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.

was listening for something else. I was listening for

so hard lately," I said, trying to sound light and

plans in the

don't. "Getting ahead of the competition before they even realize you're in the

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

he laughed lightly. "I saw potential, of course. Your business is on the rise,

voice steady, though my heart was pounding in my

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

to be someone you upset along the way. But that's

business. Was that all I

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

grin. "Richard and I... well, we've crossed paths before. Nothing personal, though. Like I

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

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

about me. It was because he wanted to hurt

Richard had been right all along. Wesley had been using me, manipulating me, just to get back at

abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor as I pushed it back. Wesley looked up,

full of confusion, but I couldn't bear

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

what's going on?" Wesley reached out, grabbing my hand

bag and heading for the door.

I didn't turn around. I couldn't. The cafe's door swung shut behind me, and the cool air hit my face as I stepped

on me, the betrayal too fresh, too raw.

fell apart with Richard. He'd been

about me? Or was I just a pawn in some twisted

the street, not sure where I was going, just needing to get away. In the

the floor and sank onto the couch, burying

holding back finally