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

Chapter 110

Richard pov

"Richard, can we talk?"

I paused mid-step on my way to the kitchen, catching the unmistakable edge in Sarah's voice. Her arms were crossed, her brows furrowed like they'd been all week. I could guess what this was about. Isabelle. Again.

"Sure," I said, trying to sound casual, though I could already feel a headache brewing. I leaned against the counter, arms crossed. "What's on your mind?"

Sarah hesitated, glancing toward the living room where Isabelle had just gone. "Don't you think it's weird? How she's always around, how she keeps inserting herself into everything?"

I tried not to groan. I knew this was coming, but I'd hoped we were past it after our last talk. "Sarah, come on," I said with a laugh. "You're not still jealous, are you?"

Her eyes flashed. "Jealous? Seriously, Richard? I'm not-okay, fine. Maybe I am a little. But it's not just that! I can feel something's... off about her."

I straightened up, shaking my head with a small smile. "You're reading too much into this. Isabelle's just... talkative. She's been through a lot, and we're just helping her out. It's not like she's some mastermind plotting to ruin our lives." Sarah's lips tightened, and I could tell she wasn't buying it. "She talks to you, Richard. Not me. Not anyone else. Just you. Don't you think that's strange?"

I shrugged, doing my best to play it cool. "Maybe she just finds me approachable."

Sarah scoffed. "Yeah, 'approachable.' Sure."

I grinned, stepping closer to her and placing my hands on her shoulders. "Hey, don't be like that. You know you're the only one I'm interested in. Isabelle isn't my type at all."

Sarah let out a bitter laugh. "Your type? That's what you're going with?"

I kissed her forehead, trying to lighten the mood. "You're the one who said you were jealous. Honestly, I think you just like the drama. Keeps things exciting, right?"

dropped, and she shoved me lightly. "You're

her into a hug. "I mean it, Sarah. There's nothing to worry about. Isabelle's just... someone in need. And besides, you're way

sighed against my chest, relaxing slightly. "Maybe I'm overthinking it.

with a smile. "If it makes

distance was harder than I thought. Isabelle always seemed to have something to say, something

check emails or finish some work, and there she'd be, cornering me with a question or

thing was, she wasn't boring. Her stories were long-winded,

was cleaning up lunch. "Have you ever felt like you're

paused, giving her a blank look. "Uh... not really. People usually

just said something profound. "That's good. I just... I don't know. Sometimes I

could escape, she launched into

half-listened, glancing toward the doorway, hoping Sarah wouldn't come in

as she took in the scene: Isabelle leaning casually against the counter, talking animatedly while I stood there like

her voice tight. "Can I talk to you for

followed Sarah to the hallway, where she turned

about," she said, her voice low but intense. "She

through my hair. "Sarah, she's just... I don't know. Maybe she feels more comfortable around

it's not normal. She's... clingy. And you're just

come on.

said I was jealous, Richard! But it's not just that. Something about

pulling her into my arms. "Alright, alright. You're jealous and suspicious. Got it. But listen to me-there's nothing to worry about. She's harmless." Sarah didn't pull away, but she didn't relax either. "I

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her mind-or mine. Isabelle's presence was

always talking, always inserting herself into our lives. And

walk," Sarah announced one