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 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 in

tables, and the faint smell of

and for the first time since the park, she seemed to have forgotten about the weird

pretty good, cracking jokes about everything from bad dates to the

time she laughed, it was like a little weight

do when they're comfortable

who insists on checking every single

the one who needs three

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

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

the dim light as she laughed at the

my pocket, interrupting my thoughts. I pulled it out, thinking it was probably just a

gut. I glanced at Sarah, who was still focused on

a second, I didn't know what to do. I stared

send something like that? And

us. But no one seemed to be paying attention, too caught

air between us, like a threat. I didn't want Sarah to see it, not yet. I needed to figure this

had that look again, like she

the phone back into my

eyes narrowing slightly. "You're looking

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

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

said, still feeling the weight of