Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob entered the bedroom expressionlessly, followed by Sara. Since the incident last time, Jacob should behave himself.

Sara still had a lingering fear, but what did Jacob's complicated eyes mean today? 'Why are his eyes full of love, guilt and unwillingness?

Is it an illusion?' Shaking her head, Sara tried her best to control those unimportant things.

'Just take it as an illusion. What he said could change. Why should she believe a melancholy expression?'

Noticing the hesitation on Sara's face, Jacob kept silent. 'Now even she needs to be on guard against me. Is she afraid that I would be as impulsive as last time?'

Jacob glanced at Sara without saying anything. He went straight to the bathroom. He would never force her to do anything she didn't like. Especially in that aspect.

Even if he wanted her, he didn't have the mood now. His mind was in a mess and he was not in the mood to think about anything else.

Sara put her bag on the table in the room.

The TV inlaid in the wall was cleaned by the servants. She hadn't watched TV for a long time.

After turning on the TV, Sara sat on the sofa in the room. She tidied up her clothes and smoothed her hair. Lying on the sofa, she covered her legs with a blanket.

After taking a shower, Jacob came out of the bathroom. He just glanced at the posture of Sara lying on the bed, and instantly his blood spurted in his vein.

Even though Sara was covered with a blanket, her charming temperament made Jacob overwhelming. In an instant, Sara turned around.

Noticing that Jacob was looking at her, she blushed.

They had been married for so many years, but sometimes she would still blush.

Sara thought herself so easy to be affected by Jacob. Then she stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

The sound of her shower came from the bathroom, which made Jacob feel extremely hot.

'Is it because the temperature of the air conditioner is high tonight?' Jacob shook his head. Apart from finding external reasons, he still couldn't see the essential...

He wanted to shift his attention, but he felt that he could not shift it at all. He just looked at the ceiling quietly, as if time had stopped.

In fact, when they didn't quarrel with each other, Sara was really charming, but Jacob just didn't want to admit it. Even if he admitted it, it was useless now.

After a long time, Jacob heard the bathroom door open.

and was wiping her hair with a bath towel. Her delicate

her wet hair behind her back and began

aroused the restlessness in Jacob's heart, but he could only lie quietly, as if he didn't care about it. Sara glanced at Jacob on the bed. His expressionless face made

she was still entangled with him after divorce. Otherwise, why was he so

trace of nervousness in Sara's eyes. She was going to sleep on the same bed with him again. She didn't know whether it was good or bad.

that Jacob was sad. But he said

the past, when something happened in the company or in life, Jacob had to bear it

didn't want to tell anyone at all. It was useless to say anything. What's more, he was

realized that her understanding of Jacob was only limited to his tenacity, his coldness, his cleverness, and his tyranny.

seen his weak

Never.

fast. 'Should I say something? Or should

was really

the

lay on the bed and glanced at Sara. Even if his voice

night could resist everything

him. Fortunately, she didn't have to make a fuss about it. They didn't need to communicate with each

off the light so that no

back to Sara, Jacob didn't dare

wrapped in a thick bath towel, her body shape was

good times he had with Sara. For a moment, he

course, it couldn't be seen by Sara. His dignity was more important

losing face in front of a woman.

this, Sara was stunned and looked at him

catch a cold? But he doesn't seem to be

tucked herself in

dare to move a little. What happened last time was still vivid in her mind. She didn't

thought of the strange expression on Jacob's face during the

Jacob forget such an important thing

wouldn't come back this

"Well..."

the same

"Go ahead."

without any emotion.

you forget to come