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

Chapter 29

Sarah's

Pov.

The morning light gushed through the curtains of my apartment but I didn't feel any warmth.

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind still buzzing with last night's events. The party. Richard.

Richard! Noone told me he was going to be at the event. I didn't see his name amongst the list of businessmen. My mind hadn't crossed it to ask if he would be attending.

I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The argument with Richard had left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Seeing him again had stirred emotions I thought I'd buried. He looked more tired than I've known him while we were together.

And the things he said... I couldn't stop hearing his voice, accusing me, and blaming me.

But there was more to it. His eyes. The way he looked at me, like I was someone he'd lost.

I didn't want to think about him, yet here I was, unable to shake him from my thoughts.

You both are divorced. He had moved on. He has a fiancee now. I tried speaking sense to myself.

But then if he was happy and moved on, why did he say, 'I should never have divorced you?'

I sighed and got out of bed, wrapping my robe around myself as I made my way to the kitchen. I needed coffee. Something to clear my head.

As I poured the steaming liquid into a cup, my phone buzzed on the counter. I glanced at the screen and saw Wesley's name.

Wesley: Hey, are you okay? I didn't get to see you after the party last night. Just wanted to check on you.

I bit my lip. I hadn't told Wesley that I'd run into Richard. I'd left the party in such a rush after our argument, I didn't even say goodbye to anyone. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure of what to say.

Me: Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed some air. It was a bit overwhelming.

few seconds later, the phone

get that. Do you want to grab lunch

been so kind to me. Ever since we started spending more time together, he'd been nothing but supportive,

didn't carry our past on his shoulders. With Wesley,

the problem, wasn't it? He

him. Something that made me feel... safe even when

Perfect. See

of the coffee cup seeping into

and Wesley on the present, but my

he had looked at me last night. The anger, the jealousy, the

fell apart, and

seeing him again had shaken something loose inside me. Did he really regret divorcing

was that just another way to manipulate me, to keep me from moving

didn't want to think about Richard. I wanted to move forward. Wesley was my chance at something new, something better. But then why

***

the cafe a little before one, choosing

calm and peaceful. I needed that right now.

showed up a few minutes later, his face lighting up when he saw me. He walked over, his steps easy, and

soft smile, sitting

course," I replied, trying to match

food, and for

deeper between us, something

after the waiter left,

slightly. Here it was. The conversation I'd been dreading, but also

about you, Sarah," Wesley continued, his

you. I know things have been... complicated, with everything

hear. Wesley was offering me stability, a chance to move forward, to

why did it feel so

I said, my voice quieter than I intended. "I do, Wesley. You've been

reaching across the table to take my hand. "Don't say that. You deserve everything, Sarah. You deserve someone who's going to be there for you, who sees you for who you really are."

Richard's face kept creeping in. The way he'd looked at me last night, the

hand away gently.