Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob stared at the piece of paper, his hands trembling and face void of emotion. After signing his name, his lifeless eyes looked around the room as he tried to recall how the doctor left. He could not even barely remember the doctor expressing his sympathies.

It was as if all the emotions bottled up inside him were fighting their way out. He wanted to curse and shout, yet he knew that it wasn't the right place to vent out his anger.

Although he knew that he had made the decision himself, it somehow felt like there was an invisible force that tried to manipulate him. He felt shackled in chains that were too strong to break free from. He couldn't explain what or who was responsible, but it seemed like he didn't have any control over his life.

What kind of language does one have to use to explain this miserable life? How on earth should he express his feelings? Moreover, what kind of decision should he make when facing something inevitable?

Jacob was at a loss. He honestly didn't know how to answer those questions himself. As he tried to even out his breathing, he wondered what other people would have done if they were in his position. Would they have chosen better than him?

Deep inside, he knew that making such a decision all by himself was a selfish thing to do. His eyes darted towards the door. The two people standing at the other side had absolutely no idea what he had just done.

He slightly furrowed his brows as he felt his chest tighten. Would they blame him for making such a decision? After taking deep breaths, he closed his eyes momentarily. Everything was happening too fast. He wished that all of this were just a bad dream and that he would eventually wake up sooner or later. If this were a dream, he still at least had a chance to wake up and see his father alive and well.

Jacob knew that he wasn't in the right state to think properly. He walked out of the ICU and burst into tears the moment his eyes landed on Sara.

James, who was waiting for his turn to bid farewell to his brother, was a bit surprised when he saw the man crying his heart out.

Thinking that something might have already happened, he quickly bolted towards the ICU. At the sight of his brother lying in the hospital bed and almost dying, he couldn't help but burst into tears as well.

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me like that! What's wrong with dad?" Sara asked. Her eyes were filled with concern as she tried to console her sobbing husband. Never in her life had she seen Jacob look so broken. Despite Jacob's wails echoing throughout the corridor, the hospital staff around the area seemed to not mind. In fact, some doctors who had been passing by didn't even bother to spare a glance at them.

the area happened on a normal basis. Of course, they knew that something awful must have obviously happened. However, they didn't really care about what it was. Sara felt her heart beating suddenly loud and fast while she tried to figure out

was clueless, one thing she knew for sure was that there was definitely some grave news. Jacob had a strong personality. A man as tough as him did not cry like a helpless

couldn't help but feel pity. The only thing she could do at the moment was to try her best

and slowly stroked his hair with her fingers. She turned her head and looked over to the ICU where she could get a glimpse of what was happening inside

room was enough for her to know that the situation was serious. She could see how Michael struggled to speak. The pain in his expression was evident. It was as if it took all of his remaining strength to

was slowly disappearing. Time had seemed to slow down, and even the slightest sound of movement could be hard not

ears, she could still make out that two people were arguing

clear at

could be described as a huge vacuum cleaner for her now. All the oxygen had been sucked away, yet the people still remained. Sara only silently stood there

and he hoped that no one would tell other people

let Sara know about his decision. As for James, he would leave

some reason though, something inside him told him that James had already known about it from the beginning. As the thought of that possibility sunk in, Jacob's eyes had slightly widened. It must have taken a very huge

at the girl in his arms. He must have

and wide open as they looked at Jacob with pity. She was expecting the news to be very grave, or else Jacob wouldn't have lost his composure

the man lose his cool like that. However, she found herself struggling to ask

tried his best to sound calm. He couldn't help it. After all, he was the one who had signed the

eyes as she waited for Jacob to give her an answer. She had no idea what she would be hearing next, but she was

the door, never releasing his hold from Sara. He could feel his feet becoming already numb from standing so long. But maybe,

ahead." Sara's voice was now laced with worry. 'What kind of decision did

was no use if she would cry. It wouldn't solve anything. No matter how difficult the situation was, she was