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Chapter 79

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Sarahโ€™s pov.

The evening started with a quiet, tense mood that I was determined to shake off. Richard had been distracted ever since his old associate, James, had shown up out of nowhere with some vague warning.

I could see it in his eyesโ€”a darkness, a worry that gnawed at him, even though he tried to hide it behind a calm face. I wanted to pull him out of it, just for a while.

โ€œLetโ€™s play a game,โ€ I blurted out, grinning and hoping heโ€™d get into the spirit.

He looked up, confused. โ€œA game?โ€

โ€œYes, a game. Something simple, fun.โ€ I grabbed a stack of cards from the living room drawer. โ€œCome on, when was the last time we played anything? Besides, Iโ€™m feeling pretty competitive tonight.โ€

Richardโ€™s mouth quirked into a small smile. โ€œYouโ€™re challenging me to a game night?โ€

I leaned in, waggling my eyebrows. โ€œScared?โ€

He chuckled, finally giving in. โ€œAlright, bring it on. What are we playing?โ€

Half an hour later, we were knee-deep in cards and dice, with the coffee table covered in snacks.
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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 80

    Richardโ€™s pov.The morning started with that ominous letter. I held it, reading the typed words over and over, trying to make sense of the threat. It was clear, sharpโ€”โ€œMeet me or youโ€™ll regret it.โ€ Sarahโ€™s face was pale, her fingers tight around the paper. She looked at me, fear and frustration mingling in her eyes.โ€œDo you thinkโ€ฆโ€ she began, voice barely a whisper. โ€œDo you think itโ€™s Susan?โ€My jaw clenched at the name. Susan had been a thorn in our lives, vowing revenge after our fallout with her. She was ruthless, always scheming, always pulling stunts to try and get back at us. This kind of intimidation had her name all over it.โ€œI wouldnโ€™t put it past her,โ€ I muttered, rubbing my temples. โ€œShe did say weโ€™d regret crossing her.โ€Sarah gave a small nod, her eyes still fixed on the letter. โ€œIf it is her, then maybe I should go alone. Handle it directly.โ€I immediately shook my head, not liking where her mind was going. โ€œNo way, Sarah. If youโ€™re meeting anyone, Iโ€™m going with you.

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 81

    Richardโ€™s pov.Sarah stood there, still holding the file like it was her only shield. Her shoulders were tense, her head slightly bowed. I wanted to run over and pull her into my arms, to ask her a thousand questions, but I stayed back, waiting for her to gather herself. She needed a minute, and I wasnโ€™t about to take that from her.Finally, she looked around, her eyes scanning the area until they fell on me. Her expression shifted, a mix of surprise and relief flooding her face. She didnโ€™t look angry that Iโ€™d followed herโ€”if anything, she looked grateful.I stepped out from the shadows, walking over slowly. โ€œYou alright?โ€ I asked, my voice soft.She let out a shaky breath and nodded. โ€œYeah. Justโ€ฆ a bit shaken, I guess.โ€I glanced at the file she was clutching. โ€œWho is he? What did he give you?โ€Her gaze dropped to the file, a frown creasing her forehead. โ€œI donโ€™t know yet,โ€ she murmured. โ€œBut whatever it isโ€ฆ it canโ€™t be good.โ€I put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. โ€œWeโ€™

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 82

    Sarahโ€™s Pov.But the words felt hollow, empty. I looked back down at the file, trying to make sense of it all. Back when we were married, Richard had been a closed book, and now, with these shadows from his past creeping in, I wasnโ€™t sure if Iโ€™d ever truly known him.Don't blame me.As he sat there, I thought of reaching out to someone who could help me make sense of this mess. Someone who might know the real truth about these deals, about the web Richard had gotten himself tangled in.When he finally went upstairs, I picked up my phone and dialed an old friendโ€™s number. It had been years since Iโ€™d spoken to him, but heโ€™d always had connections. Trust me to have loads of useful contacts, they always come in handy.If there was a way to get to the bottom of this without Richardโ€™s help, I had to try.โ€œHey,โ€ I whispered when he answered, my voice barely audible. โ€œI need a favor.โ€I couldnโ€™t shake the guilt. But I told myself I was doing this for us. I needed to know the truth, and if

