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

Chapter 71

Richard's pov.

Trust Sarah to continue the restoration the next day, and I kinda feel bad, Susan really went all out turning the place into a showroom.

I watched as Sarah fiddled with the arrangement on the mantel, adjusting and readjusting the same candle as if the world depended on its exact placement.

"Are you decorating or trying to hypnotize it?" I asked, grinning as she shot me a look.

"Oh, please," she retorted. "Someone has to make this place look decent." She flashed me a smirk, daring me to say more.

"Decent? You wound me," I said, clutching a hand to my chest, mock-offended. She let out a laugh, and I couldn't help but join in.

We had fallen into this easy rhythm, something that felt as new as it was familiar. The little teasing moments reminded me of the better days, but there was also something fresh here-like a spark reignited.

As she turned her attention back to the living room, I could feel my heart pounding with the plan I'd set in motion for today.

This was a big step, and I hadn't exactly told her yet. But I figured, if I was going to make things right, I had to go all in, and I wanted her to know just how much she mattered to me.

"So, what do you say?" I started, keeping my tone casual.

"What do I say to what?" She arched an eyebrow, still adjusting the vase on the table.

"To us making things... official," I said, letting the words hang between us.

face was curious, a little suspicious. "Is

"Actually, yes. I

blinked, clearly not

have invited a few reporters to the house today. Just a handful. They should be arriving any

I let my words settle, watching her expression flicker through surprise, a touch of disbelief, then something

at me with a mixture of emotions.

I've done a lot of foolish things. This is my way of making things right, of being transparent. I want the world to know I'm yours, and I'm not afraid to say it." Before she could respond, the doorbell rang. She let out

and I gave her hand a gentle squeeze before

hand, notebooks out. They looked eager-hungry, even. Well, we

few brief introductions, they dove right into

of them started, "you ended your engagement with Sarah quite publicly a year ago, only to be engaged to

come up. I felt Sarah's hand tense in mine,

meeting the reporter's eyes, "is that I've realized what a mistake I made back then. I was caught up

with Susan wasn't right. It took me some time,

without waiting. "Are you saying you're

should have known it sooner, but I'm here to make things right now." The reporter nodded, jotting something down, and another took their place, eyes flicking between us. "Ms. Williams, what do you think about all of this? Are you

calm and clear. "I wouldn't be standing here if I didn't believe in the man

can you guarantee the public, and

fell quiet. I felt Sarah's hand tighten slightly in mine, and I

of mistakes. I know that. But I've learned from them. I'm not the same person

reporter asked, "Is this an engagement announcement,

hit home, and I smiled, feeling a renewed sense of certainty. "Yes, it is. I am here to tell everyone that I am re-engaging Sarah. We plan to start fresh, and I intend to spend my life making up for the mistakes I've made." As the reporters scribbled furiously, I reached into my pocket, pulling out a simple yet elegant ring I'd chosen, one that represented something new