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."

we got to the club, it was dark out, and the place was packed. It was a cozy

lighting, cramped tables, and the faint smell of popcorn

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

a rhythm. The comedian on stage was pretty good, cracking jokes about everything from bad

she laughed, it

when they're comfortable around each other. I leaned over to her, smirking. "That's us," I whispered. "You know, minus the

one who insists on checking every single expiration date like

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

let out a soft laugh, and for a moment, it felt like we were the only two people

We were here

beautiful, her face glowing in the dim light as she laughed

probably just a message from work or something, but when

like a punch to the gut. I glanced at Sarah, who was

do. I stared

send something

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

a threat. I didn't want Sarah to see it, not

had that look again, like she could tell

the phone back into my

okay?" she asked, eyes narrowing slightly. "You're

to brush it aside. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... tired, I

go. "Well, good

the weight of the message on