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."

some of the tension ease. "Thank you," I said softly. "Really, I don't know what

smiled, his hand still on my shoulder.

hall where the press was waiting. The moment I stepped into the room, I felt all eyes on

lights, the cameras flashing, the sea of reporters seated and ready-it was overwhelming, but I kept

confidently. You

We made our way

feeling Wesley's reassuring presence beside

started rolling in

do you feel about the rapid growth

support from our customers has been overwhelming. I'm excited for

was right-I knew my brand, and I

Vitalé Wellness? Do you have

expanding our product line and reaching new markets. We want to continue making a positive

do if the indigenous people of

shift in the room. This question was different, unexpected. I glanced

turned back to the reporter

Now or never.

con la gente indígena de este país. Su sabiduría ancestral sobre la salud y los remedios naturales sería una gran adición a nuestra misión." (Of course, I'm very interested in working with the indigenous people of

the wide-eyed surprise on some of the

who could switch languages mid-sentence. Wesley glanced at me with a look of approval, and I felt a

catch my breath,

"after your divorce, do you feel that personal matters would affect your business at

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

my voice soft and controlled. "My personal life is separate from my professional life. I've worked hard to keep

growth and success of Vitalé Wellness have been my priority, and I believe the

tension easing a little. But then,

scribbling notes, and I breathed a quiet sigh of relief. That

came, and

Mr. Wesley are more than just business partners. Is there any truth to

could even process the question, Wesley cleared his throat

said, his voice calm and firm.

didn't dare turn to look at him,

raced, but I had to stay composed. In front of the press. Keep it together,