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.

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

him sick to his stomach. He never meant to feel this way

himself. And that meant one thing-he had to destroy any chance

had been planning for weeks. He wouldn't come

to her office,

least go back

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

restaurants. He imagined the subtle smile on her face when she received them, even though

her fingers against the table before picking up her phone. "Wesley," she said

overwhelm you. I just... I miss you. Not

guilt. Wesley had stayed out of her way for a while. She had asked for space, and he gave it. But now? She wasn't sure what to make of

she said, her voice softer now, but still firm. "I don't need

at least meet up?

lip, unsure. "I'll think about it," she

Richard sat across from Sarah in her office, discussing a business proposal. He could tell she was distracted, and every time she glanced at her phone, he

Sarah opened it, her face tight with something between

Richard clenched his

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

in the box. "Why shouldn't he, Richard?

eyes narrowing. "I'm here because I care about you.

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

Wesley wants to fix