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.

up like this?

back to the bar, gripping the edge of the counter until my knuckles went

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

did care. More than

dragged on, and I stayed in the background, keeping my distance but always

Sarah was, how people gravitated toward

timid wife I'd known.

of how many months? It isn't up to a

shifted. Sarah and Wesley

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

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

Watching Wesley hover around her, the way she laughed

needed to talk

toward the back of the

twice. I followed, my heart

hallway when I

out harder

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

could ask you the same thing. But I already

that supposed to

anger barely held in check. "You're here with that dickhead. Are you trying to

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

"You think I don't see what's going on? You're with him to get back at

it. "Are you serious right now? This

just going to pretend that

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

words hit home. She wasn't wrong, but it

what this is about," I muttered, but