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?"

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 I interrupting something? Or is this just another episode of 'Richard Begs for Forgiveness'?" I groaned inwardly.

concern

his arms as he leaned against the building. "Oh, I'm here for Sarah.

about Sarah more than you ever will. I just made 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 embarrassment growing

into

hands up, trying to get between them. "Guys, stop it. This

them paid

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

face? Please, Richard. You're giving yourself too much credit. You're not that

darkened, and he stepped closer. "Then why did you cozy

part of your petty games. You don't care

had my reasons for getting involved at first. But I did fall for her, Richard. Unlike you, I wasn't too busy getting engaged to someone else to realize what I had."

me?" I finally cut in, my voice rising in frustration. "I'm not a prize to be won in your ridiculous competition! Both of you need

if just now realizing

"I'm not

your

fell. "It wasn't

feeling

like it. You got engaged to her. You acted like

chimed in again, "She's right, Richard. You didn't see what was right in front of

act like you're any better, Wesley. You only went after her to get

fine. I'll admit it. At first, yes, I wanted to mess with you. But

for the first time, his usual cocky

in my

Wesley, then turned to me, eyes

Unlike you, I didn't need some twisted motivation to realize how amazing she

there was silence. The air between the three of

words felt like they should mean something, but all they did

But Wesley... he's using you." Wesley's eyes flashed with something sharp. "Yeah, maybe I did at first. But

color, like all the blood

just been sucker-punched right in the stomach. The words hung in the air, making everything else

voice shaking despite my effort to hold it together. There was no way I'd heard him correctly. Wesley shrugged, looking at me with something that almost

inheritance if he didn't marry you." For a second, the world