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.

with him. What did he promise

she moved on? Was she truly happy

made my stomach twist. Happy. Without

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

***

sitting in my private jet, staring out of the window as the

again. This time,

with your changed attitude and send my love

phone back into my pocket. Charm her back? As if

woman who could be swayed by smooth talk and empty promises.

ceiling of the jet. Memories of her flooded

she used to smile at me, even when I scorned her. The way

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

I was an idiot.

took a deep breath, trying to calm the guilt that gnawed at me. Maybe it was too

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

the hum of the jet fill the silence. The memories

kept replaying all the moments I had with her-the good

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

on the other side. Building her own empire. And it was

was running in circles, thoughts of Sarah and Wesley were

He had to be. It was the only

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

That bastard would do anything to get an edge over me,

didn't it?

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

way Sarah knew about all this. She wasn't the type to get involved in shady business games. Hell, she didn't even know half

I kept her out of

brought her to any business events, and never introduced her to the people I worked

from that part of

temples, feeling a headache forming.

Sarah

seat. He was teaming up with her to bring me down, and she

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

it now-Wesley, all smiles, sweet-talking Sarah into working with him. Pretending to be on her side, pretending he wanted to help her grow her

him because