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

Chapter 24

Richard's POV.

It involved Sarah? What does that mean? The TV flickered on, and Martin stepped aside, giving me a clear view.

My head was still spinning from the argument with Susan, but the moment I saw the headline flash across the screen, all thoughts of her vanished. "Vitalé Wellness CEO Sarah Williams Makes Waves in New Markets"

Sarah's face filled the screen, and I froze.

"What the fuck is going on, Sarah is the CEO of Vitale?" I asked no one in particular.

She was sitting at some press event, dressed in a sleek, fitted suit that made her look more confident than I ever remembered.

Her smile was calm, and collected, like she had everything figured out.

She leaned forward slightly as a reporter asked her something, and when she answered, it was like watching someone else entirely.

And then, out of nowhere, he appeared.

Wesley.

Wesley freaking Stan, sitting right beside her with that smug grin on his face. My heart dropped to my stomach, and for a second, I couldn't even process what I was seeing. "Is that-?" Martin started again, still processing. "Is that Wesley sitting next to Sarah?"

I couldn't answer. I was too stunned, my heart pounding as I watched them on live TV, cozy as ever.

Sarah was talking, smiling even, like this was some sort of joke.

"What the hell...," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. "What the hell is going on? How the hell did they meet?"

didn't have to. The anger was boiling

for the company that was destroying mine.

feel my pulse in my throat, the familiar rage building. Sarah, of all people, with

did I not see this coming? I should've known. The sudden rise

of the reporters called, "what's the next step for Vitalé Wellness? Do you have plans for

stared at her as she answered, barely listening to the words. She was confident, more confident than

something inside me. I used to think she was fragile, someone

me that she never really needed me at

doing just

in closer to her, whispering something in her ear, and I wanted to throw something at the

he doing? My stomach churned, and the jealousy I hadn't even known was there surged up like a

her voice confident. "We've worked hard to get here, and the support from our customers has been overwhelming." We. She said

this?" I muttered. "Since when

answer, just kept watching the screen as more questions

effortlessly, talking about expansion, growth, and new markets-like she'd been planning

and Wesley were

reporter stood, asking something in Spanish. I didn't catch it, but Sarah responded without hesitation, switching to Spanish like it was

as if the universe wanted to twist

your divorce, do you

mention of our divorce knocked the air out of me. My hands gripped the edge of the couch, and I leaned

at for support. It should've been me. She smiled softly, her

scoffed, shaking my head. Bullshit. She just

and Mr. Wesley are more than just business partners. Is there

leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest. No,

suspense.

f-!" The word was halfway out