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."

my shoulder. "Rest up, okay? I'll take care of

my eyes. I knew he meant well, but I hated feeling so helpless. This was supposed to be our break-my time to relax, not spend it lying in bed feeling

I heard a knock at the door. Richard opened it, and I heard Zoe's voice before I even saw her. "Richard, is she alive?" she called out in a teasing tone. "I heard she was flat on her back. Is the baby okay? Or are we dealing with a full-on

laugh filled the room. "She's fine. Just some

make things even more ridiculous than they needed to be. I opened my eyes to see her standing in the doorway, holding a large bag full

the room. "Some maternity gifts from the local

the bed next to me, and I immediately spotted the ridiculousness of it all. Out of the bag, she pulled a neon pink onesie with a giant flamingo

thing I'd ever seen, and honestly, it was exactly what I needed to cheer up.

item-a pair of baby shoes shaped like tacos. "And these!

so glad you've got my baby's fashion sense all figured

serious. "What can I say?

of my eye, still giggling.

Pregnancy is not always fun. And you're balancing so much-work, family,

throat. "Thanks, Zoe. I don't always

gave me a playful shove. "Hey, you're the one who's been running the company, handling everything like a pro. So don't start acting like you don't get

feel like I do," I admitted. "It's just... a lot sometimes. I don't want to let anyone down, but at the same time, I don't know

don't have to do it all, Sarah. 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

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

lighter than I

was feeling much better. The nausea had finally passed, and I was able

casual, with an outdoor patio that overlooked the city, and the evening

as he

I was no longer stuck in bed. "Much better, thanks. I'm sorry about earlier.