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

Chapter 136

Sarah pov.

Waking up to another day with Marina in the house felt like preparing for a battle I hadn't signed up for.

Richard was already downstairs, and I could hear faint voices drifting up from the kitchen. Great, I thought, tugging on my robe.

She's probably giving him her daily lecture on how to survive the world.

When I walked in, the first thing I noticed was Marina sitting at the dining table, coffee cup in hand, a magazine spread out in front of her. She glanced up and gave me a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Good morning, Sarah," she said brightly. "Did you sleep well? I hope the baby didn't keep you up too much."

"The baby's still pretty quiet," I replied, attempting a polite smile. "Good morning, Marina."

Richard was by the stove, frying eggs, and gave me a quick grin. "Tea or coffee, love?"

"Tea, please," I said, sliding into a chair across from Marina.

"Herbal, right?" Marina chimed in before Richard could even grab a mug. "Caffeine is terrible for the baby at this stage. You don't want to risk it."

I blinked at her, biting back the first snappy reply that came to mind. "I was planning on herbal tea anyway," I said, keeping my tone even.

She nodded approvingly, like I was a student who'd finally gotten the answer right.

"Good. And you know, it's really important to start incorporating more leafy greens into your diet. Spinach, kale, those sorts of things. Maybe a green smoothie for breakfast? I can help you make one if you'd like." Richard glanced over his shoulder, clearly sensing my growing irritation. "I think Sarah's got breakfast covered, Marina," he said lightly, trying to diffuse the tension.

hand. "I'm just here to help. You know, Sarah, pregnancy is

No kidding.

mug Richard placed in front of me. The tea was warm, and

she think I haven't read a single

of toast. By the time I escaped to the living room, I felt like I'd run

to be my escape, a chance to get some fresh air and

purse, ready to bolt out

she asked, her tone overly

few

I've been meaning to stretch my

saying no felt like asking for

was our first stop, and within minutes, Marina

asked, peering into my cart with a raised eyebrow. "You know, sodium isn't

the almonds to the cart just to avoid an argument. "Thanks for the suggestion," I said, my voice a

the produce section, things

said as I picked up a

teeth.

our last stop, and by then, my patience was hanging by a

hovered as I picked up my prescription, scrutinizing the label

approval. "But have you thought about adding omega-3 supplements? They're great

save for Marina's occasional humming. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, counting the seconds

of frustration. Marina headed to her room, thankfully giving me a

slamming the grocery

in moments later, his face lighting up when he saw