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 83

    Richardโ€™s pov.I couldnโ€™t help but feel that gnawing feeling at the back of my mind, like I was constantly being watched. Every step I took, every meeting I attended, I kept noticing these little things, small signs that didnโ€™t feel right. Employees looked away too quickly when I walked by, whispers that died down just as I entered the room, the way certain people held back in conversations.And it wasnโ€™t just paranoia, was it? Iโ€™d found myself caught between James and Susan, with Sarah now looking at me like I was a stranger. Those business dealsโ€”theyโ€™d all happened years ago, a lifetime ago, or so Iโ€™d thought. But seeing Sarahโ€™s hurt, that pain Iโ€™d caused just by hiding the truth, it all came rushing back to me. And I couldnโ€™t help wondering: if Susan and James had dragged Sarah into this, who else in my life might be working with them?In the beginning, Iโ€™d brushed it off. Told myself I was just stressed, that I was seeing patterns where there were none. But as the days went on

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 84

    Sarahโ€™s POV.Sitting alone in the dim light of the kitchen, I read through the records, every line on the page feeling like a heavy stone added to my chest. The file from Jason was spread out in front of me, the pieces of Richardโ€™s past deals slowly fitting together into a picture I was beginning to understandโ€ฆ but didnโ€™t want to.I hadnโ€™t told Richard, not yet. Part of me wanted to protect him, to take the burden off his shoulders. The other part, thoughโ€ฆ the part of me that couldnโ€™t quite let go of what heโ€™d hidden, that part wanted to know the truth for myself. And the truth wasnโ€™t pretty.Flipping through the stack of papers, I recognized the names, dates, and even a few locations. Richard had told me bits and pieces beforeโ€”about โ€œsome deals,โ€ a network of people heโ€™d worked with when he was still new in business. But he hadnโ€™t told me how deep heโ€™d been involved, and he certainly hadnโ€™t told me heโ€™d worked with people whose reputations still lingered like dark shadows over ce

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 85

    Sarahโ€™s POV.Sitting in a quiet booth at the back of a small cafe, I wrapped my hands around a mug of coffee, letting the warmth seep through my fingers. I glanced at the door again, nerves buzzing through me as I waited. James was late, but I wasnโ€™t sure if that was a good thing or not. Every second that passed made me question my decision to come here, to meet him alone. But after everything Iโ€™d foundโ€”and everything Richard still wouldnโ€™t tell meโ€”I had to know. I had to understand what James wanted and what he knew.Just as I was considering leaving, the door opened, and there he was. James looked different than the last time Iโ€™d seen himโ€”older, and a bit worn down. But his eyes still had that same sharpness, that same hint of something dark. He spotted me right away and walked over, his expression unreadable.โ€œSarah,โ€ he said, sliding into the seat across from me. โ€œDidnโ€™t expect youโ€™d actually show up.โ€I forced a smile, trying to keep my voice steady. โ€œWell, you left me little

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 86

    Sarah pov.After that meeting with James, I left feeling like the air was heavier, clinging to me in a way I couldnโ€™t shake. I shouldโ€™ve known better than to think Iโ€™d get a straight answer from him, but the little he did share was enough to send my mind spinning. Every word he said hinted at something deeper, something that could hurt Richard, and possibly, both of us. I knew if Richard found out about this meeting, heโ€™d go into protective mode, trying to shield me from all of it. But this time, I couldnโ€™t let him.As I drove home, my mind kept replaying the conversation. James, calm and cold as ever, hinting at secrets and alliances, all while refusing to tell me anything that actually mattered. But the way he looked at me, that smug look as he said, โ€œNot everything is as it seems,โ€ sent a chill down my spine. I knew there was more at play here, but what, exactly, I couldnโ€™t say. All I knew was that if James wanted something from us, heโ€™d stop at nothing to get it.The house wa

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 87

    Sarahโ€™s Pov.I took a deep breath, clutching the steering wheel as I pulled up in front of the small cafe where I was meeting Susan. My mind was still reeling from the encounter with James, the way he dropped hints and threats so casually. And now here I was, facing another ghost from our past. Susan had been circling around us like a shark, but something in me said I needed to face her myself, away from Richard, to truly understand what she wanted. As soon as I walked in, I spotted her at a corner table, swirling her coffee with a thin smile that didnโ€™t reach her eyes. She looked different from how I rememberedโ€”still polished and poised, but something in her eyes was colder, sharper. This wasnโ€™t the same Susan from back when Richard and I first got married. Sheโ€™d changed, or maybe sheโ€™d always been like this, and Iโ€™d been too naive to see it.โ€œSarah,โ€ she greeted, her tone oozing a false warmth. โ€œSo brave of you to come meet me.โ€โ€œSusan,โ€ I replied, keeping my voice steady as I

