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.

in the process. What matters most is your health.

in awe. She had always thought that he never cared about her, so she signed the divorce

even 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 was

feel it. Carlos seemed to be one of those people. He never once said 'I love you' nor

loved her. Sadly, it

liked crying anyway. Even if her second husband died,

her fortune. The Taoist priest who read her fortune described her as a person who did not know how to thank others.

She even thought that it was just a lie. But now that she recalled the memory

it at that time. Although fortune-telling was not absolute, her character seemed to be doomed from the very

idea how to be remorseful. All she knew was that she did not have much time left and that she had

so many years, and he still did until now. The better he treated her, the more she would feel indebted to him.

been afraid of coming back. If I were you, I wouldn't have cared when you came back," Tasha said with a bitter

believe that the truth should be said, but that is not always the case. Reality hurts more and is

that you're back. You should be happy in the future. Please don't think about these sad things. Although I won't be able to take care of you

ill and could not handle stress, he figured that he must not say hurtful words. Well, he had no plans of saying those words

lot of bad things until now. But now, regret can't do anything anymore, so I don't bother to be regretful. Everything has its own cause and effects. I'm aware of my fate now. Just so you know, I'm glad that I met

that she was not sad. How could she not be? She

and chose the cupcakes that looked good and scrumptious. Once the cupcakes were packed, she took

like sweets very much. I know it has something to do with my mother, but I don't want to admit it. I indeed like

took a bite of the cupcake. As she did so, some icing was left on her mouth. With a chuckle, Jacob wiped the