Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Regardless of what one feels, time goes on. That is why it is better to live happily and make life more meaningful.

Jacob had anticipated that Sara would agree with him. Even so, he could not help but stare at her suspiciously. He did not expect her to be so determined.

He turned over and pressed on her body while calling her his wife in a possessive manner. To his surprise, it seemed that she was not in the mood to return his enthusiasm.

"What's the matter?" she asked vigilantly. At that moment, Sara figured out what he was thinking.

Sadly, she was too tired that she was not in the zone to make love with him.

"Thank you." Unable to do anything, he lowered his head as soon as he finished speaking.

Sara covered his mouth suddenly and said, "I'm just too tired. Let's sleep."

Jacob felt humiliated. He never expected that he would be rejected even though he had not made an advance yet.

"Okay," he replied dejectedly. With that, he turned his back to her.

A no means no. He respected Sara's decision every time.

As Sara saw the look of disappointment on Jacob's face, she could not help but feel a little sorry for him.

To make up for him, she leaned over him and whispered in his ear, "Let's sleep together."

That made Jacob turn around abruptly, bumping his face to Sara's.

"What's wrong?" Sara asked nervously when she saw that Jacob was clutching his face. It seemed that he was hurt.

"Nothing." Of course, there was no way he would admit that he got hurt when he bumped his face.

"Okay then. Good night." Upon saying that, she turned her back to him and fell asleep.

Jacob was in awe. He glanced at her and was convinced that he could do nothing to her once she said so. Well, he could not force her into doing something she did not want to do.

Although he was annoyed, he had no choice but to sleep with that feeling in his heart.

up when Jacob awoke. Even though he was not yet wide-awake, he racked his brain, trying to figure

afterwards. Then, he walked out of

of the stairs on the second floor, he saw Sara bringing breakfast on the

at her, Sara happened to look at him. He smiled back at her and then returned to the bedroom

down again, he looked as vibrant as the plants in the morning. He now seemed full of energy than when he got up a while

and invited him for breakfast. "Mr. Jacob, come downstairs and eat. I hope you'll be mentally prepared

on the table as she spoke. She did not care whether Jacob heard her or

be in that position. Actually, she was assigned to be a deputy CEO when she first joined the company. However, it was hard for her to do her job well because many people questioned

that, she worked overtime and under pressure. It brought hope to the company eventually, so those who doubted

whenever she recalled that experience. It might not be a big deal

impression that the job leaves is extremely

you denigrated when you joined the company?" Jacob asked with a frown. For some reason, Sara's words

could they do that to my wife?' That being said, he kept her

without bullets. It ravages not only on

top, but it

people rather settle for the second best. At least it is close to the top, is it

wonder businesses are always

so surprised that she almost spat out a mouthful of

take the matter into account, Sara felt that they were

same way. True love is not only about love but also mutual understanding. Well, even if she did not tell him anything, he would still

he was more concerned about that matter than reporting himself to the

himself was just for formality anyway. He wanted

was inexperienced and messed up almost everything at that time. I really couldn't blame them for questioning me for

flushed in embarrassment. She had no idea how to answer his

for letting me know about that." Jacob was expressionless, yet his demeanor was icy cold, startling Sara.

a long time. It was in their first four years of marriage that she had seen it most.

of milk and looked at him in confusion. Although his words were clear and concise, she

by that?" she asked while resting her chin on her hand.

He was meticulously slicing the sandwich with a knife and fork. But instead of bringing a piece of it into his mouth, he picked up the folded napkin near him and wiped

it, I don't care. I will do the same thing to them,"