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 her sitting there, legs crossed, smirking

didn't even realize I was gripping the edge of

when she was splashed

again, pulling me from the

this, but

delete it and move on with my day, but curiosity gnawed

read the message again, then quickly typed

possibly have to say to me? Didn't get

was a cheap shot, but it felt good to say it. Susan had already

phone buzzed

he's changed, well... I thought you

words hit somewhere deep. The truth?

history. He'd divorced me and put a ring on her finger before the

been humiliated, reduced to watching their engagement on TV like it was some sort of victory lap. But Richard

I tried to focus on work, my thoughts kept circling back to her words. Richard had been

knew him in ways I didn't, or maybe couldn't

She wanted me to doubt him.

couch, half-watching the news, when my phone buzzed again. Another

But I don't want to see you get played the same way I was. You think Richard's back for good? Think again." I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the

just messing with me. She knew how to twist the knife in just the right

even think of a

business trip last month? The one he didn't

vague about. The one where he didn't call

then, convinced myself I was being paranoid. But now, Susan was bringing it up

the screen, trembling as I

are you talking

Her response came quickly.

spent that weekend together. He came down to the USA to see

at the screen, my heart pounding. That couldn't