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

Chapter 129

Sarah

pov.

I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. The world was spinning, and my stomach churned with the kind of nausea that made me want to crawl back into bed and never move again.

I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the dizziness, but it wasn't going away. In fact, it felt worse the more I tried to focus.

"Sarah? You okay?" Richard's voice cut through the fog in my brain, and I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his brow furrowed with concern.

I forced myself to sit up, the room spinning even more now. "Yeah, I'm fine," I lied, waving my hand dismissively. I hated the idea of making him worry. I didn't want him to see me like this. "Just... just a little tired, that's all." He didn't buy it. I could see the way his eyes narrowed, the protective instinct kicking in. "You don't look fine, Sarah. You're pale, and you're shaking. Do you want me to call someone?"

"No!" I nearly shouted, then winced as the movement made my head spin again. "No, I'm fine. I'm just... you know... a little sick. Pregnancy stuff."

I managed a small smile, trying to reassure him, though it didn't really work. "I'll be okay. I promise."

Richard didn't look convinced, but he didn't argue either. "Alright," he said slowly. "But you're not doing anything today, understand? I'm keeping an eye on you."

I wanted to protest, but honestly, the thought of getting out of bed made me want to curl up into a ball. "I'm fine. Really. Just... maybe a nap later?"

"Good," he said, his voice softening as he walked over to sit next to me. "Get some rest. I'll handle everything today."

"Thanks, Richard," I said, feeling guilty. I hated not being able to help. "I'll be fine, I promise. Just... need a little break."

kissed my forehead gently, his hand lingering on my shoulder.

hated feeling so helpless. This was supposed to be our break-my time to relax, not spend it lying in

few hours later, I was still in bed, wrapped in blankets, trying to sleep off the sickness. I had finally managed to doze off when I heard a knock at the door. Richard opened it, and I heard Zoe's voice before I even saw her.

Just some morning sickness.

needed to be. I opened my eyes to see her standing in the doorway, holding a large

practically bouncing into the room. "Some maternity gifts from the

of it all. Out of the bag, she pulled a neon pink onesie with a giant

was the most absurd thing I'd ever seen, and honestly, it was exactly what

grinned and pulled out another item-a pair of baby shoes shaped like tacos. "And these! Just imagine it, Sarah. Your baby, rocking taco

amazing! I'm so glad you've got my baby's fashion sense all figured

be serious. "What can I

eye, still

her eyes softening. "I know it's tough right now. Pregnancy is not always fun. And you're balancing so much-work, family, everything. But you've got this, Sarah. You've always been so

smiled at her, feeling a lump in my throat. "Thanks, Zoe. I don't always

who's been running the company, handling everything like a pro.

I do," I admitted. "It's just... a lot sometimes. I don't want to

You've got people who've got your back. Richard, me, the whole team. We're all here. So take a break when you need to. You don't always have to be the one to hold everything up." I nodded, letting her words sink in. "I'm trying.

until then, I'll keep bringing you ridiculous maternity gifts to

than I had in hours. "You're the

and I was able to get out of bed and join the others for

an outdoor patio that overlooked the city, and the evening

soon as he saw me, his face

I was no longer stuck in bed. "Much better, thanks.