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  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 165

    Richard pov.The weeks that followed were like a dream, the kind of dream I never wanted to wake up from. Sarahโ€™s recovery was nothing short of miraculous. She was her old self againโ€”strong, radiant, and filled with the kind of joy that seemed to light up any room she entered. And our daughter? She was growing so fast, already wrapping usโ€”and everyone elseโ€”in her tiny fingers. But the best part of it all? We were finally preparing for our wedding. Sarah wanted something small and intimate, just us and our closest family and friends. Sheโ€™d always talked about having a garden wedding, surrounded by nature, with the sun setting in the background. And thatโ€™s exactly what we were going to do. The morning was a flurry of activity. Zoe was in charge of decorations, barking orders at Martins, who looked like heโ€™d rather be anywhere else. โ€œMartins, the flowers go on the left,โ€ Zoe said, hands on her hips. โ€œThey look fine where they are,โ€ Martins shot back, holding up a bouquet of

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 164

    Richard pov.Weeks passed. Life felt like a blur of hospital visits, endless updates from doctors, and quiet moments spent in Sarahโ€™s room. I was there every day, holding her hand, speaking softly to her, willing her to wake up. Zoe and Martins tried their best to keep things light whenever they visited, cracking jokes or telling stories, but even they couldnโ€™t hide their worry. The NICU had become another constant in my life. Our daughter was thriving despite her premature birth, a tiny fighter who seemed determined to make it through. Iโ€™d visit her every evening after sitting with Sarah, watching her tiny chest rise and fall under the glow of the incubatorโ€™s lights. She was the only glimmer of hope in an otherwise dark time. โ€œHey, little one,โ€ I whispered one night, my hand resting on the incubator. โ€œYour momโ€™s going to wake up soon. She has to. She wouldnโ€™t leave us like this.โ€ It was a quiet morning when the miracle happened. I was sitting in Sarahโ€™s room, flipping through

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 163

    Richard pov.The morning of the trial felt heavy. I left the hospital earlier than usual, making sure Zoe would stay with Sarah. Despite the overwhelming dread, there was a part of me that felt strangely numb, as if my emotions had run dry after weeks of worry and anger. Martins met me outside the courthouse, impeccably dressed in his usual sharp suit. He clapped a hand on my shoulder, his touch grounding. โ€œTodayโ€™s a big step forward,โ€ he said. โ€œRemember, this trial is about getting justice, not reopening wounds. Youโ€™re here to see Susan held accountable, not to punish yourself for her actions.โ€I nodded, though his words didnโ€™t settle the unease churning in my gut. The courtroom was cold, and even though Iโ€™d prepared myself for this moment, seeing Susan seated across the room made my stomach twist. She didnโ€™t look like someone riddled with guilt; she looked indifferent, like this was just another ordinary day. The prosecution opened with a detailed timeline of events, recou

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 162

    Richard pov.The call from the police came just after dawn, jarring me awake in the cold, uncomfortable chair next to Sarahโ€™s hospital bed. I fumbled with my phone, heart pounding as I stepped into the hallway to answer.โ€œWeโ€™ve located Susan,โ€ the officer said. โ€œSheโ€™s in custody. Weโ€™d like you to come down to the station.โ€My grip tightened around the phone. The relief I felt was fleeting, quickly replaced by anger. โ€œIโ€™ll be there,โ€ I said, my voice low.Zoe appeared beside me as I hung up. She had been sitting with Sarah through the night, taking turns with Martins to ensure I wasnโ€™t alone. Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but her concern for Sarah mirrored my own.โ€œWas that about Susan?โ€ she asked.I nodded. โ€œTheyโ€™ve got her. Iโ€™m heading to the station.โ€โ€œIโ€™m coming with you,โ€ she said firmly.โ€œNo,โ€ I said, shaking my head. โ€œStay here. I need someone I trust to be with Sarah.โ€She hesitated, then sighed. โ€œFine. But keep me updated.โ€When I arrived at the police station, Martin

