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

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Sarah's

Pov.

But the words felt hollow, empty. I looked back down at the file, trying to make sense of it all.

Back when we were married, Richard had been a closed book, and now, with these shadows from his past creeping in, I wasn't sure if I'd ever truly known him. Don't blame me.

As he sat there, I thought of reaching out to someone who could help me make sense of this mess.

Someone who might know the real truth about these deals, about the web Richard had gotten himself tangled in.

When he finally went upstairs, I picked up my phone and dialed an old friend's number. It had been years since I'd spoken to him, but he'd always had connections. Trust me to have loads of useful contacts, they always come in handy.

If there was a way to get to the bottom of this without Richard's help, I had to try.

"Hey," I whispered when he answered, my voice barely audible. "I need a favor."

I couldn't shake the guilt. But I told myself I was doing this for us. I needed to know the truth, and if Richard wouldn't share it all, I'd find it myself.

The house was quiet when I finally hung up the phone. I looked around, feeling that weird mix of guilt and determination swirl around in me.

I had built with Richard, but suddenly it felt a bit...

back into its envelope, feeling the thickness of it in my hands. This wasn't just paperwork-this was Richard's past, and now, I realized,

me about everything, just

Jason, was someone I hadn't spoken to

out there, working for one of those big financial companies, the kind that digs deep into the

into it. Jason was like that-straightforward, no questions. It was a relief, knowing someone would

some things on my mind," I said. I slipped into bed beside him, but there was that gap between us, filled with questions

something. This company you're asking about, it's tied up with a few others-some

across a contract tied to a few small firms. One of them links to a few known names, high-profile, like... James Kent,

a sharp breath. "And... any chance you saw the name

got a hand in a lot of business deals,

swallowing down the nerves building in my

help but feel that tiny spark of hope-that maybe I'd finally get to the bottom of it, finally understand the whole picture. That evening, after

as clear as day-company names, Richard's signature, Susan's name, and even James' scribbled into a few

records. I felt a strange mix of anger and sadness

deal. He'd been tied to both of

to confront him, to finally lay it all out. I needed answers-no more secrets, no more half-truths.

in the living room. He looked at me, noticing my serious expression, and

"What's wrong?" he asked.

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