Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 89 Sorrow Begot Joy

"I'm not sure yet. Aftereffect can't be ruled. We can only observe it after the patient wakes up." Then the doctor left the ward.

Noah looked at Jacob in front of him. Who would have thought that Jacob, who looked as if he was just asleep on the bed, would suffer such a big injury? No one could predict what would happen in the future.

"Don't worry. Jacob doesn't look like an unlucky guy." Bess comforted him, with Jacob's usual cold nature flashing in her mind.

Till the evening, Bess had been out for a whole day and she had to go back to rest. Although she was unwilling to leave, Noah insisted on her going back home. She had no choice but to compromise.

In the evening, Noah slept in the resting bed. As Noah had to keep an eye on Jacob, he had a light sleep. In the middle of the night, he heard a sound and woke up.

It turned out that Jacob was talking in his sleep. Noah breathed a sigh of relief. It meant that he was fine. Although what Jacob said was vague, Jacob could vaguely hear Jacob calling Sara. It turned out that the way a person loved another person was to bully her. Jacob loved Sara with the childishness of a primary school student.

If Jacob had been sober, Noah would have laughed at him. But now he was injured and still called Sara in sleep. It was heartbreaking. It made him can't help but signing 'how much sorrow do you have? It's like a river flowing eastward.'

Noah touched Jacob's head. It wasn't too hot. He didn't have a fever.

After straightening his clothes, Noah lay on the bed again. He hadn't had a good rest in the past two days. As for Sara, it was normal for her to come back for the sake of their former relation, and it was normal also for her not to come back. Noah didn't think too much. Anyway, Jacob had indeed gone too far before.

breakfast for Noah. In order not to make Alice think too much, Noah ate some even

dragged exhaustedly back home. Although he hadn't had a good rest for the past two days, he was still worried about Jacob. Before leaving, he told Alice to keep

getting off the car, his assistant didn't have the heart to wake him up, but

recently. Fortunately, his father was in charge of the company now, so he didn't have to worry too

was to take a shower. After taking a shower, he felt much better. Life was just like this, full of accidents and tiredness. Noah fell asleep

longer fresh, and the unpalatable feeling were lingering in her heart. Ever since she knew that Jacob had an accident, Sara's interest in traveling had dropped a lot and

couldn't do it. The coins she tossed had already made up her mind not to go back, but when she tried to comfort herself that it was fate, the sadness in her heart

loved a person, how could you say you didn't love in a sudden? Those who said you didn't love because your love was shallow, not

strangers, not to mention the man with whom she had slept with on the same bed before, not to mention the man was the one she

past, and to make her forget her previous love, then Sara would rather not forget

her heart was absent, what was the point of travelling? Sara stood up, as if she had given up her freedom. From then on, mountains and rivers were no longer attractive to her, she was unwilling to go far.

beautiful the poem and the distance were, there was no point in comparison. How to set off happiness without sadness? How to set off happiness without pain? And how to show love without harm? Sara decided to go back no matter

Sara had made up her mind to go back to see Jacob for

were indescribable. It was like the past was blown away in the

was a trip, and to put it in a worse way, it was a self-exile. If

but she was still a little happy. How to describe this feeling? It was sorrow begot joy. It didn't take Sara much time to pack up her luggage. She didn't take much belongs with her, just bought some clothes. After all, the fashion in Milan Italy was famous. Perhaps it was because she was eager to return,

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