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

Chapter 73

RICHARD POV.

I pulled her close, letting her rest her head on my shoulder. "I'm not letting her ruin what we have," I said firmly.

Sarah lifted her head, her eyes meeting mine. "Neither am I. We've been through too much to let her-or anyone-come between us."

I kissed her forehead gently. "Exactly. This is our life now, and no one gets to dictate how we live it."

She smiled, her eyes shining with warmth. "I like the sound of that."

"Well," she said, breaking the silence and tapping her fingers on the side of her leg, "I think this calls for a drink, don't you?"

I laughed, nodding in agreement. "Perfect idea."

We made our way into the kitchen, and I pulled out a bottle of champagne that I'd kept stashed away for a special moment.

This felt like just the right time. I poured us each a glass, and as I handed hers over, I could see the sparkle in her eyes that reminded me of why I'd fallen for her in the first place.

"To new beginnings," I said, raising my glass.

She raised hers too, clinking it lightly against mine. "To not letting anyone get in our way."

We took a sip, and she leaned back against the counter, looking more at ease than I'd seen her in a long time.

don't think anyone could get between us now." I put an

rolling her eyes. "She'll probably be back with some new plan, thinking she can throw us off. But honestly, I'm done giving

time I held it out toward her.

glass with a grin, and we both drank to that. But

just about shaking off the past-it was about building a future with

to start fresh, together,

reaching for her hand. "There's something I

me, her expression shifting to

I want you to hear it again... I'm all in. No more doubts. I don't want anything else but you, here, now, and every

her. She didn't say anything at first, just wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me

her embrace, the steadiness

this that reminded me why I was willing to fight for us, to face whatever

Richard," she whispered against

eyes.

eyes shimmering with

in the quiet of the kitchen, wrapped in the comfort of each other, until the shrill ring of my

for it on the counter, already knowing who it was before

asked, a knowing look in her

my tone tinged with frustration. "I'll just be a

pat on the

the usual business-related issue, something about

her fingers tapping absently on her glass. She looked

"Everything okay?" she asked.