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?"

tell me why you've been trying to ruin things

standing up,

the phone earlier.

expression changed from confusion to realization, then to something darker. He

you," he said, his voice calm but cold. "Richard isn't good for you. You know that deep

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

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

is, I never wanted Richard to have you. He's always taken

confused. "What are you

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

got the things I wanted. The promotions, the

stared at him, stunned. "This

snapped, his frustration bubbling to

my way. He's always had what I wanted, and you were just another prize

spine. "You've been using me... this

didn't deny it. "I wanted to protect you from making a mistake,

one hurting me," I said, my voice barely

you cared

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

me in the first place," I said, stepping back.

Sarah's POV

house until I saw his street

the steering wheel, my mind spinning from everything Wesley

his jealousy-everything was so

to keep my voice steady even though my insides

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

moment, and stared at his front door. My

I was here. But I couldn't be alone with

the one person who knew what it felt like to be caught up in

I got out of the car and hurried up to his door. My fist was already banging on it before I had the chance

after 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 voice was soft, but there was surprise in it. "What

took a deep breath, but all the emotions I'd been holding back came crashing down

cold it was outside until I felt the warmth of his house wrap around me. My body shivered as if suddenly aware of the chill.

legs feeling like they might give way. I stumbled

too close. There was a pause, the silence hung between us

his eyes searching mine. "Talk to

My voice cracked, the weight of

been plotting against us. Against me-against you. All

but he said nothing,

to hang up the phone, and

tightened, and before I could stop them, tears welled up

never wanted me to move on. That he was jealous of you.

voice cracked as I spoke, my words

he was my friend, but he was just-just

hands, trying to stop the tears, but

and my breathing 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 my

go. I let