Ex-wife, Please Come Back

With sleepy eyes, Sara took her phone from the bedside table and said lazily, "Hello, Patrick. What's wrong?"

Patrick said in a sharp voice, "Sara, you finally answer my phone. I've heard everything about you from Sherry. I've been calling you these two days, but your phone was turned off. I'm so worried about you. "

Sara had sit up and leaning on the pillow, with the corner of her mouth lifted unconsciously. Patrick was Sara's best friend. They had been friends since childhood. If it weren't for the gender, maybe Sara would want to marry Bess.

"Patrick, I'm not in a good mood recently. I can't control my emotions. I don't know what to do." Only in front of her good friend Patrick, could Sara put down her inhuman pride, speak out her inner thoughts with all her heart.

Patrick could feel the grievance in Sara's heart. It was heartbreaking.

"Don't worry, Sara. I won't let that bastard Jacob live a good life. How dare he bully you like this? I'll kill him. " Patrick's tone was full of anger. If Jacob was really beside her at this time, Jacob would probably be killed by him.

Sara knew Patrick very well. He was a man of his word and was not afraid of anything.

Sometimes, Sara couldn't help but sigh, 'it's so good to have money.'. Patrick's family was wealthy, almost comparable to the Shi Group. But unlike the spoiled rich second-generation, He was always vigorous and resolute, making friends with others wholeheartedly. However, from childhood to adulthood, there were always few people who approached Patrick because of his powerful family background.

Sara and Patrick were classmates in college. He always felt that Sara was different from others. Sara was always with pride, neither humble nor pushy. At first, Patrick thought that Sara was pretending to be pure and lofty, but after a long time, he found that some of her temperament was innate.

Patrick began to talk to Sara, but later he found that they two had almost the same temperament, so they became friends since then. He was such a proud man, but he was not arrogant in front of Sara.

In Sara's eyes, Patrick was not a spoiled rich man, but brave who was full of confidence.

This was something that Sara couldn't envy. So money was really a good thing. It couldn't buy love, but it could get one's dignity back.

something wrong? The problem between her and Jacob was not as simple as money. Despite the days and nights they spent together and the difficulties they overcame, their

boat that could be turned over at any time, and a love wheel could

you know, I don't want to rely on you all the time. I

the difficulties, but she didn't. She didn't want to be inferior, nor did she want

Sara accepted the unequal marriage terms that Jacob also put forward-after marriage, the man can terminate the legal marriage of the two at any time by

reconciled. She thought she would be with Jacob forever, but she did

and finally agreed

pair of black 5 centimeter stilettos, Sara didn't look good in mood. With light make-up, Sara's beautiful

voice was dissatisfied, but his

heard Patrick's gentle and concerned voice, which was full of affection. "Sara, you

and I often suffer from insomnia at night. " Sara tried her best to calm

so sorry for you. Let's go. I'll take you to eat something delicious. Patrick said eagerly and handed a box of Noka vintages Collectionde to Sara. He knew that Sara liked desserts,

and clothing, he disdained to compare her own stuff with

from other rich people. Patrick didn't care about the appearance, the price,

wear a T-shirt worth hundreds of dollars without scruple. He didn't care who he was.

impossible for Sara to do that. After all, Jacob had always reminded her that she was the image

and jeans,. Hi hair was naturally spread on his back. Sara

much chocolate and turn

her as what he did before, he rolled her eyes at Sara and said, "can't you expect me to be good? Besides, it's wheat color skin, okay? I specially went to the island in Las Vegas to bask in the sunlight for a month before I could get a healthy skin. It's okay that you don't praise me, but you shouldn't make fun

help but

know you." while saying, a silvery laughter burst out.