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.

promise her? What

on? Was she truly happy with

thought made my stomach twist.

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

***

the window as the plane lifted off

phone buzzed again. This time, I didn't

with your changed attitude and send my love to her, I pray she gives you an

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

by smooth talk and empty promises. She was...different. She was

in my seat, staring at the ceiling of the

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

Like she was second place. Like

I was an idiot.

breath, trying to calm the guilt that gnawed at me. Maybe

already lost her. But I couldn't let her

the hum of the jet fill the silence. The memories

moments I had with her-the good ones

her away. The way

the one on the other side. Building her own empire. And

thoughts of

was using her. He had to be. It was the only thing that made

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

Wesley? That bastard would do anything to get an edge over me, even if it meant manipulating

it made sense, didn't it? Wesley knew

divorce was everywhere, and now he's using her to get at

about all this. She wasn't the type to get involved in shady business games.

Because I kept her out of

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

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

I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache forming. That

doing this on purpose, and Sarah probably

my seat. He was teaming up with her to bring me

fucking Kent," I muttered under my breath, shaking my

into working with

him because she didn't know