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.

stood by the doorway, offering a polite

just walked into a fancy hotel suite. "Wow," she murmured, putting her bag down carefully by the bed. "You have a 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

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

casual ease in the way she

an overnight tote. It was a full suitcase,

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

notice her suitcase? It seemed a bit much

she's probably just overpacked. You know how some people

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

he said, putting a hand on my shoulder and giving

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 had felt a bit too

didn't want to fight, so I nodded, letting it go for now. Maybe Richard was right, and I was just reading too

left her door ajar. Her suitcase was open on the floor, clothes neatly folded and

in my stomach tighten. I tried to shake it off, reminding

I caught Richard's eye, he would

didn't feel secure, and seeing him

step out of the bedroom. I found Isabelle in the kitchen, already making herself

smiled at me over the rim of her mug, a little too comfortably. It was

cheerfully. "I hope

managing a polite smile. "No, of course

soon after, looking relaxed, and I felt my frustration

though she had no

disappointed. "That's... very kind of you," she said, her voice soft. "But I wouldn't want to impose. Really,

check. I really did. But as the night went

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