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-"

her and make sure they never step foot near my family again. And keep her contained until the police arrive. Do you

hand trembling as

freely, endangering Sarah and our baby. Whoever had helped

Sarah's room, my footsteps heavier than before. Zoe looked up from her seat

you're about to punch a hole in the wall.

free of the usual worries and stress. It

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

gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "She

did she even get in?" Martins demanded,

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

curse under his breath. "This just

arm, her touch gentle. "Richard, sit down. You're running

across her face. "I'm sorry. I just... I can't. Not when Sarah's like this. Not when that lunatic was in our home." "She's not going to hurt Sarah or the baby anymore," Zoe said firmly. "They've got

it before," I muttered, running a hand through my

but firm. "Don't start blaming yourself. You did everything you could. No

was wrong, but the lump in my throat made it

passed, and exhaustion began to take its toll. I sat by Sarah's bedside, my hand wrapped around hers as I whispered promises I wasn't sure

softly. "I'll keep you safe. I'll keep her safe. Just... please,

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

our baby girl. She was

sooner, but leaving

urged, her voice gentle. "I'll stay

hesitated, glancing at Martins. "You'll