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.

He tried to make his voice as gentle as possible. This was a difficult decision for Jacob to make.

Jacob to sign the form, so that the hospital wouldn't be liable in case the outcome was terrible.

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 decision

would still need to go through a long period of

time he had to witness as the operation failed or the patient's condition got worse. He could do nothing but apologize to their families

doctor deeply wished

They would be so close to succeeding, only to lose

in shock by what he had done, and his mind felt like

wasn't prepared. Even though he

air felt heavy. Perhaps they were all reeling from the news and none of them knew how to handle such a thing. Life

Jacob's hand tightly, desperately wanting to comfort him. She tried to speak several times, but no words came out of

could offer was to just be with him at such a trying time. She didn't need to speak. Thinking of this, Sara squeezed his hand even

because of our own carelessness, but sometimes, we are destined to lose them. However, loss of any kind is

development. They would lose their youth, their dream, their passion, and even their family. The process of loss would stay throughout

As he stood at the door of the emergency room, he seemed

one knew how he felt. It was impossible for anyone else to feel just how soul-crushing it was to go through something like this, and Jacob wished no one else would ever have to feel the same way that he was feeling in those

that you could hear a pin drop. Suddenly, the doctor opened the door of the emergency room. He took off

to wait as he recovers. However, I want you all to prepare

but the patient and his family were not out of the woods

decay before their very eyes, and they couldn't do anything to stop it. The process would drain the life out of anyone. Even the most joyful person was bound to lose their