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.

had things ended up like this? How

the bar, gripping the edge of the

not get jealous, pretend

than

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

how confident Sarah was, how people gravitated

wife I'd known.

months? It

attention shifted. Sarah and Wesley

on was front and center,

fact that Wesley was beside her; smiling when

it anymore. Watching Wesley hover around her, the way

to talk to her.

heading toward the back of the room,

twice. I followed, my heart pounding, my hands tight fists by

halfway down the hallway when I

came out

surprised to see me. Her eyes widened for a moment, but

ask you the same thing. But I

"What's that

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

"Humiliate you? Richard, don't flatter yourself. This has nothing

don't see what's

let out a sharp laugh, but there was no humor in it. "Are you serious right now? This isn't about you, Richard.

sides. "So what, you're just going to pretend that this isn't

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

chest tightened as her words hit home.

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255