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.

offering a polite smile, but my patience was

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

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

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

her bag... It wasn't a small purse or an overnight tote. It

room. "I think it's really nice of you to help

you notice her suitcase? It seemed a bit

brushing it off. "Sarah, she's probably just

bit my lip, debating whether to push the issue. "I just... I

putting a hand on my shoulder and giving it a reassuring

Isabelle's harmless. I'm sure she just needs

glance I'd caught from Isabelle had felt a

fight, so I nodded, letting it go for now. Maybe Richard was right, and I was just

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

tighten. I tried to shake it off,

the evening was oddly tense, though. Every time I caught Richard's eye, he would give me a reassuring smile,

that wasn't the point-I didn't feel secure, and seeing

courage to step out of the bedroom. I found

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

said cheerfully. "I hope

a

relaxed, and I felt

I wondered if he'd noticed her suitcase still unpacked in the guest room, clothes spread out as though she had no

her voice soft. "But I wouldn't want to impose. Really, it's okay."

in check. I really did. But as the night went on, Isabelle's presence in our home started to

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