Ex-wife, Please Come Back

"What happened?"

Sara became nervous and her voice was trembling. She was not as calm as Jacob.

"No, he just woke up later. It doesn't take long for him to be awaken everyday..."

James went to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He looked sad and could not continue.

The servant put the tea on the table beside the sofa.

Jacob didn't have time to drink. His lungs were actually filled with cold air, but he was not in the mood to drink hot tea now.

Michael opened his eyes in a trance. Fortunately, he had lived one more day. Now he was lucky to live one more day. Even if he woke up, he still had a splitting headache, but he could bear it.

Pain was always an accessory to being sober. If one wanted to be sober and live, one had to pay the equivalent in exchange.

When Michael woke up, he looked at the ceiling and didn't know what was going on downstairs. Maybe Jacob and Sara had come.

But his health condition was so poor. Michael sighed. His gray hair looked listless, and his old skin also revealed a morbid state.

When he was young, he always thought he was made of iron. He could live on without breathing, eating or sleeping.

Now he finally realized that iron men did not exist. If he did not take good care of his own health, he would die of illness.

But it was not a big deal.

The key point was that what he had done finally paid off. Death was just the fate that everyone would have.

Michael staggered to sit on the bed. Sometimes, his numb body even had no ability to feel the cold temperature.

When the door of the bedroom was pushed open, Michael looked up. Now he even didn't have the strength to speak. Such words like "come in" were extremely difficult to utter.

It turned out that a person could be so powerless.

Jacob opened the door and saw his father sitting on the bed. It was only a week. His father seemed to have aged a lot.

"Dad, how are you? Are you okay?"

he tried his best to make his voice

difference, Sara looked at Jacob's calm

take the place of others, Jacob wanted to bear the pain of

would save his father at

would not have his own life.

front of fate and illness, Jacob felt powerless in his

turned out that what we were proud of could be destroyed in an instant. He believed that his heart was strong, but that's

when he was in pain and powerlessness. Instead, it was as if she had

Sara clenched it tightly,

witness of the whole thing

Come and have a seat

and had to put them down slowly.

along well with each other, which almost became a

you, Sara? Is it cold

the sensible girl, he felt warm in his

fine, Dad. How are you

which was like a ray of sunshine shining

as long as

laughter, but his

stopped looking worried. The last thing

first. It's

was so calm that no one could tell what he was thinking about.

involved in such a sad

to let you

gave Sara the power

matter what, Sara wouldn't be against Jacob. Only in this way could she do what she wanted to do most in

was not easy for anyone to live. No one had always lived a relaxed life, and no one's

saw the two of them out and

see them happy together in his lifetime. If he could have a grandson in his lifetime, he would be satisfied

an indescribable gap and distance. They stood so close, but felt so

didn't see it

winter, there was no sign of bloated body. No wonder