Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Sara moved out of her sitting position and lashed out at him. "What? Did I do something wrong to you?"

Jacob was quite determined to grab the pillow from her arms, but she quickly swept his hands away.

He was embarrassed with how that attempt ended up, and said, "Sara, I have something to tell you. But promise me you won't be angry. I need you to promise me that first."

She felt it was something serious upon hearing him beg like that. 'What did he mean by that, some kind of imparity clause? Now I have to be the one to promise something first?' she thought. Her expression changed into a strangely aggrieved demeanor.

"Whatever you say. I can't promise you anything if I don't know what you're going to say in the first place. You know what, I don't care. But, Jacob, what's the matter with you today? Tell me."

She clenched her fists, and some hints of anger crept up in her. But her curiosity overlapped above all the faculties of her human emotion. It could be observed clearly that even Jacob was afraid and unsure of what he was about to say.

However, he knew that it would take a very specific thing to make someone like Sara angry. Either way, she could not figure out what he was referring to. The uncertainty clouded all her suspicions and left her in the dark. She started to feel infuriated by that notion.

There was something out there that she should know about, but it was annoying for her to think that it was now completely out of her control. Jacob stared at her for a good while with his usual empty eyes. It almost looked as if he was lost in her eyes.

"Sara, something happened. It's about Alice," he finally uttered. He lost his confidence almost immediately after observing her take a rather tough stance. He was really different now—so different that his most beloved woman had become his weakness.

Back then, he could just simply ignore her feelings and do whatever he wanted to do. But he found himself head over heels with this woman that he'd be willing to protect her from anything that might hurt her.

Perhaps this was the difference between love and being an empty shell of a man. He didn't have time to heave a sigh, and he just wanted to settle this matter as soon as he could. But it seemed too difficult even for him.

mind all at once. The ringing of metaphorical tinnitus was still lingering in her ears. She

seen such an expression from her for such a long time. At the same time, a hint of guilt rose into his heart. He was reluctant to tell her what exactly happened because he loved her too much to share that much burden to her. He couldn't bear risking breaking her

looked straight at her with a pair of determined

turned to leave without a word. 'How could I miss something big of a news like that?' she thought. If anything, she was angrier at herself.

lie!' she thought out loud. She felt that

anyone would tell her that her life had always been a joke, she would believe them. She was about reaching her threshold

stood up as well and ran after her and hugged her from behind. She lashed out and tried to break free from his grasp, but to no avail.

didn't dare to let

impulse. I was afraid that you would get angry, so

could manage to persuade her to calm down seemed to have been proven impossible

your own actions! I don't

of her voice. She felt disgusted by the news. Hell, she felt disgusted even picturing Alice in her head. To make matters worse, Alice was pregnant with his child now. Of course,

she thought. She had seen the photos that Alice sent her before. No matter how Jacob kept insisting that he remembered nothing about that night, it didn't mean that nothing actually happened, and that they could just forget about it and

total mess. If she couldn't be with Jacob, then she'd be left with a meaningless life. 'Didn't God help people achieve happiness? How come I've only received pain and suffering?' Her thoughts wandered

into this mess. No matter in what approach

was more than enough to

of significant now, she must try all she could to make

the peace she would have could not last long. The past would always find its way to

a gentle way. "I really have no idea what happened that day, Sara," he explained

him with a rather cold and intimidating eyes. However, her face was now calm. "That's it. I have nothing to say