Ex-wife, Please Come Back

With a sigh, James remarked, "The truth is, things are there for a reason. It's useless to feel anxious and scared. Besides, all you can do is endure it until the very end. Endure the blows. Endure everyone's expectations. Endure whatever you have to endure."

Jacob lowered his head to the ground. He was unsure if he had heard of that too many times already. Although he had already heard of this a lot of times, he still could not live a good life, could he?

"Uncle, why do I feel that living is exhausting?"

Jacob shifted the topic. Before they knew it, it had returned to that troublesome question again.

Yes, he indeed felt exhausted. His faith, which had supported him for a long time, seemed to be on the brink of collapse, and it was only a matter of time before that happened.

"Well, isn't this the life we love?" James narrowed his eyes and answered. With Jacob's ability, he should have already known the answer to that.

Although James' response was only to help Jacob be reassured, he was willing to say it out. After all, Jacob was the last and the only family he had in the world.

"Uncle, what will you do if the person you love the most betrays you?" Jacob asked with bloodshot eyes.

His voice was low and calm when he spoke, but it made James extremely astonished.

"What do you mean, Jacob?" James asked with his lips trembling. He seemed to be a little afraid of something.

With an inexplicable expression on his face, Jacob looked at James and answered, "It's nothing, Uncle. Just forget what I said just now."

Jacob stood up and went upstairs. At that moment, he felt disappointed in his uncle. Until now, James was still hiding it from him.

Well, if James remained silent, they would be the same as before. However, once he said it out loud, they would not be able to go back to the way it was. If that happened, Jacob would be inevitably sad.

The bottom line was not saying it. Even if the truth was unbearable, they had no choice but to go through with it.

remained prostrated on the ground with reverence, looking for his

not stop twitching. He knew that Jacob had already known it. After all, his nephew was no

loss. There were some things that he had already

that there was no need for him to stay. How James wished he could keep

he, himself, almost believed

looking at him from a distance. He had not really left. He was gazing from upstairs with his heart pounding in his chest. It

was in a mess as he stared

To be honest, he had never felt this before. Not only that, but this strange feeling was enveloped by a sense

buried. However, it did not mean that he would be able to accept it

he lay wide-awake on his bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time. He was intelligent, wasn't he? Why could

These past few days, he had felt an intense longing for Sara. But now, he could not feel anything.

strange feeling finally became familiar. Ironically, it only took a moment for a familiar feeling

path, which had always been barren and desolate, grew weeds. Sometimes, he would meet a person who turned

always a side character, an unimportant and indispensable person. This made Jacob feel pathetic

James had been in a daze for quite some time as he returned to his room to look for something. Finally, he found it. It was a photo from the past. It was

up early and left. He did not even eat breakfast at home. Instead, he went

talk to her personally. There was no way he could solve their problem hastily and alone. For him, this matter was a big deal. If she still refused to forgive him, everything he had done would

He had been waiting for Sara for over two hours. He had arrived

are not the only ones who get discouraged. Men feel it too, but they do not want to admit

to smoke. He was the

had encountered too many troubles. But for

decided to invite Jacob for breakfast. To his dismay, his nephew was not at

along it that Jacob had known about it from the very start. Jacob had been silent about it, while James was afraid to

He had always appreciated Jacob's resourcefulness. However, he never once thought