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

Chapter 106

Sarah

pov.

The day started off perfectly. Richard and I were on our way to a little restaurant down the street that we'd read great things about.

He kept his hand in mine, swinging it slightly, and the warm, tropical breeze ruffled my hair.

I felt happy, lighter than I had in months. This trip was everything I had hoped it would be-a chance for us to reconnect, to be in our own world, away from the daily grind.

As we entered the restaurant, the smell of fresh seafood and sizzling spices greeted us, and my stomach rumbled in anticipation.

We found a cozy table by the window, with a view of the beach just down the street, and settled in, glancing at the menu and chatting about what to order.

But then I saw her. Isabelle.

There she was, just a few tables away, scanning the menu like she'd just walked in. I felt my shoulders tense.

What were the odds? It was such a small island, I guessed, but still, it felt strange. It was the third time now that we'd bumped into her, and each time it felt... I don't know... a little too coincidental. Richard noticed her, too. "Oh, hey!" he said, lifting a hand in a friendly wave. "Isabelle!"

I forced a polite smile, trying to keep my face relaxed. Isabelle looked up, her face lighting up as she walked over to our table.

"Hi, you two!" she said, her voice bright and cheerful. "Fancy seeing you here. This island keeps getting smaller and smaller."

"Yeah, crazy," I said, keeping my tone light, even though I felt a strange knot in my stomach.

Isabelle didn't seem to notice, though. She looked straight at Richard, her gaze lingering just a bit longer than it needed to. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, glancing from me to Richard, her smile as wide as ever. "Oh... sure," Richard said, pulling out the chair next to him. "We don't mind, right, Sarah?"

I? I just shrugged and managed a small nod, hoping my

nice dinner, just

Isabelle said, settling into her

vacation going

Richard said, smiling. "We've been snorkeling, hiking, and trying all the local food. It's exactly what

said, her eyes fixed on him, her voice soft and warm. "You both

and I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't really looking at both of

myself to take a sip of water, trying to shake the feeling building

being friendly, trying to make conversation. But it was something in the

to lighter topics, like favorite travel spots and funny mishaps

kept nudging his arm as if they were old friends.

longer. "So, Isabelle," I said, trying to sound casual,

turned to me with that same bright smile, though there was a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. "Yes, I am," she said, her

No one else's schedule, no one to worry about. Just...

a small smile. "I get that.

You seem like the perfect pair," she said, resting her chin in her hand, her eyes lingering on him. "It must be nice, being with someone who just... gets you." "Yeah," Richard said, glancing at me with a grin. "It is." He reached for my hand across the table, giving

Isabelle didn't look away, as if she didn't quite care that I was there,

her that kept scratching

stood up, giving us both that bright smile once more. "Well, I'll let you two get back to your evening. It was lovely running into you again," she said, looking at Richard as if he were the only one who mattered. "Likewise," he replied, giving a casual wave as

out of earshot, I turned to him. "You didn't notice anything... strange about her?" I

eyebrows raised. "Come

"Richard, she was all over you. She barely looked at me the whole time she

you... are you jealous?" His eyes sparkled with amusement, like he thought

looked down, feeling a mix of embarrassment and

was just my imagination, reading too much into a simple coincidence. But something about Isabelle's presence felt off. I just couldn't put my

way she looks at you," I said quietly, hoping he'd