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

Chapter 25

Richard's POV

I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the city lights outside the window. The penthouse was too quiet, too cold.

Susan had left hours ago, angry at me for not going to her stupid party. I couldn't focus on her anymore.

All I could think about was Sarah.

I don't know when it started, this gnawing feeling in my gut.

Maybe it was when I saw her in the news a few weeks ago, sitting next to Wesley. Smiling. Confidence. Happy.

And that's what twisted me up inside. Happy. Without me.

I shook my head, trying to push it away, but the thoughts kept coming back.

I thought being with Susan was the right thing. I thought she would fit into my life better, that she wouldn't ask for too much. But now, sitting here alone, it hit me like a slap in the face.

I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

I sighed and reached for my phone on the nightstand. My thumb hovered over Sarah's name in the contacts.

I hadn't deleted it yet, even after the divorce. Maybe I didn't think of it much. Maybe I hadn't cared.

I hit the call button. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt my mouth go dry as the phone rang once, twice. Then, a robotic voice cut through. 'The number you have dialed is no longer in service.'

Gone. Just like that.

I slammed the phone down, my hand shaking. "Damn it, Sarah."

Well. What was I thinking? Of course, it only made sense that she changed her sim. New life. New contacts.

How had I missed it? Why didn't I see it earlier? Well, I was either blind or pretended not to notice.

Everyone liked her more than Susan. And when they saw me with Susan, it felt as if they were pitying me-including my best friend.

Martin's words still echoed in my ear. 'Maybe they're right, Richard! You think hundreds of people are all wrong? You think it's just rumors?'

I ruffled my hair in frustration. Were they right? Was I wrong?

I was still sitting there, lost in my thoughts when I heard the door to the bedroom swing open.

in, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She

her makeup perfect. But all I saw was

on her hips. "You didn't even bother to show

embarrassing that was? People are

rubbing my temple. I didn't have the energy for

the bed. "That's all you ever say! You're

about us anymore? Or are

close to home. I stood up slowly, trying to keep

want me to say, Susan? That

I don't care about you showing off

should say you care about me at

lost in your head! And don't think I don't notice when you look at me like-like

chest tighten. I didn't want to have this fight. Not now, not ever.

know what's going on. It is Sarah you're still

I see it in your eyes every time you're off in your little world. I bet you regret letting her

face her, my

life-our life. She was weak, Richard. She-" "Stop!" I shouted, louder than I meant to. My voice echoed through the room. Susan blinked in surprise,

don't know a damn thing about her, Susan. She wasn't weak. She was everything. And

a deep breath, my heart

and heavy that a knife

like I had just

still sharp. "So, that's it, then? You regret choosing

how to answer that. My mind was a mess. Did

The answer was clear, but saying it out loud felt like a final nail in the

know," I

the first time, I saw real hurt there. "You're unbelievable," she spat, grabbing her bag and storming toward the

fine? Well, guess what, Richard?

her, leaving me

had said settled over me like a heavy blanket. I sank

after her. I couldn't. Because deep down, I knew she

Sarah. And now,

useless. I

everything would go back to the way it was. But

gone. And maybe, just maybe, I had lost

***

and the

private booths, the kind with leather

the burn in my throat.

danced, their bodies moving in sync with the beat. He smirked, his eyes