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

Chapter 35

Sarah's POV.

The afternoon sun warmed my skin as I stood outside on the lawn, staring at nothing in particular.

My thoughts kept drifting back to Richard. He had married me for his inheritance.

I always wondered why he went through with the marriage when it was clear he didn't love me. But now, I had my answer.

It hurt. It hurt more than I wanted to admit. All those times I hoped he'd see me, really see me, were wasted. I was just a pawn in his game for money.

I took a deep breath and shook my head. I couldn't dwell on this. I needed to focus on what mattered now-my work, my company.

If Richard married me for money, that was his problem, not mine.

My company was my future, and I wasn't going to let it be dragged down by Richard or anyone else.

I had made sure that my business no longer competed directly with his. I wanted success on my terms, not by playing dirty.

I would rise without cheating, without making enemies. That was how I would win.

Just as I was mentally preparing myself to head back inside, I heard the sound of a car pulling up.

I frowned and turned around, and sure enough, there was Wesley, climbing out of his car with a sheepish expression on his face.

My chest tightened. I wasn't in the mood for whatever game he was playing today.

"Sarah," Wesley said, holding up a hand like he was surrendering. "I know you're mad, and you have every right to be."

I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes at him. "You think?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just thought you deserved to know the truth."

I shook my head. "You didn't tell me out of concern. You did it to mess with Richard."

Wesley's face fell a little, guilt flashing in his eyes. "Okay, maybe that was part of it. But I didn't think it would blow up like this. I didn't think you'd-" "That I'd what?" I cut him off, my voice sharper than I intended. "That I'd be angry? That I'd be hurt?"

Wesley opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything, another car pulled up behind his.

My stomach dropped when I saw Richard stepping out, looking almost as surprised as I felt.

"Richard?" I asked, my voice full of disbelief. "How did you even get my address?"

been through a battle just to get here. "I have

that. "Oh, look, Mr. Big Shot Private Investigator. Did you stalk her or

shot him a glare. "I asked around. Unlike you, Wesley, I don't barge into

hand, trying to stop the bickering before it started. "Enough. Both of you.

awkwardly, shuffling their feet like two boys caught in the principal's office. For a second, I almost laughed

patience wearing

Sarah. I really am. I

his shoes. "I came to apologize. For

raised an eyebrow

quiet. "For marrying you for

have told me the truth from the start, I would have convinced Grandpa to

glanced at Richard, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Well, at least he admits it. That's a step,

Wesley a look, and he immediately dropped

looked over at Wesley, a flicker of irritation

I don't," Wesley said quickly, raising his hands in surrender. "I'm just saying... it's not often you admit

rubbing my temples. "I'm not here to referee whatever this is

They were both standing here, apologizing, but it didn't change

I was tired of being caught in the middle

finally breaking the silence. "I'm done. I'm

focusing on my company and my life. You two need to

of them shift awkwardly in

strange tension between them,

Richard wanted to admit it, but their apologies

like they were waiting for the other to say or do something

Sarah," Wesley started, stepping

way things went down. But you know I've always had your back. Richard... he's the one who hurt you.

a glare. "Really, Wesley? You're

"No, no, that's not

you meant, Wesley. That's all you ever do. Twist things

"Please, like you're any better? You're the one who married her for

"I can't believe this. Are you both seriously doing

me, looking like two children caught fighting in the playground. Richard tried to speak, his voice lower. "Sarah,

am not going to stand here while you two try to one-up each other over who cares more or who's sorry. This isn't about you!"

sick of it. I've been sick of it for years! I'm not some trophy to be

throwing my hands up. "I'm done with this whole back and forth. You both hurt me in your own ways, and I'm not going to let

please," Richard said softly, stepping closer.

firmly, taking a step back. "This isn't something you can just apologize for

cleared his throat. "Sarah, I get that you're angry, but I'm just trying to fix things. Don't I deserve a second chance?

look. "Oh, come on. You really think this is about second chances for