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.

by the doorway, offering a polite

carefully by the bed. "You have a beautiful place. Thank you,

a smile, nodding in agreement. But inside, I couldn't shake the feeling that Isabelle wasn't planning on leaving anytime

but there was this casual ease in the way she set her things down, like she was already making

wasn't a small purse or an overnight tote. It was a full

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

Did you notice her suitcase? It seemed a bit much for a

brushing it off. "Sarah, she's probably just overpacked. You know how

my lip, debating whether to push the issue. "I just... I don't

putting a hand on my shoulder and

a bit protective. Which is fine, but Isabelle's harmless.

him, but every glance I'd caught from

now. Maybe

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

that familiar knot in my stomach tighten. I tried to shake it off, reminding myself that I

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

feel secure, and seeing him brush my

evening, I worked up the courage to step out of the bedroom. I found Isabelle in

the rim of her mug, a little too comfortably. It was as though she'd

said cheerfully. "I hope

head, managing a polite

joined us soon after, looking relaxed, and I felt my frustration

the guest room, clothes spread out as though she had no intention of leaving. "Isabelle, let's get you sorted

to impose. Really, it's okay." Before

as the night went on, Isabelle's presence in our home started to feel like a splinter I couldn't

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