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

Chapter 26

Richard's

pov.

The sun was barely up when I woke up the next day, but it didn't matter. I hadn't slept much anyway. The bed felt too big. Too empty.

Susan hadn't come home after our argument. I didn't call her either. What for?

If I was leaving for Madrid today, the last thing I needed was to deal with her creating more drama.

She'd probably scream about me flying halfway across the world to see my ex-wife.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. What did I even see in her?

I walked over to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. I stared at myself in the mirror.

Dark circles under my eyes. My hair is a mess.

I didn't look like the man people expected to see when they thought of Richard Wright, the billionaire, the businessman.

No. I looked like someone who had lost control. Someone who had screwed up.

I grabbed a towel, wiped my face, and headed downstairs.

The house was too quiet, the silence almost deafening. I hated it.

As I poured myself a cup of coffee, my phone buzzed on the counter. A message. From Martins.

'Ready for Madrid? Don't forget to keep that smile for Sarah. Make it count.'

I ignored it, putting the phone face down.

Madrid. Why was I even doing this? Why was I chasing her across the world like some lovesick idiot?

But I knew the answer. She was working with him. Wesley. My biggest rival, the one guy who'd love nothing more than to watch my empire crumble.

I clenched my fists, feeling the anger rise in my chest.

him. What did he promise her?

she moved on? Was she truly

my stomach

threw the cup in the sink, the sound of it shattering making my jaw clench harder. I had to see her. I had to talk

***

midday, I was sitting in my private jet, staring out of the window as the plane

buzzed again. This time,

your changed attitude and send my love to

grunted and shoved the phone back into my pocket. Charm her back? As if it were

the kind of woman who could be swayed by smooth

back in my seat, staring at the ceiling of the jet. Memories of her

to smile at me, even when I scorned her. The way she was always so thoughtful, so

how did I treat her? Like she was second place.

I was an idiot.

calm the guilt that gnawed at

I'd already lost her. But I couldn't let her stay

hum of the jet fill the silence. The

all the moments I had with her-the good ones and the

The way I pushed her away. The way I had chosen

one on the other side. Building her own

was running in circles, thoughts of

to be. It was the only thing that

She wouldn't just team up with Wesley, especially if she knew the kind of rivalry we had. She wouldn't betray

to get an edge over me, even

sense, didn't it? Wesley knew we

divorce was everywhere, and now he's using her to get at me. The thought made my blood

wasn't the type to get involved in shady business games. Hell, she didn't even know half

I kept her out

business events, and

of my life. I didn't let her get

I rubbed my temples, feeling a

this on purpose, and Sarah probably had no idea she was

teaming up with her to bring me down, and she didn't even

Kent," I muttered under my breath, shaking

thought about it. I could picture it now-Wesley, all smiles, sweet-talking Sarah into working with him. Pretending to be on

because she didn't know