Ex-wife, Please Come Back

There were still many such recordings...

Sara stood up, picked up the recorder pen and ran away. She was afraid that she would cry out. In front of Thompson, the evidence that Jacob didn't love her was played over and over again.

How ironic it was! Even an outsider knew these things better than she did, but she didn't know anything. She was no different from those stupid women outside. The truth was clear in front of her, but she still couldn't believe it.

It was unbelievable that she forgave Jacob so easily and foolishly.

Was it because she was of use to him again? If Michael expected her to remarry him, she would be of use again. Should she feel lucky or unlucky?

Sara rushed out of the restaurant and stood at the door, followed by Thompson. Sara didn't want to stay here any longer.

Looking at Thompson who was standing 50 meters away, Sara shouted, "Don't follow me, or I'll call the police and sue you for harassing me!"

Then she entered the car and started the engine. She drove away quickly. Now, she didn't want to show her embarrassment in front of such a person.

Her mind was in a mess, and the confidence she had just built collapsed again. For so long, she had been kept in the dark like a fool.

'Do you really think that those words are not true because you haven't heard them with your own ears?

Now that you have heard it, can you pretend nothing had happened?'

Anger, contradiction, heartache... All the feelings surged up in her heart. If Jacob didn't love her, then why did he still get close to her after divorce. Did he have no feelings?

Or he could really do anything for his purpose? He could be together with her although he didn't like her, and he could get married and remarry her although he didn't love her. It was just like a walking dead, with no feelings. After driving for a few kilometers, Sara called Jacob.

There was no reason for her to deceive herself again. She didn't hear it in person before, so she could pretend that nothing had happened. But now, the situation was different.

She couldn't bear it anymore. She couldn't accept that Jacob had fooled her around, but she even put in a good word for him with a smile.

She was not that kind! It was impossible to pretend nothing had happened again and again.

would never forgive him again. No one forced him to say what he had said. On the other hand, no one would say that unless

the sound on the phone, Sara breathed a sigh of relief and tried hard to suppress her anger. She couldn't lose her temper

are you?" She didn't call his name or nickname, but directly asked where he

my way. What's wrong?" Jacob looked at the steering wheel and slowed

she hung up the phone. They could talk about it

one knew how sad she was, as if

body seemed to be shattered in an

face twisted because of pain, as if she was suffering from an evil disease. The expression

repeated hurt, maybe she wouldn't

no greater grief than the death of love. Perhaps

love was like. Love was like a killing knife, or the water

Jacob's eyes were always so cold. No wonder he never said "I love you". No wonder he

in his eyes. But it's not

thing for Sara was that she had been with Jacob for four years. For the whole four years, it was the best time for a woman, when she

that she had been pretending not to know

just didn't love her. He was

described a future with her. Even if he could lie, he was unwilling to

was her own wishful thinking that they loved each

how much

to move him now. She didn't want to

corners of her eyes.

like her wholeheartedly enthusiasm, at this moment, finally like the water in

started the engine. It

was just a repeated torture. Since the result was the same, there was nothing to

felt as if she was going to stop breathing, she managed to hold back her tears. Even if she forced herself, she couldn't cry

dried up. If she continued to cry now, it should not be tears,

was speeding in this desolate