Ex-wife, Please Come Back

"Well, since some people have expressed their opinions, I am going to give the rest some time to think it through. If a good idea strikes you, don't hesitate to bring it forward,"

Jacob said and stood up, his face bereft of any expression. Interpersonal relationship wasn't the only matter he had to deal with presently. A dozen other things were at the back of his mind.

They were a lot but he was going to deal with them one by one. The hatred he felt for Jonathan was quite strong. Every now and then, it surfaced, bringing an urge to teach him a lesson.

"Well, I have no objection. Concerning the matter of Mr. Michael, you can do as you please. Also, I am sorry," an elderly man said, sorrow evident in his eyes.

These were the most pleasing words Jacob had heard today. He remembered this man. He was his father's cousin.

Jacob couldn't bring himself to smile but he nodded his head to show his gratitude. Soon almost everyone present there consented with the old man's words. The only person who showed signs of hesitancy was Jonathan. However, his hand was still aching, so he couldn't muster up the courage to contradict them.

In the past, he had behaved quite unscrupulously, believing that no one could hurt him. But now, things were different. He had begun to learn James was a very capable man. In spite of this, Jonathan's attitude hadn't changed but he did a great job at suppressing his negative emotions.

Pain had taught him to become smart. He knew terrible consequences would follow if he continued to speak his mind.

Sara's scrutinizing gaze fell on him. If she had known it was so easy to shut him up, she would have taught him a lesson a long time ago. What Jonathan had done was inexcusable and disgusting. She was repulsed at the sight of him.

After the discussion was finished, people scurried out of the room. When almost everyone had left, Jacob let out a sigh of relief.

He lay on the sofa. His body was resting but several thoughts ran in his mind.

"Uncle James, do you know I was overcome by a strong urge to kill Jonathan?" Jacob stared at the ceiling in a daze. If it wasn't for James's support, he couldn't imagine what would have happened to him.

At present, James stood near the door. Hearing his nephew's words, he shifted his attention to him.

he did. But he knew he couldn't

silent all this while, regarded

this was a silly question to ask

had made him stronger. It took a bad experience for a man to actually grow up.

Once they were done, they would leave. In such a wretched world, the best thing to do was to please oneself, rather

he hadn't been in contact with his family members. People mistook Jacob for an indifferent man but that wasn't the case. He had

fault. It had to do with people and the endless desires they grew in their hearts. While his thoughts strayed, Jacob dwelt more on the desires that arose in people. Human beings were born with desires but some were capable of overcoming them. He disliked those who allowed their desire to get the

it wasn't possible to attain peace while in their company. After his father's demise, he was afraid that

had no choice but to leave. He spat at the door and said, "Bah! Like I care." Then he left hastily. The funeral was

clad in

keep trouble at bay, no one was given entry into the venue without an

funeral, Jacob was also dressed in black. He looked like a prince. Next to him, Sara stood wearing a black dress. She looked noble and elegant in this attire. If it wasn't such a melancholy

the outer appearance. Not many people came to the funeral, but those who came were all Jacob's best friends and Michael's good friends when

be grieving for the dead

a cry and once they left the world, people who cared for them shed tears. Some were quite unfortunate for they left the world before they had a chance to have a good look at it.

what his biggest regret in life was. As for him, he knew his biggest regret was he couldn't

stood near Michael's gravestone and mourned for him. Watching this, Jacob wished to

with him. However, Jacob knew his dreams would never be fulfilled. The dead would remain dead and the ones who were left behind had to suffer endless pain.

this moment he was convinced that he was a stupid man who didn't know how to cherish things

wasted his youth, and now he was reaching the threshold of middle-age. He didn't know how to cherish the time, hence he had neglected taking care of his father. And when he had a lovely wife to shower him with love, he had been ruthless to her, ending

was looking down at him

to control the pain he was feeling. Then he