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.

Jacob had to give her an explanation. Otherwise, she would never forgive him again. No one forced him to say what he had said. On the other hand,

relief and tried hard to suppress her anger.

his name or nickname,

at the steering wheel

said concisely and calmly, then she hung up the phone. They could talk about it when they met. Should they quarrel or fight? Or should they go in separate ways? They could talk about these questions face

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

whole body seemed to be

of pain, as if she was suffering from an evil disease. The expression of pain and suffering appeared on her face for

for the repeated hurt, maybe she wouldn't give

no greater grief than the death of love. Perhaps it was time to make up her mind

killing knife, or the water poured out

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

But

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

turned out that she had been

her. He was so cold because he had

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

was her own wishful thinking that

man was really heartless. No matter how much she sacrificed, he

She didn't want to

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

enthusiasm, at this moment, finally like the water in winter, it

started the engine. It was time to end the

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

managed to hold back her tears. Even if she forced herself, she couldn't cry out.

tears had already dried up. If she continued

was speeding in this