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

Chapter 121

Sarah's

POV

That evening, I sat on the edge of the couch, my hands resting on my stomach, trying to steady my breathing.

The events of the morning played in my head on a loop, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the image of Isabelle standing in the kitchen, gripping that knife.

"She's gone now," Zara said gently, sitting beside me. She handed me a steaming cup of tea and gave my knee a reassuring squeeze. "You're safe."

Safe. The word felt foreign. Isabelle's wild eyes and unhinged accusations had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, letting its heat around me. "I thought she was going to hurt me," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Zara leaned back, her expression softening. "You handled it better than most people would. You didn't panic. That's something."

I sighed, staring into the tea. "I just... I can't stop thinking about what she said. About Richard. About me stealing him from her."

"Sarah," Zara said firmly, "that woman was unwell. Nothing she said makes any sense. You can't let her words get to you."

"I knew something was off about her," I murmured. "She was too polite."

Zara snorted. "That's how it always starts. Then they start lurking in kitchens with knives. She's gone full Lifetime movie villain, babe. Forget her."

I smiled despite myself, I rested a hand on my stomach, feeling the faintest flutter beneath my palm.

"I need to move forward. For me. For..." I hesitated, the words catching in my throat.

"For the baby," Zara finished for me, her sharp eyes narrowing.

I looked at her, smiling.

"Oh, please," she said, rolling her eyes. "I know, the latest momma in town and i'm gonna be their godmother."

of relief and fear all

closer, her expression softening. "Is it time to tell

"Why not?" she asked.

tense. And now, after all this with Isabelle...

never going to be a perfect time. But he needs to

with a grin. "And I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here until you're ready to tell him. Moral support,

and I reached over to hug her. "Thank you,

all mushy on me," she teased. "I've

Richard's PO

and I sat in the study, the aftermath of the morning's chaos still weighing

I stared at the report the authorities had sent

Martins said, breaking the silence. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck.

nodded slowly. "It's hard to believe how far things

serious. "You

a hand through my hair. "I should have noticed. The way she acted,

for me. "And, honestly, how could you have known?

I said, guilt twisting in my gut. "She was hurting, and I didn't see it. I let her live

expression softening. "You didn't make her this way, Richard. Whatever

in a car accident

low whistle. "I

of the realization pressing down on me. "She saw me and projected

She

his chin thoughtfully. "That's a lot to

feel guilty. Like I could have

And now she's getting the help she needs. That's all

giving him a small smile. "Since when did

realized you needed someone to talk

of my