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

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Sarah pov.

Richard glanced over at me, concern clear on his face. "Sarah, do you think we could help her out? Just for tonight?"

Why the change of mind?

"I..." I hesitated, feeling my stomach twist. "Maybe we could help her get into a hotel like you said, Richard. I mean, that's probably for the best, right?"

Isabelle managed a weak smile, waving her hand like it wasn't a big deal. "No, no, A hotel is fine," she said, voice soft. "You two shouldn't have to do that. I'll be alright. I just need to find my way around a bit."

But Richard didn't look convinced, and I could feel the gears turning in his mind. "Come on, Isabelle," he said, shaking his head.

"It's not a problem. You can stay with us for the night, and tomorrow, we'll help you get sorted out with a hotel. Right, Sarah?"

Why did he change his mind? He was about to lodge a hotel before.

I didn't want to argue with him, not right here on the sidewalk in front of Isabelle. I nodded slowly, managing a polite smile. "Of course," I said, though I was sure he could see the doubt in my eyes.

"Thank you so much," Isabelle said, putting her hand to her chest. "I don't know what I would've done without you two. Really."

On the way back, I stayed quiet, trying to keep my thoughts under control. I wanted to be compassionate; I wanted to believe this was just an innocent situation.

But my instincts kept firing off signals, every one of them telling me that Isabelle wasn't being completely honest. Still, what could I say?

Richard seemed genuinely concerned, and I didn't want to come off as unreasonable or, worse, jealous. After all, what reason did I really have?

When we reached the penthouse, I tried to keep my cool, watching as Richard settled Isabelle in the guest room.

polite smile, but my patience

beautiful place. Thank you, both of you. I promise I won't be in any trouble." "It's not a problem at all," Richard replied, looking genuinely pleased to help. "You're safe here,

nodding in agreement. But inside, I couldn't shake the feeling

the way she set her things down,

It wasn't a small purse or an overnight tote. It was a full suitcase, one big

think it's really nice of you to help her out," I said, trying to keep my

you notice her suitcase? It seemed

she's probably just overpacked. You know

to push the issue. "I just... I don't know,

putting a hand on my shoulder and giving

just feeling a bit protective. Which is fine, but Isabelle's harmless. I'm sure she

wanted to believe him, but every glance I'd caught from Isabelle

now. Maybe Richard was right,

I walked past the guest room, I noticed Isabelle had left her door ajar. Her suitcase was open on the floor, clothes neatly folded

familiar knot in my stomach tighten. I tried to shake

rest of the evening was oddly tense, though. Every time I caught Richard's eye, he would give me a reassuring smile, clearly trying to tell me it

point-I didn't feel secure, and seeing him

bedroom. I found Isabelle in the kitchen, already making

a little too comfortably. It was

"I

managing a polite smile. "No, of

looking relaxed, and I

still unpacked in the guest room, clothes spread out as though she had no intention

her voice soft. "But I wouldn't want to impose.

night went on, Isabelle's

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