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.

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

lowered. He didn't bother to look at both of them. Actually, he didn't want to disturb them. But he was just worried that they would forget to get up for work. After all, they were

not force them. They were

and sandwiches. Indeed, Sara had improved on some skills in the past few years. One of such skills was cooking.

how she had performed in Jacob's house, he

Afterwards, Sara and Jacob left for work.

go back to there. Whenever he thought about the company, he felt sad. Previously, the only reason why he had gone back was because of Tasha.

Carlos wanted to plant some flowers at home. And maybe, visit the

was old now, so it was only right that he stepped down and gave the young ones a chance to perform. Nonetheless, he didn't want to admit

time flies and waits for no man. It could be likened to a flowing river. Deep down in his heart, he hoped that life

fulfilled or not. In fact, Carlos had already accepted his fate. Although, he didn't

happened to him. Unfortunately, things always collapsed whenever

Carlos wasn't that type of person. He was very good at calculating

those involved in a situation couldn't understand the mystery behind it. Probably, this

it is believed that people's fates are destined. And that no matter how they struggle, they cannot change anything. But Carlos didn't believe in that.

continue living. And to survive,

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

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 up sinking deeper into problems.

know that they were part of the few lucky ones. When there was nothing to arouse emotions in one's heart, it

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

wasn't mature at all. Carlos only had the

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

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

she left, Carlos was filled with regrets. The longer Tasha was away, the more regretful he became.