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

Chapter 127

Sarah

pov.

It had been a while since I'd been in a meeting like this. The conference room was modern, sleek, and filled with people who all seemed to know exactly what they were doing.

Zoe sat at the head of the table, her posture perfect and her demeanor calm. I had to admit, she looked like she was in her element-so much so that I almost felt like I didn't belong here. I sat in the chair next to her, trying my best to look professional, even though I still felt like a bit of a visitor in my own company.

Zoe turned to me just before the meeting began, her eyes sharp, but with a hint of warmth. "You ready?" she asked.

I nodded, though inside, I was a little nervous. "I think so."

She gave me a reassuring smile, then turned her attention back to the team. The meeting started with Zoe outlining the agenda.

She was efficient-way more efficient than I'd ever been at managing these kinds of things. As she spoke, everyone around the table nodded, took notes, and chimed in with their thoughts. There was no hesitation, no second-guessing. They were all in sync, and I couldn't help but feel a little out of place.

I shifted in my seat, watching as Zoe handled each issue with ease. She wasn't just managing; she was leading. I felt proud of her, but at the same time, a bit of self-doubt crept in.

Had I really been able to let go enough to trust her with all of this? I realized that I hadn't even thought about the day-to-day operations in so long.

I had been so focused on adjusting to my relationship with Richard, the dramas, then pregnancy, that I hadn't realized how much Zoe had grown into this role.

She glanced at me once, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips as if to say, "I've got this."

had it-she was more than capable. But it also reminded me

missed in terms of growth and progress. The team was doing great things without me.

Zoe? She

was already packing up her things, preparing for the next round of tasks. "Hey, Zoe," I said, trying to act casual, though I could feel a grin forming on my face. "How's

my question. She glanced up at me with wide eyes before quickly looking

you mean?" she asked,

been looking a little... distracted lately. You're not still daydreaming about him,

"I don't know what you're

phone every five minutes. Don't tell me you're

eyes, clearly flustered but trying to maintain her composure. "Okay, fine," she admitted

and-okay, maybe just his presence. He always had a way of making things lighter. And I guess... I guess I

it! It's the

but she quickly wiped it away. "No, I'm not," she said, though her voice didn't sound convincing. "I

more. "Uh-huh. Sure, Zoe. I'm sure that's all it is. You're not waiting

my arm playfully. "Stop it. I don't need you turning

smile tugging at her lips. She didn't have to say much for me to know that she missed him. The way she reacted to my teasing was enough. "Alright, alright," I said, holding up my hands in mock surrender. "I'll stop. But I'm just saying-if you're missing

she still wouldn't

last jab. "You know, when he comes back, I'll be sure to remind him of all the things you said about

there was a softness in her expression. She knew I was just teasing, but it

but as we gathered for dinner, I felt a wave of contentment wash over

were all together-Zoe, Richard, and me-and for the first time in a while, the mood felt relaxed. No pressure, no