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

Chapter 56

Sarah's

POV.

The day started like any other-mundane emails, phone calls, and a cup of lukewarm coffee that had gone cold while I was distracted by my spiraling thoughts.

The office was unusually quiet, except for the distant clacking of keyboards from my employees, which only made me more restless.

I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the endless stream of messages. One, in particular, caught my eye-a message from Wesley.

He had been acting strange lately. Too friendly. Too apologetic. His last few gifts had crossed the line from thoughtful to downright uncomfortable.

I couldn't put my finger on it, but something wasn't right.

But today, I needed a favor, and Wesley was the closest person who could help.

With a sigh, I dialed his number.

"Hey, Wesley. I need to ask you something about the project. Can we meet tomorrow?" I said, trying to keep the conversation as professional as possible. "Of course, Sarah," he replied, his voice a little too smooth, too eager. "Anything for you."

"Thanks. Talk soon."

We exchanged the usual goodbyes, and I was just about to hang up when I heard his voice again. Except... he wasn't talking to me.

"Yeah, I'll handle it. Sarah's almost ready to cut him off completely," Wesley muttered, his voice lowered.

My thumb hovered over the end call button, but something about the way he said my name made me freeze.

There was a pause on his end, and then another voice chimed in-a familiar voice. Susan. Susan was on the other end of the line.

"You better make sure she does," Susan's voice said sharply. "I'm tired of waiting. Richard won't have a leg to stand on once she's done with him."

My heart stopped. I had always known Susan was manipulative, but Wesley too? He'd been pretending to care, pretending to be my friend, all while plotting against Richard and me.

I kept listening, my heart racing, feeling sick to my stomach.

"I'll make sure of it," Wesley replied confidently. "Sarah's too focused on Richard to see what's really happening. She trusts me. This will all be over soon."

I ended the call, my hand shaking. For a moment, I just sat there in silence, my mind reeling.

Wesley had been feeding me lies, pretending to support me while stabbing me in the back.

And Susan... of course, she wanted to destroy any chance Richard and I had at fixing things. But Wesley?

I had thought we were starting to repair our friendship.

Later that day, Wesley stopped by my office as planned. He walked in with that same easy smile he always wore, the one that now made me sick. "Sarah," he said, leaning against the doorframe, "You said you needed to talk?"

I didn't waste time. "Wesley, why don't you just tell me the truth?"

His smile faltered, just slightly. "What do you mean?"

why don't you tell me why you've been trying

up,

on the phone earlier.

to something darker.

protect you," he said, his voice calm but cold. "Richard isn't good for you.

my arms, glaring at him. "Don't pretend like you care about me, Wesley. This isn't about protecting me.

didn't say anything, just stared at me, his jaw clenched. Then, something

closer. "Fine. The truth is, I never wanted Richard to

"What

I were friends once, you know. A long time ago," Wesley

I wanted. The promotions, the connections... and then you. You

stunned. "This

more than jealousy," Wesley snapped, his frustration bubbling to

had what I wanted, and you were just another prize

spine. "You've been using

making a mistake, Sarah. Richard

the one hurting me," I

be my friend, but all you cared about was keeping me away from Richard, for your

face tightened, but he didn't argue. "I didn't want you to move

had me in the first place," I

Sarah's POV

driving to Richard's house until I

gripped the steering wheel, my mind spinning from everything Wesley had just

was so

held it together during our confrontation, managing to keep my voice steady even though

as I pulled up in front of Richard's house, everything hit me all

for a moment, and stared at his front door. My

I was here. But

needed him, the one person who knew what it felt like to be caught up in this

could change my mind, I got out of the car and hurried up to his door. My fist was already banging

a few moments, and there he was-Richard. His hair was messy, like he had been running his hands through it in frustration, and his eyes were tired, yet

soft, but there was surprise

in my throat. I took a deep breath, but all the emotions I'd been holding back came crashing down like a

the warmth of his house

like they might give way. I stumbled to his couch, sinking into the

was

asked softly, his eyes searching mine.

find the words. "It's Wesley. And Susan." My voice cracked, the weight of it all

us. Against me-against you.

he said nothing, just nodded for me

them talking. Wesley forgot to hang up the phone, and I heard

throat tightened, and before I could stop them, tears

said... he said he never wanted me to move on. That he was jealous of you. And Susan-she's been pushing him to keep

voice cracked as I spoke, my words coming

thought he was my friend, but he was

with my hands, trying to stop the tears,

became uneven. I had been holding it all in for so long, and now it was pouring out in front of Richard, the one person I had been trying to protect myself from. Suddenly, I felt a warm hand on

a moment, the tension of everything keeping me rigid, but then I let go. I let myself fall into his embrace, my head