Ex-wife, Please Come Back

No one had the same amount of patience or energy that they had when they were young. Although Jacob understood that as he grew older, he never once talked about it.

He felt exhausted as the matters related to the company were getting more and more tiresome with each passing day. An unusual sense of disgust grew in his heart, but he could not stop it.

He could only let those thoughts hover in his mind until those thoughts drifted away on their own. However, such feelings seldom disappeared without a trace.

It had become common for people to get depressed. Jacob used to believe that they must have been overthinking things, and that was what caused them to be upset, but now, he did not think so. Regardless of how things went, there were people who could not let go of their memories that easily.

Jacob fell asleep on his seat, feeling tired. Although it was spring, he felt a bit cold.

All of a sudden, his phone rang, waking him up. He looked out the window and saw that the sky was as dark as the night. The phone's screen was flashing a faint green light.

"Hello, Uncle James! I am still at the company." Jacob touched his face and felt it to be as cold as ice. He quickly got up and turned on the light.

In an instant the bright white light filled the room, making it feel as though it was still daytime. Jacob closed his eyes, unable to look at the dazzling light.

"Sara just called, asking me if you were home. I checked your room, but didn't find you there," James replied with a faint cough.

"What's wrong, Uncle James? Do you have a cold?" Although Jacob heard it clearly, it was rare to see James coughing.

"I'm fine, it's just a slight cold. Come home soon, it's getting late. If you have any work to do, you can finish it tomorrow. Don't try to finish things in a hurry now." As James said that, he coughed again.

After Jacob hung up the phone, he looked out the window. Most of the lights in the city were off. And the entire area was pitch black. Jacob glanced at the clock and saw that the time was already past 1:00 a.m.

He walked downstairs and bought some cold medicine before he left for home.

played some soothing classical music in the car on his way to lighten up his mood. Life always

the apartment lights were off, which meant that most families had gone to bed while

walked upstairs. Neither Sara nor his father lived in his house. Hence, the house felt deserted,

because it was the middle of the night that everything seemed

filled with worry, he was naturally exhausted. However, he seemed to be trying his best to hold on.

day, Jacob got up early because he

them. He loved Winnie's food, and that was probably the reason he never considered to hire a different chef. He always

his mother had been alive, her food would have tasted exactly like Winnie's. But since Winnie

and James sat in the car, but they didn't talk much on their

Jacob looked better, he remained

all of the company's directors. To his surprise, Jonathan did not stir up any trouble. He

Jacob was capable of. And

Jacob felt that there was no point to the meeting and wanted to end it. James stood up all of a sudden and announced, "If no one has

as some kind of an entertainment for Jacob. Although it angered his assistant, Cindy, she did not dare to say a word as she believed that he would

was over, Jacob returned to his desk and slumped on his chair. He seemed to be

nor a silent meeting was good for

seconds in his mind. Regardless of life being hard, the

didn't play any tricks. Even Jonathan, who usually caused trouble was quiet.

he thought that it

to cheer up, so he stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what to do.

a sudden, his phone rang.

that it was a call

tone, trying hard not to let his sadness