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

Chapter 51

Sarah's

pov

If you'd told me a year ago that I'd be waking up to a message from her of all people, I'd have laughed in your face.

Susan. Richard's ex-lover. The woman I once called the devil in high heels. The same one who pranced into my life and nearly tore my marriage apart.

And now, out of nowhere, she was texting me? Of course, my first reaction was to laugh. It was either that or scream.

I'd barely had time to make coffee, and there it was, my phone buzzing from the kitchen counter.

When I saw her name flash on the screen, I swear my stomach twisted into knots.

I hadn't heard from Susan since I came to Mexico, leaving me with the broken pieces of my life after Richard chose her over me.

Yeah, Richard didn't love me, but it hurt the same. Now she had the nerve to message me?

The first text was like a punch.

"Hey Sarah. Long time."

I nearly dropped my mug. My heart pounded. Why was she even messaging me?

After all these months, why now? I stared at the screen for a good minute before typing back.

"What do you want, Susan? Thought you'd be too busy wrecking lives in the States."

Yeah, I was mad. I had every right to be. She hadn't just ruined my relationship-she'd strutted into my life, into our home, and practically made herself queen of the place.

to look at my couch without picturing

gripping the edge of

time I heard her name was when she was splashed all over national TV-as Richard's fiancee. And now

again, pulling me from the

this, but you need to know something

did she want? My first instinct was to delete it and move on with

the message again, then quickly

me? Didn't get enough when you stole

but it felt good to say it. Susan had already torn my life apart

buzzed within

He came to me. And if you think he's changed, well... I thought you should know the truth before

but the words hit somewhere deep. The truth? What the hell was she

a ring on her finger before the ink on the papers

on TV like it was some sort

tried to focus on work, my thoughts kept circling back to her words. Richard had been making efforts, trying to show me he

in ways I didn't, or

wanted me to doubt him.

couch, half-watching the

I don't like you, Sarah. But I don't want to see you get played the same way I was. You think

different. Susan wasn't just messing with me. She knew how to twist the knife in just the right

I could even think of a reply, my phone buzzed once

had to go on that business trip last month? The

Richard had been weirdly vague about. The one where he didn't call or text

let it slide back then, convinced myself I was being paranoid. But now, Susan was bringing it up like it

fingers hovered over the screen, trembling

you

Her response came quickly.

together. He came down

heart pounding. That couldn't be true.