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

Chapter 31

Sarah's

POV.

The cafe was cozy, with soft lighting and the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air.

Wesley was already seated at a corner table, his usual spot, looking relaxed and content.

As I walked in, I felt the tension in my chest grow. I'd been replaying Richard's message in my mind over and over again, trying to make sense of it, but nothing sat right.

Could Wesley really be using me to get back at Richard? It seemed impossible. He had always been so kind, so supportive.

But then again, why would Richard make something like that up?

Wesley smiled as I approached the table, standing to greet me with a hug. His touch was normally comforting but it felt strangely foreign today. I forced a smile in return, but my mind was racing. "Hey, you," Wesley said, his voice warm. "You look tired. Is everything okay?"

I hesitated for a moment before answering. "Just... a lot on my mind."

I wasn't ready to let him know what was really bothering me. I needed to be sure, to hear it from him before I jumped to conclusions.

He gestured for me to sit, and I slid into the chair opposite him, keeping my face as neutral as possible.

"Long night?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded, taking the coffee cup the waiter placed in front of me. "Yeah, something like that."

Wesley didn't seem to notice my unease.

He leaned back in his chair, casually talking about the latest developments in his business.

Normally, I would have been interested, even excited to hear him talk about his work.

something else. I was listening for clues, for

said, trying to sound light and conversational. "What's the plan for the next few months? Expanding into

I've got some big plans in the works. It's all about positioning, you

"Getting ahead of the competition before they even realize you're

my throat. "So, is that

flickered, just for a moment, but then he laughed lightly. "I saw potential, of course. Your business is on the rise, Sarah. I just wanted to help you

my chest. "But you weren't worried about any conflicts? You

taking a sip of his own coffee. "It's just business, Sarah. In this

someone you upset along the way. But

gut. Just business. Was that

the betrayal bubbling up inside me. "And... Richard?" I asked, my voice barely above

I... well, we've crossed paths before. Nothing personal, though. Like I said, it's

the coffee cup, the ceramic warm against my skin. Everything suddenly

he'd offered me, the way he always seemed

wasn't because he cared about me. It

as the truth settled in. Richard had been right all along. Wesley had been using me, manipulating me, just to get back

scraping against the floor as I pushed

His voice was full of confusion, but I couldn't bear to look at him

I blinked them away. "I am going home," I

Wesley reached out, grabbing my hand

the door. My head was spinning,

I couldn't. The cafe's door swung shut behind me, and the

me, the betrayal too fresh, too raw. How could I have been

my side when everything fell apart with Richard. He'd been my rock, the one person I thought

me? Or was I just a pawn in some twisted game between him

just needing to get away. In the cafe, Wesley, everything suddenly

my bag on the floor and sank onto the couch, burying my

holding back finally