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

Chapter 22

Sarah's

POV.

The next day arrived quicker than I had expected, and it was time for the press conference.

I stood in front of the mirror in my office, smoothing my blazer and adjusting my hair for what felt like the hundredth time.

My hands were a little shaky, and my stomach was in knots. I kept checking myself out, trying to steady my nerves.

I can do this. I have to do this. I took a deep breath, but the nerves kept creeping back in.

The media was out there waiting, and the thought of standing in front of all those cameras made my heart race even more.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Wesley stepped inside. "The press is ready," he said, his eyes immediately noticing my nervousness.

I turned to him, trying to keep my composure, but he could see right through me.

"You're nervous," Wesley said, walking closer, his voice calm and reassuring. "It's okay, Sarah. Everyone gets nervous before these things."

I bit my lip, nodding. "I know, but... what if I mess up? This is huge. Everyone's watching."

Wesley smiled and placed a hand gently on my shoulder. "The way you present yourself today will set the tone for your business."

He continued. "People are looking at you, Sarah. They want to know if you're as strong and confident as your brand."

I swallowed hard, glancing back at the mirror. "What if I say the wrong thing?"

"You won't," he said firmly. "You've got this. Just be yourself. Speak with confidence. This is your moment."

"Remember, every word, every smile, it all plays into how people see your company. If you show them you believe in what you're doing, they'll believe in it too."

His words started to sink in. He was right. I had built this business from the ground up. I had earned this moment.

Wesley squeezed my shoulder gently, looking at me with that same calm confidence I'd come to rely on. "I'll be there with you, every step of the way. You're not alone."

feeling some of the tension ease. "Thank you," I said softly. "Really, I

my shoulder. "You don't have to

that, we left my office and headed to the hall where the press was waiting. The moment I stepped into the room, I felt all eyes on

the cameras flashing, the sea of reporters seated

You

walked beside me, and I felt stronger just having him there. We made our way to the front of the

feeling Wesley's reassuring

rolling in

feel about the rapid growth of Vitalé Wellness in such a

I'm excited for what's to come." More questions about the business followed,

knew my brand,

Sarah, what's the next step for Vitalé Wellness?

markets. We want

you do if

in the room. This question was different, unexpected. I glanced at Wesley, but

back to the reporter and

Now or never.

I'm very interested in working with the indigenous people of this country. Their ancestral knowledge of health and natural remedies would be a great addition

smiled softly, noticing the wide-eyed surprise on some of

glanced at me with a look of approval, and I felt

my breath, though, another question

divorce, do you feel that personal matters

skipped a beat, and I felt Wesley's hand squeeze mine under the table. I caught his eyes again-he

life is separate

my priority, and I believe

easing a

and I breathed a quiet sigh

came, and this one was

that you and Mr. Wesley are more than just business partners. Is there any truth

process the question,

and firm. "Sarah and I

widened in shock. I didn't dare turn to look at him, but I felt my heart

I had to stay composed. In front of the press. Keep