Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Looking at the quickly moving Sara, Jacob's long and narrow eyes were dimmed. After all, he couldn't even figure out a woman's mind.

Without even turning her head, Sara knew that Jacob, who was standing behind her, was furious. The last pleasure of a couple was probably to torture each other. While thinking of this, she came to the dining room.

The villa was big, so was the dining room.

The dining room was on the first floor, but it was in another building beside the villa. The restaurant was a classic triangular building. It looked like a castle from Middle Ages Europe, and the layout inside was also elegant.

The wall were covered with hand-embroidered silk. The patterns were dragon and Phoenix in bright color.

There were evergreen plants around the room, adding a touch of warmth in cold winter.

In the middle of the restaurant, there was a long set of tables and chairs, on which there were already many dishes covered. The covers wouldn't be opened until all people were seated. Michael sat at the top end of the table with a kind smile. Even though life had brought him so much trouble, he was not discouraged at all.

"Come and sit here, Sara." Michael waved his hand happily.

With a smile, she replied, "Okay, Dad."

Jacob sat next to her, and James sat opposite to Jacob, next to Michael.

The cook came forward and took off the lids of the dishes, and then handed in the chicken soup that hadn't been served yet. He ladled a bowl of chicken soup for each of them and then left respectfully.

After Michael picked up some food, everyone started to eat.

the chicken soup. Every time she came here, one of the most pleasant thing for

face. Sara declined to remarry him. She disappointed him as well as

same time, Michael also looked at Jacob. Noticing that Jacob was also looking at him, he said,

could refuse, Jacob said, "She could get

for the rest of her life. She could get

expect his son to be so passive, but it was not appropriate to make it

Jacob has always been like this since childhood. Don't take it to heart. Come on, eat

Sara said, "It doesn't matter. I'm

of his family. "You are used to it? When did you used to

the table and said, "Can we

pale. The nonchalant look on Sara's face really annoyed

choice but to continue eating with a gloomy face. However, it was Sara who was

him as the air? Were

was angry and he had nowhere to vent his anger. Sara, on the other side, enjoyed

in poor health and went back to his room after dinner. James followed Michael soon. At last, Jacob was left at

he couldn't tell why

the dining room to the living room, James had already gone back to the bedroom for lunch break, so did Sara. Jacob pulled the quilt on the sofa angrily and covered himself fiercely, even though he was good at control his

elements were bustling in

warmth in the quilt made Jacob felt

gave out a flickering light jumping in the eyes of Sara, Giving her a beautiful, intellectual, elegant and

he could never say it out. Yes, he would never say anything to praise others no matter how clear these words were in his heart. He had seen too many people who were used to flattery. That's why he refused to praise others. He was afraid that too much