Ex-wife, Please Come Back

James was overwhelmed when he saw Jacob cry in the room. He had already guessed something. He knew his brother very well. This made him sad. Now his eyes were already a little wet.

If it were up to him, he might have also made the same decision. He knew this would be the last time so he had to stay there.

He would never have another chance to visit him again in the hospital.

The biggest decision a person had to make was rejection. Reject everything. Reject the world. His elder brother might not be rejecting, but he was absolutely bidding the world goodbye.

He and Sara both silently watched the scene in the room with such an indescribable feeling.

Jacob wiped his tears. He had to pretend that he was strong because he couldn't make his father worry. He comforted himself by thinking that pretending to be strong actually made him stronger. But before he could help it, tears were already shedding from his eyes.

The memories that he wanted to hide away in a box seemed to have come out altogether.

"Finally, I... I can... I can go to see your mother... After so many years... she must be lonely. So now... you should be happy that she and I... Finally... we are reunited again,"

Michael said with a smile on his face. He had waited and struggled for so many years. Fortunately, he was still not ready to give up. But now it was about to end considering his terrible condition.

"Dad..." Jacob sobbed, feeling sadder than ever before. If only he knew about his father's condition earlier, he would have spent more time taking care of him.

had always been losing.

is so unpredictable. Fortune and misfortune correlate with each other. Gains and losses may change in an instant and people in high positions now may lose everything later. He was dragged

been passive, but he didn't understand. Why do people always encounter such struggles in

Michael wanted was to see his family cry. Once they did,

couldn't leave his only son Jacob. His wife had already passed away a long time ago, leaving him with their son as a fruit of their love. If it weren't for Jacob, he wouldn't have known how long he could

And the only thing he failed to see was the emotions and feelings which had resulted in many things. Now his heart was

things in the world that couldn't be controlled. It no longer mattered whether he accepted it or not, if he loved or hate it, or

time to think. When his disease relapsed, he had already accepted that he would die

lot of decisions in his life, but they were never as difficult as this. He wanted to travel with his son, but it seemed that it was already impossible. He wouldn't be able to see him get remarried and raise his own child. He also would no longer see him become a bigger and stronger

only thing he expected after he died was to see Jacob's mother, the woman he

hand, he found himself lying weakly on the bed with almost no strength left in his body. He was struggling hard. He wanted to touch his son's face again.

Jacob's physical and mental growth. The old man knew that his son would become more mature after this incident. However, he

had given him, he wouldn't have been such a cold person. Now,

don't... don't be sad. I'm fine... I'm... I feel…… good," Michael said as he raised his hand not minding the pain. He was like a rotten wood

hand. He had missed this moment very much. He knew that once this moment passed, there would no longer be another chance. It was only in

were other options, his father wouldn't have requested this. But what on earth did he miss about

old man's sighs in his youth? His loneliness? Or was it his ambition? Soon, all these would be unknown, and from now on, his father would