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

Chapter 32

Sarah's POV.

The evening was painfully quiet. I sat on the couch, my phone on the table in front of me, but I wasn't really looking at it.

My mind was a mess, replaying every conversation I'd had with Wesley over the past few months.

Every piece of advice, every encouraging word- it all just part of some bigger plan. A plan to use me as a pawn in his game against Richard?

I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that Wesley had manipulated me like that.

But after what I'd heard in the cafe, after the way he talked so casually about business and competition, I couldn't shake the feeling that Richard had been right all along. Wesley had used me.

A knock on the door broke the silence. My heart jumped. I didn't have to guess who it was. Wesley. Of course, it was Wesley.

For a moment, I just sat there, frozen. I didn't want to see him, didn't want to hear whatever excuse he had ready.

But part of me, the part that still hoped there was some explanation, some misunderstanding, pushed me to my feet. I walked slowly to the door and opened it.

Wesley stood there, holding a bouquet of flowers. His face was soft, concerned, like he really cared. But after everything, I couldn't trust that anymore. "Sarah," he said softly. "Can we talk?"

I crossed my arms over my chest, the anger already simmering beneath the surface. "What is there to talk about, Wesley?"

He shifted on his feet, looking almost nervous. "Please, just let me explain. I... I didn't mean to upset you earlier."

but I didn't say

the flowers down on the

but I can see that

that he could stand there, acting like he didn't know, made me want to scream. "You want to know what's going on? Fine. I'll tell you. Did you know Richard before you met me?" His expression faltered for just a second, a tiny flicker of something passing across his face. Then, he quickly recovered, shaking his head. "Sarah, what does that have to do with anything?" "Just answer the question!" I snapped, my voice louder than I

interrupted, stepping closer to him, my voice trembling

let me think you were helping me because you cared, but all this time,

To find out that the man I trusted, the man I thought was supporting me, was really

face fell. "Sarah, it's not

demanded, my voice cracking. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks

trying to take my hand, but I pulled away. "I didn't approach you with the intention of

Yes, we have history. But when I met you, Sarah, I saw more than just an opportunity. I saw potential in your business, in you. And I swear, my feelings for you are real. They have nothing to

stinging the corners of my eyes. "How am I supposed to believe that, Wesley? How am I supposed to believe anything

I should have told you about Richard. I should have been honest from the start. But

down my cheeks now, but I didn't

voice trembling. "How can you say that when you've been lying to me this

you, yes, but I wasn't lying about my feelings. I never wanted this to happen. I never wanted to

wanted so badly to believe that he was honest. But I couldn't.

do this anymore," I said,

widened. "What are you

replied, my voice firmer now. "I can't be with someone who hides things from me,

please don't do this. I'll make it right. I'll prove to you that my feelings are real. Just give

given you enough chances, Wesley. You've

moment, looking completely defeated, and for a split second,