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.

I was listening for clues, for anything that would confirm or deny

and conversational. "What's

big plans in the works. It's all about

the competition before

coffee, hiding the tightness in my throat. "So, is that why you got involved with my company? You saw

Your business is on the

voice steady, though my heart was pounding in 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

hit me like a punch to the gut. Just business. Was that all I was to him? Just another

stay calm, but I could feel the betrayal bubbling up inside me. "And... Richard?" I

"Richard and I... well, we've crossed paths before. Nothing

ceramic warm against my skin.

calls, the strategic advice he'd offered me, the way

wasn't because he cared about me. It was

been right all along. Wesley had been using me, manipulating me, just

chair scraping against the floor as I pushed it

full of confusion, but

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

grabbing my hand gently,

grabbing my bag and heading for the door. My

swung shut behind

the betrayal too fresh, too

my side when everything fell apart with Richard. He'd been

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

where I was going, just needing to get

I got home, I dropped my bag on the floor

tears I'd been holding back finally spilled over,