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

Richard pov.

Morning came soon. The soft hum of the machines in Sarah's room provided a false sense of calm, but every beep reminded me she was hanging on by a thread. My chest felt heavy with every passing second, waiting for her to open her eyes, to tell me everything would be okay.

Zoe and Martins stayed close, their presence quiet but steady. Zoe would occasionally bring coffee or attempt to distract me with updates on the baby, but my focus stayed on Sarah. Martins had taken over the logistics-coordinating with hospital staff, keeping everyone updated, and ensuring the security team outside wasn't slacking.

It was just after 7 a. m. when my phone buzzed in my pocket, the vibration snapping me out of my daze. I saw the caller ID and immediately stepped out of the room to take the call. "This better be good," I snapped, my voice low but sharp.

"Mr. Wright," a familiar voice responded-it was Derek, head of my security team. "We've apprehended Isabelle."

The words didn't register immediately. "Wait... what?"

"She was caught trying to climb out of the penthouse using the fire escape. One of our men spotted her."

I gripped the phone tightly, anger bubbling beneath the surface. "How the hell did she get in in the first place?"

There was a pause, one that felt far too long for my liking.

"We're still investigating that, sir. There's no sign of forced entry. It seems... she had access codes."

"Access codes?" My voice rose, echoing down the sterile hospital hallway. A nurse passing by gave me a concerned glance, but I waved her off.

"That's correct, sir. We believe she may have had help from someone on the inside. We're reviewing the security footage now."

I pinched the bridge of my nose, fighting to keep my temper in check. "You mean to tell me that after all the precautions we took, she still managed to get past your so-called 'tight security'? And now you're telling me she had help?" "Mr. Wright, I assure you-"

Fix this. Find out who helped her and make sure they never step foot

without waiting for a response, my hand trembling as I

Sarah and our baby.

walked back into Sarah's room, my footsteps heavier than before. Zoe looked up from her seat by the window, her brows furrowing when she saw my expression. "What happened?"

crossing his arms. "You look like you're about to punch

looked so peaceful, her face free of the usual worries and stress. It was

I said finally, my voice tight. "They caught her trying

gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "She

get in?"

my head, pacing the room. "She had access codes. Someone must've given

"This just

her touch gentle. "Richard, sit down. You're running on fumes, and you're not helping anyone by wearing yourself

saw the hurt flash across her face. "I'm sorry. I just... I can't. Not when Sarah's like this.

a hand through my hair. "I should've done

firm. "Don't start blaming yourself. You

but the

to take its toll. I sat by Sarah's bedside, my

said softly. "I'll keep you safe. I'll keep her safe. Just...

a clipboard. "Mr. Wright, we've received an update on your daughter. Would you like to

baby girl. She was here, alive, but I hadn't even seen

not going sooner, but leaving

Zoe urged, her voice gentle. "I'll stay

"You'll call