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."

breath, feeling some of the tension ease. "Thank you,"

still on my

and headed to the hall where the press was

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

confidently. You belong

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

sat down, feeling Wesley's reassuring presence

questions started rolling in almost

feel about the rapid growth of Vitalé Wellness

my voice steady. "It's been incredible. We've worked hard to get here, and the support from our customers has been overwhelming. I'm excited for what's to come." More questions

right-I knew my brand,

next step for Vitalé Wellness? Do you

reaching new markets. We want to continue making a positive impact on women's health and

up, microphone in hand. "Miss Sarah, what would you do if

shift in the room. This question was different, unexpected. I glanced at Wesley, but he simply smiled,

the reporter and

Now or never.

estoy muy interesada en trabajar 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 this country. Their ancestral knowledge

smiled softly, noticing the wide-eyed surprise on

every day that they got a CEO who could switch languages mid-sentence. Wesley glanced at me with a look of approval, and I felt

I could catch my breath,

started, "after your divorce, do you feel

squeeze mine under the table. I caught his eyes again-he gave me a

and controlled. "My personal life is separate from my professional life.

my priority, and I believe the results speak

down notes, the tension easing a little.

reporter nodded, scribbling notes, and I breathed a quiet sigh of

another question came, and this

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

even process the question, Wesley cleared

firm. "Sarah and

widened in shock. I didn't dare turn to look at

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