Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jonathan turned around and looked at Sara. She was indeed beautiful, but she had never even thrown him a single glance. Why would he be polite to her?

To his surprise, several strong men rushed to him and tied him up.

"What do you think you're doing? Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Jonathan screamed as these men began to escort him out. The funeral wasn't over yet, why would he leave?

"Behave yourself, or we will kick you out. We don't know who you are, and we don't care," one of the strong men warned him in a low voice. If it weren't for the funeral, they wouldn't let go of Jonathan so easily.

"Who are those people?" Confusion was written all over Sara's face as she watched those men drag Jonathan out.

"I guessed that it wouldn't be so peaceful today, so I hired those people." Hearing this from James, she felt relieved.

It seemed that the days ahead of them wouldn't be so easy. Today was supposed to be a peaceful day, but it didn't turn out that way, so maybe their lives would be harder in the future.

But moving forward, they wouldn't tolerate someone like Jonathan again.

All the people left after the funeral. Everything went well except for the fact that Jonathan was thrown out.

Jacob heaved a sigh of relief. The funeral had finally come to an end. But it didn't mean that the pain that his father's death brought had also ended.

If there was any consolation he could think of, everyone would also die in the end.

It was better to die with arrogance than to live without dignity.

After saying goodbye to the guests, Jacob stood at the door and put his arm around Sara's shoulder.

"Thanks for all your help these past few days, Uncle James, Sara."

Standing beside him, James replied without taking his eyes away from the passers-by, "You don't have to thank us. These are all what we should do." At that moment, Sara had the urge to give Jacob a warm hug.

anything, but her gesture was enough to reassure Jacob that things would

the

wouldn't lose his remaining loved ones: James and Sara. Otherwise, he didn't know if he could

loved one is that he has no one to celebrate with once he finally reaches his

went to his father's tomb alone. It was really desolate after the death.

father's tomb, but the photo of his father on the

of wine and a glass, Jacob

good talk with his father. He wanted to tell him everything he had always wanted to say, and what

legs crossed, Jacob thought first about where he should

my memory, you seldom laughed. I was always careful not to make you angry. Now I think I have missed too much time. Even if you were angry with

bottle and filled the glass with wine.

him; it was for his father. So, he poured

Jacob lit a cigarette and took a puff before he

long as I work hard, I can fill up what's missing in you. You've always said that you didn't want to marry anyone else because you loved my mother, but I know that you didn't do it mostly because of

few seconds, he couldn't see

his father

he wouldn't have known

the mistakes you made, and you taught me how to be strong. I know that you must have hated this word too. But you held on

was the biggest cemetery in the city. With so many people lying here,

child, I would look back at the house secretly before going out. I always felt lonely when I lost my mother. But when you had time, you would take me out to play and participate in summer camps. So in the end, I became a

those were the most beautiful times of his life. However, it couldn't

you a peaceful funeral.

Jacob felt that a tear was about to fall from his eye, he took a drag on his cigarette. It was not good for

will think of what you want me

He wanted

had lost his ability to smile for the