Ex-wife, Please Come Back

"He's awake, Dad. We're coming." Sara pushed Jacob and pretended to be angry with him.

Jacob realized his mistake and decided to apologize. He said remorsefully, "Well, I'm sorry! Okay, fine. Get up quickly."

Covering her face, she didn't reply him. Then, he stood up and reached out his hand to pull her up. Although Sara sat up, she still pouted her lips.

Her lips were rosy and full. At the sight of this, Jacob felt like laughing. But he didn't dare.

"Darling, don't get angry. You don't look good when you are angry." He persuaded her, "Get up, honey. Dad can get here any time soon. And he might misunderstand..."

Sara was really annoyed by his words. "What? Are you trying to avoid your responsibility now? Where did you go just now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up to leave. Immediately, Jacob rushed and hugged her from behind. Whispering into her ear, he asked, "Are you really annoyed?"

Although Sara didn't respond, Jacob knew that she wasn't in a good mood. This was because she was frowning. Then he muttered, "Okay, it's alright. Let's go out. These days, why do you get angry so easily?"

Looking at him with displeasure, Sara stepped on his foot and screamed, "Yes. I am always angry, okay? What? Are you already tired of me?"

Jacob embraced her more tightly and said, "No, I wouldn't dare. But I will show you how genuine I am tonight."

Sara blushed immediately she heard this. Then she said, "You shameless man!"

"Oh! What are you thinking about? I meant that I would be busy in daytime and could only handle these family affairs at night. Look at you! You are so naughty!"

Jacob said as he released her from his embrace.

"Stop talking nonsense. How am I naughty? You are really..." Sara faked calmness as she walked towards the door and opened it.

the door, her father was already standing on the other side. "It is already time for breakfast. Hurry up or

disturb them. But he was just worried that they would forget to get up for work. After all, they were a young and

They were two

and sandwiches. Indeed, Sara had improved on some skills in the past

performed in Jacob's house, he was delighted that her

breakfast with them. Afterwards, Sara and Jacob

there. Whenever he thought about the company, he felt sad. Previously, the only reason why he had gone back was because of Tasha. However, there was no point going there because she was already dead.

nothing stopping him from doing what he always wanted to do for half his life. Carlos wanted to plant

young ones a chance to perform. Nonetheless, he didn't want to admit that he was old. Carlos still felt like

time flies and waits for no man. It could be likened to a flowing river. Deep down in his heart, he hoped that life would bring him more happiness and less sadness in the future.

was just a wish. It was impossible to tell if it would be fulfilled or not. In fact, Carlos had

happened to him. Unfortunately, things always collapsed whenever they were overstretched. Besides, joy and sorrow were integral parts of one's

in their lives. But Carlos wasn't that type of person. He was very good at calculating these things. Because

often said that everything happened for a reason. Sadly, those involved in a situation couldn't understand the

that people's fates are destined. And that no matter

And to survive,

was too old to struggle. Because of this, he handed over the business to Sara. Carlos was convinced that Sara would live a brilliant and

of all the experience he had in the past, he had become less decisive. Finally, he had succumbed to his fate. Oftentimes, his struggles were useless because he ended

were part of the few lucky ones. When there was nothing to arouse emotions in one's heart, it didn't mean

or not. In the past, he had thought that he was strong and mature. But after Tasha's death, he realized that

wasn't mature at all. Carlos only

searched for her for a long time. At first, he was able to get some information about her. But as time went by, he completely

reason, she had disappeared into the crowd like a kite with

filled with regrets. The longer Tasha was away, the