Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob gently leaned on Sara's shoulder. His eyes were sad and full of emotion. James stood on the side, a serious look on his face. What happened today was bound to happen sooner or later. However, he didn't expect that it would happen so fast.

Birth, aging, illness, and death were all inevitable. They were things that couldn't be changed in life. James was well aware of this, but he was still sad.

He had witnessed all sorts of highs and lows, but he still couldn't accept the way things were. After all, it was extremely difficult to come to terms with getting separated from someone forever— especially if it was someone you loved.

Soon, a doctor came out, clutching a piece of paper in his hand. It looked like a form of sorts.

"Excuse me, who is the patient's family?" Although the doctor was speaking clearly, Jacob couldn't seem to hear his words. He had zoned out, and he felt like he was turning deaf. If only he could really turn deaf and never find out what had really happened. However, he needed to face this.

"I am." Jacob looked up and stared at the doctor with his red eyes, afraid and worried. For the first time, he was afraid he was going to be faced with something he couldn't handle.

He knew this moment was inevitable, but he wished he could have had more time. He felt his heart beat wildly in his chest.

"Here's the thing. We need you sign the form before we proceed with the operation. This is an extremely high-risk procedure, so we will need you to sign off your consent. It has to be done by a direct relative," the doctor said, expressionless.

He had been used to both life and death, to sadness and joy. His professionalism commanded him to be as placid as possible, offering no special treatment to the man before him. What he needed to do was to do his best to save the man during the operation.

"What will happen if I don't sign it?" Jacob asked, trying to restrain his emotions. He knew that he needed to be strong at that moment, but he could feel his voice begin to tremble.

He couldn't express his emotions. Although he was a powerful businessman, there was nothing he could do to change his situation at that moment.

make his voice as gentle as possible. This was a difficult decision for Jacob to make. However, he didn't say that even if

needed Jacob to sign the form, so that the hospital wouldn't be liable in case the outcome was terrible. He couldn't be so cruel as to tell the patient's family the cold, hard truth, but it was his job to

it." Jacob looked at the doctor and gestured for him to hand over the form. God only knew how difficult it was for him to say those words. With just those three words, he had made a

again that the operation will be a high-risk procedure. After the operation, the patient would still need to go through a long period of chemotherapy. He will be at risk all the while. I hope you are prepared

got worse. He

felt terrible whenever such things happened. Therefore, the doctor deeply wished for the operation to be a success.

the eleventh hour. They would be so close to succeeding, only to lose the patient in

Thanks for reminding us, doctor." Jacob lowered his head. He was still in shock by what he had done, and his mind felt like it was blank. It

wasn't prepared. Even though he already had a premonition, he didn't know

the waiting room. Nobody spoke, and the air felt heavy. Perhaps they were all reeling from the news and none of them knew how to handle such a thing. Life would present people with a lot of things that they had to face, whether

comfort him. She tried to speak several times, but no

to just be with him at such a trying time. She didn't need to speak.

our own carelessness, but sometimes, we are

pay for their own development. They would lose their youth, their dream, their passion, and even their family. The process of loss would stay throughout all of one's life

is a story that inevitably ends with death. Jacob knew this well. As he stood at the door of

else to feel just how soul-crushing it was to go through something like this,

if time had suddenly frozen. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Suddenly, the doctor opened the door of

However, I want you all to prepare yourselves mentally. The patient will be facing many sessions of chemotherapy,

but the patient

their very eyes, and they couldn't do anything to stop it. The process would drain the life out of anyone.