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

Chapter 118

Sarah's POV

The sound of a car pulling into the driveway sent a rush of relief through me. I glanced out the window and saw Zoe stepping out, her oversized sunglasses and bright red scarf making her impossible to miss. She waved enthusiastically at me before marching toward the front door like she owned the place.

When I opened the door, she didn't waste a second. "Sarah!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around me.

"You look... exhausted. Are they stressing you out here? Should I throw hands?"

I laughed despite myself. Zoe's energy was like a much-needed breeze on a suffocatingly hot day. "You don't know the half of it," I said, stepping aside to let her in.

She took a moment to look around, her nose wrinkling. "Nice place. But it feels like it's got tension baked into the walls."

I shut the door, already feeling lighter with her around. "Come on, I'll make us tea," I said, leading her to the kitchen.

Once we were seated, her vibrant personality filled the room. She didn't just talk-she commanded attention.

After a few jokes and stories about her chaotic flight, Zoe leaned forward, her expression softening.

"Alright, spill. What's going on? Pretend you're just telling me."

I hesitated. "It's a lot, Zoe," I admitted.

time," she said,

photograph," I began. "It showed up out of nowhere-surveillance photos of Richard and me, documents about his past deals. And it's

hesitated, my hands fidgeting with my mug.

gasp was loud enough to

the hallway. "No one else knows.

face shifted from shock to excitement, then to concern. "Wait. Why

I snapped, then sighed. "I just... I don't know how to tell him. Things between

house and messing with your marriage?" Zoe's voice was sharp now. "Sarah, this

if I haven't told her before. But then Zoe is Zoe. "I know," I said, burying my face in my hands. "I

a reassuring hand on mine. "First off, you're not losing control. You're overwhelmed, and rightfully so. But you can't keep this bottled up.

than this, Sarah. You've built a life, a career-you're about to be a mom, for crying out loud! Don't let them walk all

lit a spark in me, one I

Richard's POV

Zoe standing in the living room when I walked in. She turned, her bright grin immediately lighting up the space. "Well, if it isn't the famous Richard himself," she said, throwing her arms out dramatically. "You're taller than the

to see

bluntly, plopping down on the couch. "You're welcome, by the

was refreshing, and for a moment, I felt the tension in

the front door opened, and Martins walked in. "Richard, you've got-oh, hello," he said, stopping short when he

and she gave Martins an

said, grinning. "Friend, confidant, occasional lifesaver. And

her hand. "Friend, confidant, and