Ex-wife, Please Come Back

At that very moment, Michael didn't act on impulse, and Jacob proceeded with care and thought. However, Jacob suffered some degree of harsh criticism from the public because of this.

Carlos, on the other hand, failed to understand this. He once thought, 'What kind of person could have his family members euthanized?' However, if Tasha insinuated having euthanasia here and now, he might consider it without thinking twice.

But still, what mattered to him the most was his earnest hope, that fortunately, Tasha would make it through this ordeal and be with him happily. These last few days had been the most difficult days of their life together. It was so tough that Carlos couldn't help musing that the past ten years just went by in the blink of an eye. And now, it made him feel that he was already in a moment where he was almost nearing half of his life.

Youth and happiness just disappeared without a trace. Apart from this, the patient lying in front of him now seemed to have a different face, slowly withering away against time. Helplessly, Carlos heaved a deep sigh, pausing momentarily. In this respect, words seemed to be elusive that he didn't quite know what to say.

He had just cried his heart out, and oddly he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he felt much better. It was more like he finally got something off his chest after it weighed him hard down.

However, his emotional state currently remained the same. It didn't make him feel relaxed and at ease. After crying a lot, his tears eventually stopped. He still wanted to cry, but his eyes could no longer shed a single tear. He felt empty. Although Tasha's consciousness was getting foggy, Carlos knew that she certainly didn't want to hear him crying now.

So he forcibly braced himself and started focusing his mind on how he should take good care of himself and not be sad in front of Tasha. Otherwise, she would be sad too. He had grown familiar with her better than anyone else.

When he was angry in the past, Tasha was even angrier than him. Of course, she would still feel the same this time. It was apparent that his extreme sadness all stemmed from Tasha's unfavorable health state, which didn't need to mention.

"Tasha, are you feeling better? Recover as soon as possible, honey. The doctor just told me that you are getting better. You know what? I was so glad about the news that I cried."

Without him realizing it, Carlos wiped out his tears as soon as his words left his mouth. While at the door, there stood Sara. She was holding Jacob in her arms as she watched her father. She then burst into tears.

Witnessing how her father had been comforting her mother in a soft voice, Sara had to cover her mouth with her hand and kept crying. Probably, this was the only moment when she had cried hard. No matter how sad she had been in the past, her tears hadn't flowed like running water as they were now.

Jacob tenderly held Sara in his arms. It was all he could do. He reached out his hand to wipe off her tears and comforted her in a soft voice, "Honey, don't cry. You don't look good doing that."

With her eyes filled with tears, Sara tried to come up with words, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything. She just felt afflicted with unbearable sorrow. Especially now, when she heard her father was still pretending to be strong and calm despite the harsh reality, she couldn't help breaking down into tears again.

dawned on him that he couldn't give her strength at this moment. But deep

of love, so Jacob completely captured this basic sentiment amongst all things. He understood that even if he uttered nothing, his action alone would prove that he would

knew

lot of people who deemed that finding a wife or a husband was just for the sake of getting married and having

to think for you, worry for you, and feel sad for you. And by all

best part of a marriage. Even if it was merely an ordinary marriage filled with ordinary love, it could surely make people live in bliss. Even if the marriage was regarded as common and simple, the people who enjoyed this relationship within their happy marriage would be very

was love. It both made people happy and suffer in pain. In this life, those paths were not that necessary, but that was what everyone yearned

people wanted the most was what he couldn't have. This was presumably the part that made love most attractive. Sara, however, had different

person for her. True love, as she perceived, would not let you chase after it obsessively, then at the

but as it turned out, fate had chosen the cruelest

that her parents truly loved each other, but most of the time, their love was like a one-on-one play of his father, which perfectly served as an inspiration for her. But somehow, her father neglected the importance

she loved him

unnecessary. Besides, they knew each other very well, so there was no need for her

belonged to this type. He liked to hide and

in the heart. If Tasha hadn't appeared, he would never have the chance to express himself.

sensed that Sara finally calmed down, he tenderly pressed her against him as he slowly ushered her into

pale face, her tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. Her longing and expectations for

she was, she would not admit it and never reveal it to her mother or anyone else. No matter what kind of life she had to live, she had

go alone, at least for a certain period of time. After a brief moment of reflection, she looked at her father, seemingly in a daze, before noticing how old he had become. Unknowingly, her gaze focused on the

standing, engulfed in a great stillness as he quietly held Tasha's hand. Recently, her consciousness was foggy.

she felt a terrible pain in her chest. Cancer cells were like parasites