Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob knew how heartless he was now, which meant how affectionate he had been. No one would be willing to constantly give, even if they had a purpose. This was human nature.

Alice still texted him every day, indicating that they should make up. But the broken mirror couldn't take back, and spilled water cannot be gathered up. No, Jacob didn't want to make up with her at all.

In the past, Jacob cared about Sara, but he always felt guilty to Alice. He blamed all this on Sara, but later he found that it was unfair to Sara. It was his psychological problem, but he had to impose it on Sara. So now, he would never be softhearted.

As for the exposure of the divorce news, he hadn't decided yet. Maybe he would be scold, or be disappointed, or even be glad. But what was the point if Sara didn't forgive him?

It was said that if a woman's heart was broken, she would never come back. In fact, Jacob was more worried about Sara's choice.

He never showed his love for her, but hurt her again and again. If it were him, he might not forgive himself.

After Noah finished the discharge formalities, Jacob stood up from the bed. His legs still hurt. It seemed that the wheelchair beside him must be used. He couldn't let anyone else see him like this, or there would be another disturbance.

Jacob wore the hat and sunglasses he had prepared in advance. He looked very mysterious and conspicuous, but he had no choice. He didn't know who was waiting for him outside.

After helping Jacob sit on the wheelchair, Noah joked, "If people don't know your real condition, people would think you are old."

Jacob took a deep breath and didn't answer. Instead, he said, "I can finally go out to breathe some fresh air. I've been waiting for this for too long."

Noah shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. If he had been lying in the hospital for so long, he would have been sick.

calm and didn't care about details in doing big things. As for these, Noah always sighed that he was

didn't think so. Sometimes he envied Noah's freedom. He felt that he was restricted too much, but he couldn't break

is a cocoon. The difference is that what fetters us is not the visible

slowly pushed Jacob out of the door. Jacob only felt that the sky outside was terrible, but it was much better than the deathly white in the ward. The

fact, the reason why so many mental patients couldn't recover should have something to do with the color of the hospital. It was either white or gray, which would make people think that their life had

had seen a mental patient before. Until now, he still couldn't understand

back to his senses and finally got rid of this depressing hospital. He could finally recover and do what he wanted to

dangerous road ahead, but our hearts. People

his fortune, but when he did, there might not be anyone waiting for him. Jacob was sitting in a

much pain in his shoulders and legs, Jacob still remembered how painful he was when he woke up. That was why he didn't

we have forgotten

of freshness. He was like a child who

Noah put the wheelchair

started the

looked straight ahead. There was obvious concern in his tone. "When will you go to the funeral tomorrow? Don't you really worry about it?

worry. I owe him, and I should pay him back." Jacob's tone was as calm as a lake without any

fault. You don't want this happen. I know." Noah was afraid that Jacob might

my mind. It's okay. I can take it." It seemed that Jacob didn't want to talk about it anymore. He whispered in a low

sighed. He would combine hard tactics with soft. Even if Jacob didn't agree, he had to take bodyguards