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.

most pleasant thing for her was to enjoy the food cooked by the cook here. The taste was always fresh and

looked towards his father. Michael was wearing a smile on his face. Sara declined to remarry him. She disappointed him as

the same time, Michael also looked at Jacob. Noticing that Jacob was also looking

Sara could refuse, Jacob said, "She could get them

for the rest of her life. She could get all the

coughed twice. Obviously, he didn't expect his son to be so passive, but it was not appropriate to

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

said, "It doesn't matter.

front of his family. "You are used

chopsticks on the table and said, "Can we have a good

face

had no choice but to continue eating with a gloomy face. However, it was Sara who was serving food to Michael and James. The three

three people taking him as the air? Were they still his biological father and uncle?

his

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

the table, but he couldn't tell why

already gone back to the bedroom for lunch break, so did Sara. Jacob pulled the

kinds of restless elements were bustling in his

in the quilt made Jacob felt

Sara chatting happily. The stove gave out a flickering light jumping in the eyes of Sara, Giving her a beautiful, intellectual, elegant and extraordinary temperament. Jacob thought of so many words

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