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.

a little suspicious. "Is

grin. "Actually, yes. I wanted to make

blinked, clearly not

that old nervousness creeping in. "I might have invited a few reporters to the house today. Just a handful. They should be arriving any minute." Sarah froze, her hand still

I let my words settle,

me with a

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 a soft laugh, shaking her head,

I gave her

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

introductions, they dove right into it, their curiosity

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

question to come up. I felt Sarah's hand

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

Susan wasn't right. It took me some time, but I realized that Sarah was the

just started talking without waiting. "Are you saying you're leaving Ms. Susan for Ms. Williams,

things with Susan because my heart wasn't in it. Sarah is the one I want to be with. I should have known it sooner, but I'm here to make things

clear. "I wouldn't be standing here if I didn't believe in the man standing beside me," she said, and I could feel the trust in her tone.

the public, and Sarah, that this won't

Sarah's hand tighten slightly in mine,

can promise you all this: I've made a lot of mistakes. I know that. But I've learned from them. I'm not the same person I was a year ago. I'm standing

asked, "Is this an engagement announcement, Mr.

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