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.

of the chicken soup. Every time she came here, one of the most pleasant thing for her was to enjoy the food cooked by the cook here. The taste was always fresh and intoxicating.

was wearing a smile on his face. Sara declined to remarry him. She disappointed him as well as his smiling father.

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

said, "She could get

man for the rest of her life. She could get all the dishes herself, so there was no

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

and picked up some food for Sara. "Sara, Jacob has always been like this since childhood.

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to

to complain in front of his family. "You are

the chopsticks on the table

turned a little pale. The nonchalant look on Sara's face really annoyed him. He had nowhere

However, it was Sara who was serving food to

as the air? Were they still

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

to his room after dinner. James followed Michael soon. At last, Jacob was left at the table eating alone. Everyone got up and went to do their own

but he couldn't tell why he was so angry.

went from 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

were bustling in his

quilt made Jacob felt sleepy. Finally, he fell asleep.

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

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