Chapter 28

Richard Pov.

The party in Madrid was a spectacle of wealth and power, but none of it mattered.

I wasn't here for the schmoozing or the deals. I was here for one reason: Sarah.

She had been on my mind constantly, but tonight felt different.

The organizers had asked me to make a grand entrance, to be the center of attention, but I'd declined. I didn't want the spotlight.

I had told them to exclude my name in the list of business people; that way Wesley wouldn't be aware and then stop Sarah from coming. Wesley fucking Kent thought I wouldn't be invited or attend because of the derailing position of my company in the market.

I stood near the bar, scanning the room, searching for her. Sarah. She was supposed to be here tonight, with Wesley.

The thought of them together sent a pulse of jealousy through me that I couldn't ignore.

I wanted to watch, to see what Sarah was doing, how she was acting... with him.

The night was still young, and I had already spoken to a few people. Nothing important, just small talk.

My real focus was on the door. I took another sip of my drink, eyes flicking to the entrance every few seconds. Then, finally, she walked in. Sarah.

My breath caught in my throat. She looked... stunning. Radiant. Like she had all the confidence in the world, not a hint of the woman who used to stand in my shadow. Her dress hugged her in all the right places, her smile was easy, bright. And there, right beside her, was Wesley.

He had his hand on the small of her back, guiding her through the crowd. I clenched my jaw.

That should be my spot. That should be me.

They made their way through the room, shaking hands, talking to people I didn't care about.

But my eyes never left them. I could see the way Wesley looked at her-like she was the only one in the room. It made my blood boil.

things ended up like this? How did I let

back to the bar, gripping the edge of the

a mistake. Coming here, thinking I could not get jealous, pretend I wanted to send Wesley

More than I ever thought I

and I stayed in the background, keeping

confident Sarah was, how

timid wife I'd known. She

of how many months? It

wore on, the attention shifted. Sarah and Wesley

and

fact that Wesley was beside her; smiling when it

anymore. Watching Wesley hover around her, the way she laughed at something he

to talk to

of the room, probably on her

didn't think twice. I followed, my heart pounding, my hands

halfway down the hallway when

out

but then her expression shifed. "Wha...Richard," she said. "What are you doing

closer, lowering my voice. "I could ask you the same thing. But

"What's that

"You're here with that dickhead. Are you

over her chest. "Humiliate you?

rising in me, the frustration bubbling over. "You think I don't see what's going

it. "Are you serious right now? This

you're just going to pretend that this isn't a slap in

you anymore, I shouldn't be with anyone else? You're not entitled to have

home. She wasn't wrong, but it

muttered, but

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