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

Chapter 33

Sarah's

POV.

It had been a week. A whole week of avoiding both Wesley and Richard.

My phone buzzed nonstop with missed calls, messages, and voicemails, but I didn't bother responding.

I needed space-away from their drama, away from the constant back and forth between two men who seemed more interested in their rivalry than in me.

Stepping out of the cab, I pulled my bag tighter over my shoulder and walked toward my office building.

The fresh air of the morning helped clear my head a bit. I was determined to throw myself into work and forget about everything. Forget about how complicated life had become.

But of course, as if the universe wasn't already testing me enough, Richard was standing outside my office.

Great. Just perfect. Just what I needed this early morning.

I stopped in my tracks, my heart raced for a second. He was leaning against the wall, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, looking like he hadn't slept well.

His hair was slightly messy, but in that annoyingly attractive way, it always got when he was stressed.

I shook my head, trying to push that thought away. This is not the time.

"Sarah," Richard called out, pushing himself off the wall and walking toward me. His voice was soft, pleading almost.

I sighed. "Richard, what are you doing here?" I tried to keep my tone neutral, but I couldn't help the frustration from seeping through.

"We need to talk. Please, just hear me out," he said, standing directly in front of me, blocking my way.

I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes. "I'm busy. I have work to do. So unless you plan on helping me meet my deadlines, I really don't have time for this."

He winced, like he wasn't expecting the cold reception. "Sarah, I... I messed up. I shouldn't have-"

Just as I was about to step around him, another voice chimed in from behind me.

"Oh, this should be good. This is what you do now, Richard?"

knowing who it was. Wesley. Because, of course, why wouldn't he show up right when things were already spiraling into chaos? Wesley walked up casually, his ever-present smirk on his face. "Am

doesn't concern you,

"Oh, I'm here for

frustration clear. "I cared about

let out a short laugh. "Mistakes? You didn't make mistakes, Richard. You prioritized your company, your engagement to Susan, and everything else before her. She deserves better than being someone's afterthought." Oh no. This wasn't good. My stomach twisted as I watched them square off, my

turning my life into their own

between them.

them

a finger at Wesley. "You swooped in when she was vulnerable, just so you

an eyebrow. "Rub it in your face? Please, Richard. You're giving yourself too much credit. You're

he stepped closer. "Then why did you cozy up

petty games. You don't care about her. She's just another piece

smirk faded, his face turning serious. "I may have had my reasons for getting involved at first. But I did fall for her, Richard. Unlike you, I wasn't too busy getting

won in your ridiculous competition! Both of

as if just now realizing I was

began, his voice low. "I'm not trying to 'claim'

I interrupted. "You had your chance, Richard. And you

face fell. "It wasn't like

laugh, feeling the

seemed like it. You got engaged to her. You acted like what we

Richard. You didn't see what was

any better, Wesley. You only went after her to get back at me.

raised his hands in mock surrender. "Okay, fine. I'll admit it. At first, yes, I

dead in the eye, and for the first time, his usual

blinked, feeling a cold knot twist in my chest. Well. I

me, eyes wide in disbelief. "You... fell for

did. Unlike you, I didn't need some twisted motivation to realize

a moment, there was silence. The air between

like they should

something I'll regret for the rest of my life. But Wesley... he's using you." Wesley's eyes flashed with something sharp. "Yeah, maybe I did at first. But that changed, Richard. Unlike you, I didn't

color, like all the blood had

I felt like I'd just been sucker-punched right in the stomach. The words hung in the

what did you just say?" I stammered, my voice shaking despite my effort to hold it together. There was no

a second, the world tilted. I couldn't tell if I was more shocked or hurt. My mind tried to make sense of it, but