Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Jacob felt a lump in his throat. He swallowed hard but it wouldn't go down. At that moment, his lips were quivering. Jacob wanted to hold onto Sara and cry his eyes out. He didn't care about the popular saying, "Real men don't cry." He just wanted to curl up in the embrace of his beloved woman and shed a river of tears.

Sara also felt that Jacob was battling with his emotions. She reached out her hand and rubbed his head affectionately. He was still expressionless. He didn't move an inch.

Sara sighed heavily. Just when she was about to sit next to him, Jacob raised his head. Then, she saw his face.

She noticed that his eyes were filled with tiredness and worry. He was obviously fatigued with all that was happening. Sara had never imagined that Jacob would feel this way because he was separated from James. This made her heart ache. She hated seeing the love of her life this sad.

"Sara, let's go back home," Jacob said softly. It was as if he had already frustrated. And he had accepted his ill luck.

He didn't want to tell Sara the truth about what was happening. Actually, Jacob didn't want her to worry about anything. He was tired of bothering her with his problems every now and then. Lately, Sara worried about him a lot. Because of this, Jacob chose to keep this away from her. He preferred to suffer alone, than to let Sara suffer with him. He just wanted her to be happy.

Jacob's eyes suddenly brightened. He looked at Sara lovingly.

At that instance, he finally understood why he had lost many things as he grew up. In the past years, Jacob had lost things and the people he held dear to his heart. He never wanted to lose them but life had other plans for him. Sadly, he couldn't dictate what he could keep and what could be taken away from him.

As he grew older, Jacob understood that there were things he just couldn't change. He felt helpless towards those things. They would happen anyway so what's the point?

Now, Jacob didn't want to count his gains and losses anymore. He was convinced that it was best if he didn't think about it. Jacob stood up and hugged Sara tightly. He was happy that she was by his side.

The people in the waiting room continued to look at him. They had been paying attention to his movements for a long time. The women giggled and drooled because of his appearance. Many of them thought that Jacob was a perfectly created work of art. Although he was oblivious to this, strangers were drawn to him everywhere he went just because of his handsome features.

Jacob never acknowledged the fact that someone could make a living just by looking good. He saw modeling as a frivolous job. And not something that could pay bills. However, a good-looking person was always delightful to watch. Jacob ignored the onlookers. Then, he locked arms with Sara and they walked out of the airport.

'This airport must have witnessed many people depart every day. Is every departure this sad? If the airport was a human being and it had a heart, then it wouldn't be able to bear the pain. Watching people leave wasn't something that was pleasing, '

Jacob thought. He remained silent as he continued to walk out with Sara by his side.

Before he didn't regard Sara his "whole world". This was because he had thought he had other people. But now, she was the only person he had left. So, she was technically his whole world.

Besides, with James' departure, Jacob had only a few relatives left. But he didn't consider them as part of his life now because they never were. He never really got along with any of them.

Jacob suppressed his inner thoughts. He didn't want to continue thinking about what just happened. Even though he tried to figure out what James had been thinking, he just couldn't.

clear to him now. It was that from now on, he would become more tolerant of the world. He would no longer blame life for dishing out bad luck to him. Neither would he

the airport. They were walking so fast. When they got to the gate of the airport, the night breeze was blowing gently. The breeze seemed to whisper sweetly into their ears. This was part of the beauty of life Jacob

was already nighttime, the whole city didn't look as busy as it used to be during the day. It was quieter. However, the place was still noisy. Pedestrians and commuters were still plying the roads. Sara finally sighed heavily. She was already

something serious had happened. Jacob's expression showed that the matter wasn't trivial. Otherwise, he wouldn't have

Jacob said that he was feeling hungry and he wanted to eat something.

for them to go home at this time. But Sara didn't say anything. She just leaned her back

restaurant. The reason

the fact that she was a native northerner, she relished spicy food. That was very surprising! This was probably one

a sigh of relief. He looked at Sara who was sitting elegantly

atmosphere of this restaurant. Besides, this place is so full of life," Jacob said

restaurant. But as long as

even during trying times. He wanted to thank her for her support. But he kept

about imaginary things and just words. It is about actions, ' Jacob thought. He knew that Sara's love was beyond all the words that she said. She proved her love with her

by staying beside him. Whenever he thought

went to make the orders. She also chose some of the meals that Jacob liked.

health. So, there were many foods she stayed off. These foods were probably packed with minerals that weren't so good for

would add weight. No matter how much she

so much weight. Fortunately for Sara, her case was different. The genes from

placed the dishes on the table,

smart. She tried to persuade Jacob into telling her what happened without making him

away from his responsibility. I just want to believe that he desires to

calm. And the words that he said

shocked by his words. She then regretted asking the question. Her heart ached as she saw how sad his eyes were. Jacob looked

hot pot offer connoted something else. He was using it to illustrate that he might

that. I won't feel wronged. I love hot pot restaurants. In fact, I'm looking forward to it." Of course,

want to stay in the business circles. He was planning to leave and do his own thing. Or maybe he was scared that he no longer had business prowess. This was because he was

happened to her, she wouldn't care. Sara wasn't materialistic. She believed there was more to life than material things. Hot pot meals were never inferior to Western food. In fact,

involuntarily. It was as if he already knew what her

proud. In fact, I used to hate the Shi Group. I felt as if I was the sacrificial lamb for the running of the company. Inheriting it wasn't a blessing to me. It seemed like I sacrificed myself to fulfill the wishes of others. Previously, I had