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?"

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

concern you, Wesley. Why are you

"Oh, I'm here for Sarah. You know, the woman you took

Richard's voice rose, his frustration clear. "I cared about Sarah more than you ever will. I just made mistakes,

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,

turning my life into their

put my hands up, trying to get between them. "Guys,

of them paid

in when she was vulnerable, just so you could rub it

You're giving yourself too much credit. You're not that

closer. "Then why did you cozy up to her right

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

first. But I did fall for her, Richard. Unlike you, I wasn't too busy getting engaged to someone else to realize

prize to be won in your ridiculous competition! Both of you need to stop acting like

now realizing I was standing

voice low. "I'm not

had your chance, Richard. And you chose

"It wasn't

laugh, feeling the

Because it sure seemed like it. You got engaged to her. You acted like what

You didn't

"Don't act like you're any better, Wesley. You only went after her to get back at me. You're not

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

dead in the eye, and for the first

in my chest. Well. I don't love

me, eyes wide in

you, I didn't need some twisted motivation

air between

to say. Wesley's words felt like they should mean

pained. "Sarah, I made a mistake. I chose my career over you, and that's 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

of color, like all the blood had

the stomach. The words hung in the air, making everything

voice shaking despite my effort to hold it together. There was no way I'd heard him correctly. Wesley

he wouldn't get his inheritance if he didn't marry you." For a second, the world tilted. I couldn't tell if I was more shocked or hurt. My mind tried