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.

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

that he never cared about her, so she signed the divorce

love her, not even once. Because of this, she was not hesitant when she left. That time, she was so determined to walk away.

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

one of those people. He never once said 'I

her. Sadly, it was too late for

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

priest who read her fortune

his words to heart. She even thought that it was 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 she really was from the start.

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

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

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

of coming back. If I were you, I wouldn't have cared when you came back,"

but that is not always

future. Please don't think about these sad things. Although I won't be able to take care of you all

comforted. Now that Tasha was ill and could not handle stress, he figured that he must not say hurtful words. Well,

that I've done a 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

the bed sheet so tight that her knuckles turned white. Dejection was apparent in her face as well. It would be a lie if she said that she was not sad. How could she not be? She

the shop and chose the cupcakes that looked good and scrumptious.

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

was left on her mouth. With a chuckle, Jacob wiped