Ex-wife, Please Come Back

When he got up and went out, he met Jacob. This time, no blame had been put on Jacob.

He had always been Michael's pride. And not only that, Jacob did his best to make his father happy. He was more than willing to give up on his dreams.

According to him, dreams were nothing. He strived to become a good son. If anything, his actual dream was to accomplish his father's dream. And Michael's only dream was for his son to run his company well.

That's why Jacob worked so hard.

When his mother passed away, Michael had called him towards him.

"Are you sad to lose your mother?" his father had asked softly. Michael himself was on the verge of tears, but he tried to bring comfort to his son.

Jacob nodded and tears began to stream down his face. He lifted his head and saw his father had begun to cry as well. This memory was deeply ingrained in his memory. After all, this was the first time he had seen his father cry.

Perhaps his father had only cried once in his life. He took Jacob's mother's death quite badly.

"I'm as sad as you are. But from now on, we have to be strong, understand?" Michael turned around and wiped his tears quietly. It looked like he didn't want Jacob to know how hurt he was. Jacob stood still, listening to his father's words.

Michael went on, "So, no matter what happens in the future, try not to cry. You have to be strong. Can you do that?" Throughout this conversation, his voice was strong and gentle. Jacob's eyes were on his father, seeing how red his father's eyes had gotten.

Jacob wiped his father's tears and said, "Dad, stop crying. After all, you said we shouldn't cry."

Back then he was a child. But as he grew up, he often replayed this conversation, slowly understanding the pain his father had been in. In spite of that, he hadn't neglected Jacob. He came to comfort his son.

he was hopeless, his father had faith in him. It was his

wondered if his father would stop being by his side in the future. Jacob couldn't imagine what would happen to him without his

lose the sole support that he wanted in life. He working

would also wane. Perhaps he would choose a quiet

spiral in his mind. He dismissed the thoughts that went in the direction of giving up. He

up!' he thought to himself.

tried to be calm, but his hands were trembling. James had always

a few seconds. Instead, he looked at the door of

death are decreed by fate. We can do nothing." When James spoke, his voice was eerily calm. If someone else had said it, Jacob would punch him to the ground. But he loved James and coming from him, this answer sounded reasonable.

his heart only increased. No one could know the pain he was in right now.

earn money easily if he lost it. But once a human life was lost, there

at the ward nervously as if he could somehow make

described as fate." After thinking for a moment, James

Do what we might, nobody could stop these emotions from coming. For a few seconds, Jacob glanced at

is everything fate?" Jacob sounded and looked pathetic. He was overcome by an urge to cry but he remembered his father's words. Having no choice, he held back his tears. His eyes were

thing. And that is, we can cherish the people who are with us." James lowered his head after he spoke. This was a simple truth that he had come to understand after it was too

Regret was always the main object of his life. And from his experience, he gathered

their only choice was to remain silent. Jacob took a deep breath. This winter was really long and cold.

at the two people present there

say. She couldn't promise him everything would be fine. After all, at the moment