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.

doorway, offering a polite smile, but my patience was

place. Thank you, both of you. I promise I won't be in any trouble." "It's not a problem at all," Richard replied,

in agreement. But inside, I couldn't shake the feeling that Isabelle wasn't planning on

ease in the way she set her things down, like she

small purse or an overnight tote. It was a full suitcase, one big enough for a week or

the living room. "I think it's really nice of you to help her out," I

her suitcase? It seemed a bit much for a short

she's probably just overpacked.

lip, debating whether to push the issue. "I just... I don't know, Richard. I feel like there's

hand on my shoulder and giving it a

fine, but Isabelle's harmless. I'm sure she just needs

glance I'd caught from Isabelle had

it go for now. Maybe Richard was right,

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 she was ready for a long

stomach tighten. I tried to shake it off,

time I caught Richard's eye, he would give

secure, and seeing him brush my worries aside only

the courage to step out of the bedroom.

at me over the rim of her mug, a little too comfortably. It was as though she'd always been

said cheerfully. "I hope I'm not

managing a polite smile. "No,

looking relaxed, and I felt my frustration bubble

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

slightly, almost like she was disappointed. "That's... very kind of you," she said, her voice soft. "But I wouldn't want to impose. Really, it's okay." Before I could say

night went

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