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.

You know, Sarah, pregnancy is such a crucial time. Everything you eat, drink, and do

No kidding.

focusing on the mug Richard placed in front of me. The tea was warm, and soothing, and helped me

I haven't read

the time I escaped to the living

was supposed to be my escape, a chance to get some

purse, ready to bolt out the door, when Marina

you off to?" she asked,

a few

I come along? I've been

absolutely. But saying no felt like asking for another

grocery store was our first stop, and within minutes, Marina was in full

she asked, peering into my cart with a raised eyebrow. "You know, sodium isn't great for your blood pressure. Maybe

the cart just to avoid an argument. "Thanks for the

produce section, things didn't

thoroughly," she said as I picked up a bag of apples. "You never know what kind of pesticides

gritted my teeth.

stop, and by then, my patience was hanging

I picked up my prescription, scrutinizing the label

"But have you thought about adding omega-3 supplements? They're great for brain development." "I'll ask my doctor," I replied curtly, already heading for the

save for Marina's occasional humming. I gripped the steering

was a bundle of frustration.

slamming the grocery

in moments later, his face lighting up when