Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Sara heaved a heavy sigh. Her heart was inexplicably sad. Just when she thought that her father's life would never get harder, fate played tricks on him.

"Don't think too much. Everything will be fine. Don't worry, okay?" Jacob comforted in a soft voice. Other than giving reassurance that everything would be fine, he did not know anything else to say. The two continued to walk. They were too preoccupied with thoughts that they did not know how far they had already gone.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Sara lowered her head and looked at her phone. The screen showed that it was a call from her father.

"Sara, I won't go back to the company in the meantime. I think you'd better take care of it for a while on my behalf. I can't leave your mother alone. Her condition is bad and I want to be with her. I don't care how much you hate her. Past is past, right? The most important thing for me right now is to take care of your mother."

Carlos's voice seemed to be calm. Tasha was next to him, listening. After waiting for so many years, this day had finally come.

"I know, Dad. You know, you should also take care of yourself. Don't be too anxious. Life is precious. I know you're worried about mom, but you should also look after yourself too."

Sara concealed her emotions and did not say too much. She had anticipated that her father would make such a choice, so there was no need for her to support or oppose his decision.

Her mother could make a choice, while her father could be stubborn. This proved that they were indeed a family. After all, if they were not the same kind of people, how would they be a family?

"By the way, can you buy some desserts for your mother when you come back here later? She likes eating sweets. You two love the same thing," Carlos said to Sara happily. He had now figured out things that he could not before.

It did not matter whether he accepted the outcome or not. What must happen had happened. He'd better accept it for the sake of everyone.

Whether Sara's mother would apologize or not, was beside the point anymore. Besides, how could an apology make up for all the things that happened over the years? Carlos never blamed anyone in his heart anyway. That was why, there was no need for anyone to apologize.

"I've told Sara that you just need to rest well and accept the treatment. It's okay if you lose your hair in the process. What matters most is your health. Don't worry, I'm going to

stared at him in awe. She had always thought that he never cared about her,

once. Because of this, she was not hesitant when she left. That time, she was so determined to walk away. However, her determination only resulted in them

breath that their other half betrayed them. Contrary to those people, Tasha realized that it

others cannot feel it. Carlos seemed to be one of

never loved her. Sadly, it was too late for

fell from Tasha's eyes. Well, she never liked crying anyway. Even if her second husband died, she would only shed a few tears.

someone to ask about her fortune. The Taoist priest who read her fortune described her as a person who did

just a lie. But now that she recalled the memory of that day over and over again, she realized that it was true. Perhaps that was

it at that time. Although fortune-telling was not absolute,

she did not have much time left and that

was a patient man. He might have missed her for so many years, and he still did until now. The better he treated her, the more she

have cared when you came back," Tasha said

was unpleasant, it was the truth. Many people believe that the truth should be said, but that is not always the

back. You should be happy in the future. Please don't think about these sad things. Although I won't be able to

figured that he must not say hurtful words. Well, he had no plans of

own cause and effects. I'm aware of my

that she was not sad. How could she not be? She was in such a poor and

Sara was walking outside, she saw a cake shop along the way. She entered the shop and chose the cupcakes that looked good and scrumptious. Once the cupcakes were packed, she took one for herself and another for Jacob. With that,

mother, but I don't want to admit it. I indeed like the same things

of the cupcake. As she did so, some icing was left on her mouth. With