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.

next morning, Sara had already got up when Jacob awoke. Even though he was not yet wide-awake, he racked his brain,

the sleep from his eyes and stretched afterwards. Then, he walked out

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

He smiled back at her and then returned to the bedroom to freshen up.

again, he looked as vibrant as the plants in the morning. He now seemed full of energy

and invited him for breakfast. "Mr. Jacob, come downstairs and eat. I hope you'll be mentally prepared when you go to the company today. Being a deputy CEO in any

She did not care whether Jacob heard her or not.

felt to 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

company eventually, so those who doubted her changed their views on her not long

she still felt very uncomfortable whenever she recalled that experience. It might not be a big deal for Jacob, but for Sara, it was different. Besides, she had just started her

impression that the job leaves

know. Anyway, were you denigrated when you joined the company?" Jacob asked with a frown. For some reason, Sara's words made him feel that

even bear to do such a thing. How could they do that to my

is war without bullets. It ravages not only on the outside but also inside.

at the top, but it is only meant for

the second best. At least it is close to the top, is it not? It results in a never-ending vicious cycle. Those who

businesses are always

so surprised that

take the matter into account, Sara felt

but also mutual understanding. Well, even if she did not tell him anything, he would

grim. It seemed that he was more concerned about that matter than reporting himself to the company today.

anyway. He wanted to seek justice for Sara

at that

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

about that." Jacob was expressionless, yet his demeanor

expression on his face for a long time. It was in their first four years of marriage that she had seen

glass of milk and looked at him in confusion. Although his words were clear and concise, she did not quite

she asked while

moment, Jacob was busy eating breakfast. 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

how they did it, I don't care. I will do the same thing to them," he replied,