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

Chapter 50

Richard's POV

"Why now?"

Sarah's question had been haunting me ever since she asked it. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, the pain from our past surfacing again.

And honestly, I struggled to answer that question for myself.

Why now? Maybe it was because I finally recognized what I had lost. Or perhaps it was the realization that I couldn't keep living in the shadows of my mistakes. But the truth was hard to face. I'd hurt her, and that guilt was a weight I carried every day.

I sat at my kitchen table, staring at my phone, wishing for a message from her. I wanted to reach out, to remind her that I was willing to fight for us.

But I knew better. She needed space, time to process everything. But the silence was deafening, and with each passing hour, my fear of losing her again grew louder. "Come on, Richard," I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. "Just give her time."

The kiss... it felt real. But she still had walls up, and I couldn't blame her. I needed to give her space. But damn, it was hard.

My fear of losing her again was clawing at me, making every second without her unbearable.

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Wesley sat in his office, fidgeting with a pen. It had been months since he told Sarah he would leave her alone, but the truth was, he hadn't.

Not really. He still saw her, with him. Richard. They were together, more often than not, and each time Wesley caught a glimpse of them, it stung.

of his old plans of revenge, but because, slowly, against

sick to his stomach. He never meant to feel this way about her. He was supposed to

And that meant one thing-he had to destroy

for weeks. He wouldn't come barging in. No.

One bouquet, sent to her office, accompanied by an apology

least go back to being friends? -

He knew her favorite meals-after all, they had spent time together

face when she received them, even though he wasn't there to see

her fingers against the table before picking up her phone. "Wesley," she said sharply when he answered, "you need to stop flooding my house with

almost pleading. "Sarah, I'm not trying to overwhelm you. I just... I miss you. Not in the way we were before, but I miss

She had asked

she said, her voice softer now,

least meet up? Just as friends? I've missed talking to

about it," she finally said before

every time she glanced at her phone, he felt the unease creep in. He wanted to ask her what was wrong, but before he could, another delivery arrived-this time, a small

watched as Sarah opened it, her face tight with something

bracelet, no doubt from Wesley. Richard clenched

muttered, his voice sharp, "he's trying to worm his way back into

bracelet back in the box. "Why shouldn't he, Richard? You've

narrowing. "I'm here because I care

her shoulders tense. "And you weren't?" Her words stung, but

wants to fix things. He's allowed to try. Besides, you and