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

Chapter 79

Sarah's

pov.

The evening started with a quiet, tense mood that I was determined to shake off. Richard had been distracted ever since his old associate, James, had shown up out of nowhere with some vague warning. I could see it in his eyes-a darkness, a worry that gnawed at him, even though he tried to hide it behind a calm face. I wanted to pull him out of it, just for a while. "Let's play a game," I blurted out, grinning and hoping he'd get into the spirit.

He looked up, confused. "A game?"

"Yes, a game. Something simple, fun." I grabbed a stack of cards from the living room drawer. "Come on, when was the last time we played anything? Besides, I'm feeling pretty competitive tonight." Richard's mouth quirked into a small smile. "You're challenging me to a game night?"

I leaned in, waggling my eyebrows. "Scared?"

He chuckled, finally giving in. "Alright, bring it on. What are we playing?"

Half an hour later, we were knee-deep in cards and dice, with the coffee table covered in snacks.

I could see his tension melting away, replaced by that playful side of him I loved. I held my breath, ready to roll for my turn, when I noticed him sneaking a look at my cards.

"Hey! No peeking!" I smacked his hand, laughing.

"I was just... assessing my opponent," he said, shrugging innocently.

I rolled my eyes. "Assess all you want. I'm still going to win."

We played round after round, laughing and tossing playful insults back and forth. It felt like we were two teenagers again, just enjoying each other's company, with no one else in the world.

and his warning. But every so often, I'd catch Richard glancing toward the door or out the window, as if expecting someone else to

I said softly, reaching across the table to take his

up at me.

know," I said, squeezing his hand. "But whatever it is, we'll

I could see a bit of

hand back,

game night turned into one of those endless nights of laughter. Richard had relaxed completely by

him like this. The tension from earlier was gone, replaced by the easy, comfortable silence of just

I start making the victory speech?" I teased, stretching and trying

the cards. "I'll let you have this one. I

him as he packed up, feeling a

lose next time," he shot back,

seriousness.

laughed, brushing crumbs off my

a quick kiss on the forehead. "Thanks, Sarah. For distracting me." "Anytime," I murmured,

heading back to bed, I couldn't sleep,

Zoe had been such a darling, she had achieved

smiling contentedly, we chatted, with her telling me about the events in Madrid, and to be honest, I've missed Madrid. But my life is with Richard, I glanced at his sleeping face under the illuminated glow of the bedside

handsome in contrast to his worried expression

come back? And why did Rochard look so worried

they had a fallout and nothing else. I finished up with the work

***

up earlier than usual, my mind still drifting back to

kitchen, the memory of James's strange words crept