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 her? What

on? Was

made my stomach twist.

shattering making my jaw clench harder. I had to see her. I had

***

of the window as the plane lifted off the

again. This time, I didn't

attitude and send my love to her, I pray

and shoved the phone back into my pocket.

kind of woman who could be swayed by smooth talk

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

smile at me, even when I scorned

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

I was an idiot.

deep breath, trying to calm the guilt that gnawed

her. But I couldn't

the jet

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

her away. The way I had chosen Susan and my business over

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

in circles, thoughts of Sarah

her. He had to be. It

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

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

sense, didn't it? Wesley knew we

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

She wasn't the type to get involved in shady business

I kept

never brought her to any business events, and

of my life. I didn't let her get

temples, feeling a

on purpose, and Sarah probably had no idea

forward, gripping the edge of my seat. He was teaming

Kent," I muttered under my breath, shaking my

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

because she didn't