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

Chapter 75

Richard's pov. The guy with the camera? Probably nothing. Or at least that's what I kept telling Sarah, and myself too, to be honest.

Maybe the guy with the camera was just some paparazzi, bored and out for a scoop, or maybe just a regular guy who thought he'd seen someone he knew. Sarah seemed rattled, though, and I couldn't stand seeing her like that. What bothered me most wasn't the guy himself but Sarah's reaction. She hadn't said much, but I could see the worry in her eyes, the way her shoulders tensed every time we passed someone on the street.

I hated seeing her like that - on edge, nervous. So I tried to shake it off. Whoever the guy was, he was gone now, probably just some nosy photographer or someone who thought they'd seen a celebrity. Yeah, that was it. Simple. After all, I just announced my re-engagement to Sarah, so it was normal for the paparazzi to want to take pictures.

As we got back to the apartment, Sarah went to put her things down, and I could see she was still a bit rattled.

I leaned against the counter, trying to come up with something, anything, to distract her. Then, a thought hit me. Something silly, something out of our usual routine.

"Hey," I said, grinning. "How about we go out tonight?"

She looked up, her eyebrows raised. "Out? Like, out-out?"

"Yep," I said, nodding like it was the best idea I'd ever had. "I'm talking full-on night out. You, me, and... comedy."

"Comedy?" she repeated, smiling a little, though she looked confused. "Where's this coming from?"

"Well, you seemed... tense," I said, keeping it casual. "Thought we could use some laughs."

She hesitated, like she was weighing her options, then shrugged. "Alright. Comedy club it is."

I felt a sense of relief wash over me. "Perfect. We'll leave in an hour."

the time we got to the club, it was dark out, and the place was packed. It was a cozy little spot, tucked away down a side street, and exactly what I had

faint smell of popcorn and spilled drinks.

the look on Sarah's face as she took it all in. She was smiling, and for the first time since the park, she

pretty good, cracking jokes about everything from bad dates to the weird things people do at

glanced over at Sarah, and every time she laughed, it was

do when they're

one who insists on checking every single expiration date like it's

nudging her. "And anyway, you're the one who needs three taste

a soft laugh, and for a moment, it felt like we were

ruin things. We were here to laugh, to have fun. And so far,

glowing in the dim light as she laughed

my phone buzzed in my pocket, interrupting my thoughts. I pulled it out, thinking it was probably just a message from work or something, but when I saw the text,

to the gut. I glanced at

to do. I stared at the message, trying

send something

watching us. But no one seemed to

hanging in the air between us, like a threat. I didn't want

She had that look again, like she

quickly shoved the phone back into my

eyes narrowing slightly. "You're looking

to brush it aside. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... tired, I guess. It's been a long

but she let it go. "Well, good thing we're

the weight of the