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.

back. She didn't say anything, but

things happened last winter. Those things were like the flying catkins, haunting people's hearts. Fortunately, the past

James and Sara. Otherwise, he didn't know if he could still take the

thing about losing a loved one is that he has no one to celebrate with once he finally

next day, Jacob went to his father's tomb alone. It was really desolate after the death. Michael

in front of his father's tomb, but

a bottle of wine and a glass, Jacob sat on the

his image. All he wanted now was to have a good talk with his father. He wanted to

with his legs crossed, Jacob thought first

to think that you were too strict. Because in my memory, you seldom laughed. I was always careful not to make you angry. Now I think I have

Jacob spoke, he opened the bottle and filled

him; it was for his father. So, he poured the glass of wine to

took a puff before he spoke again.

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 me. You were afraid that I would be maltreated by others. You were worried that the woman you were going to marry might

his eyes, and for a few seconds, he couldn't see everything in front of

that his father must know his

a terrible loss, he wouldn't have known how to

but you have never complained about life. Instead, you taught me to avoid the mistakes you made, and you taught me how to be strong. I know that you must have hated this word too. But you

cemetery in the city. With

the house secretly before going out. I always felt lonely when I lost my mother. But when you had time, you would take me

the most beautiful times

about me. I always had problems about my career. Look, I didn't even give you a peaceful funeral. But don't

that a tear was about to fall from his eye, he took a drag on his cigarette. It was not good for his health, but it could ease his sadness. There were really people who found peace in smoking

what you want me to do if you are still alive. In this way,

He wanted to

ability to