Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

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?

the bar, gripping the edge of

get jealous, pretend I wanted to send Wesley away

did care. More than I ever thought

stayed in the background, keeping my distance but always

noticed how confident Sarah was, how

wife I'd

many months?

on, the attention shifted. Sarah and Wesley were

product launch she'd been working on was front and center, drawing in people from every corner of the

Wesley was beside her; smiling when it was supposed to be me,

anymore. Watching Wesley hover around her, the way she

to talk

saw her heading toward the back of the room,

heart pounding, my hands

down the hallway

came out harder than I

widened for a moment, but then her expression shifed. "Wha...Richard," she said. "What

lowering my voice. "I could ask you

frowned. "What's that

"You're here with that dickhead. Are you trying to humiliate

arms over her chest. "Humiliate you? Richard, don't flatter yourself.

the frustration bubbling over. "You think I don't see what's going on? You're

was no humor in it. "Are you serious right now? This isn't about you,

my sides. "So what, you're just going to pretend that this isn't a slap in the

took a step closer, her voice rising. "You think just because I'm not with you anymore, I shouldn't be with anyone else? You're not

home. She wasn't wrong, but it still

is about," I muttered, but the anger in my