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."

packed. It

the faint smell of

in the back, and I could see the look on Sarah's face as she took it all in. She was smiling, and for the first time since the park, she seemed to have forgotten about

cracking jokes about everything from bad dates to the weird things

time she laughed, it was like

fun at all the little things people do when they're comfortable around each other. I leaned over to her, smirking.

back, rolling her eyes. "You're the one who insists on checking every single expiration date

that's a survival skill," I replied, nudging her. "And anyway, you're the one who needs three taste tests to decide if you

laugh, and for a moment, it felt like we were the only two people in the room. Just us, laughing at nothing and

going to let that ruin things. We were here

glowing in the dim light as she laughed at the comedian's

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, my

glanced at Sarah, who was still focused on the stage, her laughter filling the

to do. I stared at the

something like that? And

trying to see if anyone was watching us. But no one seemed to be paying attention,

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

turning to me. She had that look again, like she could tell

quickly shoved the phone back into my pocket, forcing

narrowing slightly. "You're

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just... tired, I guess.

go. "Well, good thing we're here, huh? Time to just

still feeling the weight of the message on me.