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.

Sarah, was with him. What did he promise her? What did he say to make

on? Was she truly happy with

thought made my stomach twist. Happy. Without

cup in the sink, the sound of it shattering making my jaw clench harder. I

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jet, staring out of the window as

again. This time,

and send my love to her, I pray she gives you an

my pocket. Charm her back? As if it were that

by smooth talk and empty promises.

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

I scorned her. The way she was always so

treat her? Like she was second place. Like she didn't

I was an idiot.

to calm the guilt

already lost her. But I couldn't let her stay with him.

closed my eyes, letting the hum of the jet

I had with her-the good ones and the bad

away. The way I had chosen Susan and my

Building her

running in circles, thoughts of Sarah and Wesley were messing with

was using her. He had to be.

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

Wesley? That bastard would do anything to get an edge over

didn't it? Wesley knew we

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

about all this. She wasn't the type to get involved in shady business games. Hell, she didn't even know half my colleagues, let alone my

Because I kept

any business events, and never introduced her to the people

always separate from that part of my life. I didn't let

my temples, feeling a

this on purpose, and Sarah probably had no idea

teaming up with her to bring

muttered under my breath, shaking my head. "He's

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

because she didn't know