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

Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Richard's

pov.

The day was turning out to be more chaotic than I'd imagined. I'd thought a quick getaway would be easy, but between Sarah's packing and Zoe's nonstop critiques, it felt like a full-on operation. "Sarah, you can't seriously be thinking of packing this" Zoe said, holding up a chunky sweater like it was a crime against fashion.

"I might need it if it gets cold," Sarah countered, her hands fluttering nervously over the clothes laid out on the bed. I could already see she was getting stressed out, and we hadn't even left the house yet.

"I stay in Mexico. It's not cold. You don't need a sweater," Zoe replied, looking at Sarah like she was insane.

I leaned against the doorframe, watching the two of them go back and forth. "Come on, Sarah," I teased. "It's just a week getaway. We're not trekking through the Arctic."

"Thank you," Zoe added with a satisfied smirk, as if I'd just delivered some kind of profound truth.

Sarah sighed dramatically. "But what if we go to a nice dinner, and I need something fancy? What if we meet someone important? I have to be prepared."

"Sweetheart, you're going to Mexico, not a gala," Zoe said, with a roll of her eyes.

I crossed my arms, enjoying the show. "Maybe Sarah's thinking ahead. She's got the whole 'international woman of mystery' vibe going with this look," I said, motioning to the pile of clothes that was rapidly spreading across the bed. Sarah shot me a playful glare but smiled. "I'm just trying to get it right."

Zoe sighed again. "You're overpacking. And you definitely don't need that blazer." She grabbed a blazer from the pile and waved it in the air like it was a flag of surrender.

"No, I might need it," Sarah insisted, her voice growing more desperate. "I can't just show up in a t-shirt, Zoe. What will people think?"

I chuckled, stepping into the room and putting a hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Sarah, you could wear a paper bag, and people would still think you're amazing. Don't stress about it." Zoe raised an eyebrow. "A paper bag? Really, Richard?"

I shrugged. "I mean, she's got the kind of charm that makes anything look good. Even a paper bag."

me.

to

done with this entire conversation. "I'll be in

the room. Then, I turned to Sarah, who was looking at her clothes with a slight frown.

softer now. "I feel like I'm not prepared. I'm trying to be-everything feels like it's slipping away, and I don't know

need to focus on right now is taking care of yourself. We're going to Mexico. We're going to relax. We don't have to impress anyone." She nodded, but I could see the worry in her eyes. "You're right. I just... I've been

her head. "You're not lost. And besides, if

her mood lightening a bit. "Okay, okay. I'll stop

need a t-shirt, I've got

"That

***

private jet was a lot more comfortable than I'd expected. It was spacious, quiet,

plush seat, looking a little pale but trying to hide it with a

I asked, sitting

nodded, but the slight color in her cheeks told me otherwise. "I'm fine," she said, though her voice was

just a little nauseous," she admitted, giving me an apologetic look. "I'm hoping

"Take it easy,

us, glanced over. "Shouldn't you be asking for some crackers or ginger

good," Sarah said, managing a

I wanted was

was part of the deal with being in the first trimester. Sometimes she felt great, sometimes

Zoe, who was busy scrolling through

a private jet, but

I asked, half-laughing. "We're supposed to be

didn't look up. "Yeah, well, the office isn't going to run itself," she

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