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 161

    Richard pov.The cold, sterile environment of the police station did nothing to settle the unease that had been gnawing at me since Sarahโ€™s fall. Sitting across from Isabelle in the small interrogation room only amplified it. She looked differentโ€”disheveled, almost feralโ€”but her eyes still held that same unhinged intensity I remembered from before. Martins sat beside me, arms crossed, his body language radiating skepticism and disgust. The officer standing by the door had warned us to keep the conversation civil, but I wasnโ€™t here to trade pleasantries. โ€œWhy, Isabelle?โ€ My voice was steady, but my hands clenched into fists under the table. โ€œWhy did you hurt Sarah?โ€ She tilted her head, a slow, deliberate movement that made my skin crawl. Then, she smiledโ€”a twisted, almost childlike grin. โ€œShe wanted to take you from me,โ€ she said, her tone eerily calm. I blinked, the sheer absurdity of her words momentarily robbing me of speech. โ€œTake me from you? Isabelle, how many times

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 160

    Richard pov.Morning came soon. The soft hum of the machines in Sarahโ€™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 logisticsโ€”coordinating with hospital staff, keeping everyone updated, and ensuring the security team outside wasnโ€™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. โ€œThis better be good,โ€ I snapped, my voice low but sharp. โ€œMr. Wright,โ€ a familiar voice respondedโ€”it was Derek, head of my security team. โ€œWeโ€™ve apprehended Isabelle.โ€ The words didnโ€™t re

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 159

    Richard povThe living room buzzed with lifeโ€”laughter, the clinking of glasses, and warm chatter filled the air. Guests had arrived, carrying brightly wrapped gifts and wide smiles. It should have been a joyful day, a celebration of new life. But all I could feel was unease twisting in my gut like a knot that wouldnโ€™t come undone. Martins nudged me as I stood by the window, eyes darting to the security guards stationed discreetly outside. โ€œHey, CIA,โ€ he joked, his tone light. โ€œYou might wanna dial it down before Sarah figures out youโ€™ve turned the baby shower into a covert operation.โ€ I managed a thin smile. โ€œJust being cautious.โ€ Martins chuckled. โ€œYeah, cautious is your middle name. Youโ€™re so tense, you might scare the baby into coming early.โ€ His humor didnโ€™t land. I couldnโ€™t shake the image of Sarah falling down those stairs from my mindโ€”a thought that had no basis but still felt like an omen. Isabelle was out there. I didnโ€™t know where, and that made her a threat.

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 158

    Sarah pov.I woke up feeling like I was floating on air. Memories of last night flooded backโ€”the soft glow of fairy lights, Richardโ€™s face as he knelt before me, the ring that sparkled on my finger. I glanced at my hand, letting the sunlight catch the diamond, and smiled. It still felt surreal. The baby stirred, a gentle nudge reminding me she was there. โ€œGood morning, little one,โ€ I murmured, rubbing my belly. She responded with another kick, and my heart swelled. Today was going to be beautiful, filled with friends and laughter at the baby shower. But as I climbed out of bed and pulled on a robe, a faint unease settled in the back of my mind. Something I couldnโ€™t quite place. When I reached the kitchen, the smell of coffee and the sound of laughter greeted me. Zoe was sitting at the counter, holding a steaming mug, while Martins leaned back in his chair, mid-joke. โ€œAh, our glowing bride-to-be!โ€ Martins said with exaggerated flair, waving his hands like a magician. I roll

  • Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart ย ย ย Chapter 157

    Richard pov.It had been a month since our trip to the nearby town. Sarah was now in her eighth month, and every day, I marveled at how gracefully she handled the ups and downs of pregnancy. But today was about more than just her strengthโ€”it was about giving her a moment to remember forever. I had planned a re-engagement surprise for her, one that would let her know how much she meant to me, now and always.โ€œMartins, hurry up with the banner!โ€ I called out as my best friend tried to figure out which end of the ribbon went where. He muttered something about not being a decorator, but I ignored him.The house was chaotic, but the good kind. At least, thatโ€™s what I kept telling myself as I rushed from one end of the living room to the other, adjusting balloons and making sure the decorations didnโ€™t look like a Pinterest project gone wrong. I wanted everything to be perfect for Sarah. After everything weโ€™d been through, she deserved thatโ€”and more.โ€œRichard, mate, you need to chill,โ€ Ma

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