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

the phone, Sara breathed a sigh of relief and tried hard to suppress her anger. She couldn't lose her temper without being seen by

She didn't call his name or nickname, but directly asked where

this time, I just get off work and am about to go home. I'm on my way. What's wrong?" Jacob looked at the steering wheel and slowed down. He was happy that it was

it." Sara said concisely and calmly, then she hung up the phone. They could talk about it when they met. Should they quarrel or fight? Or

pulled over as if she had run out of strength. No one knew how sad she was, as if a knife was

slightly, and her whole body seemed to be shattered

from an evil disease. The expression of pain

the repeated hurt,

the death of love. Perhaps it was time to make up her

was like a killing knife, or

said "I love you". No wonder he was always

his eyes. But it's not

For the whole four years, it was the best time for a woman, when she was mature, beautiful

Jacob had never imagined the future with her. It turned out that she had been pretending not to know and she had no

didn't love her. He was so cold because he had no feelings

never described a future with her. Even if he could lie, he was

own wishful thinking that they loved each other.

matter how much she sacrificed, he couldn't be moved.

want to move him now. She didn't want to

down from the corners of her eyes. Unconsciously, there was no sound.

her wholeheartedly enthusiasm, at this moment, finally like the water in winter, it became cold and began to solidify.

out the tears on her face, Sara started the engine. It was time to end the relationship.

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

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

tears had already dried up. If she continued to cry now, it should

speeding in this desolate night.