching as her fingers brushed against mine when she took

was again-something electric, something I couldn't ignore, no

tell she wasn't really reading it. Her mind was somewhere else, probably still

good," she mumbled after a few minutes, her

my voice felt like it was only for her, "we don't have to talk about it right now, but... I just

a moment, and then she sighed, running

willing to be patient. I've waited this

papers in front of her like they suddenly became the most interesting thing in the world. I let out a quiet sigh and stood up

I reached the door, I heard her voice-soft,

"Why now?"

back, confused. "What do

doing this now?" she asked, her eyes finally meeting mine, searching for something. "We've

second. It was a fair question, one I

was because

it was because I was an idiot back then, too blind to see what was right in front of me. But none of that felt like the

stepping back into the room. "Back then, I was... I don't know, lost.

I was doing, how much I was hurting you. But losing you... that was the wake-up call I needed. And now that I've got this second chance to even be in your life, I'm not wasting it." She blinked, clearly taken aback by my honesty. I wasn't sure if