Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Even if Sara left, she couldn't rest assured. Would such uneasiness really accompany her all her life?
"I'm sorry, Alice." Jacob stepped forward and hugged her.
Someone once said that in a relationship, it was not the one who said sorry the most miserably, but the one who always heard
sorry the most deeply hurt.
"I don't want to hear you say sorry. Jacob, I understand you." Alice didn't even blink. At this moment, she really wanted to cut
Sara into pieces, but she couldn't. She couldn't show her resentment. If she wanted to get what she wanted, she must control
her emotions and bear the humiliation.
Alice wanted to make Jacob feel guilty too. Only when a man felt guilty to a woman could he be loyal to her. Alice knew it well
that absence of forbearance upsets great plans.
Jacob looked at Alice, who had been wronged but didn't complain. His heart ached. He didn't expect Alice to be so reasonable.
What else could he expect to have such a lover?
Guilt was lingering in Jacob's heart. "You must be bored at home recently. I'll take you to the shopping mall tomorrow afternoon.
I'll take my assistant with me. You can buy whatever you want. Okay? "
Apart from material compensation, Jacob couldn't think of a better way. Jacob had a knot in his heart. It was none other than
Sara. Previously, in order to piss off Sara, he even wanted to go back to the past and fall in love with Alice again. However, the
feeling made him scared. At that time, his mind was suffused by Sara.
He didn't dare to have sex with Alice anymore. Instead, he felt much more guilty for the two women.
He had no choice but to lie to Alice that he was not feeling well. How could a man use such an excuse to humiliate her? As
expected, Alice stopped pestering Jacob and promised to give herself time.
Alice nodded, even though she was thinking, 'Do you think you can just take me out to buy something?'? No way!
But she behaved well on the surface.
What could she do if she didn't accept it? It was a done deal. Could crying and quarrelling solve the problem? Alice's sense told
her to calm down.

It was good for her to go shopping and change her mood. She couldn't afford it at the beginning, and now Jacob allowed her buy
anything she liked. What she couldn't get before, Jacob could gave her. That was enough.
There was no need to be too extravagant. Some women could not get what they had struggled for a lifetime, and she easily got it
from Jacob. Therefore, smart women sometimes needed to turn a blind eye to it. A playful smile appeared at the corners of
Alice's mouth. Her humiliation would bring peace in the future.
Jacob wiped Alice's tears. He knew she was wronged and she forgave him.
As expected, Alice made him feel easier, Jacob thought in his mind.
Now and then, he always thought of Sara, who was always there. Jacob closed his eyes and held Alice tightly.
Alice held her breath and let Jacob hold her.
Bess's assistant had gone to the hotel to get Sara's bag and phone, but Bess didn't tell Sara she her assistant went to the hotel
to fetch them. Otherwise Sara would be sad again.
Sitting in the office and reading documents, Bess glanced at Sara from time to time. Maybe Sara reposed there silently, or
maybe she was asleep.
Bess tried her best not to make a sound and continued to read the documents. The assistant brought back Sara's bag soon. The
sound made Sara wake up. It seemed that she had a light sleep.
"How about I take you home to sleep, Sara?" Bess] smiled.
"No, thanks, Bess. I have to go home later. My father is still waiting for my news. " Sara sat up and leaned against the sofa. Her
hair was a little messy. She yawned and covered her mouth with her hand.
"All right. Sara. Are you in a better mood? Don't fall down. Think about the baby. " Bess's eyes were full of tenderness.
Sara nodded. The belief that she could not fall down was the baby.
A smile appeared on Sara's face. He was born with so many meanings. Would he live a hard life in the future? Sara mocked
herself for being selfish. She had secretly absorbed her strength without the consent of the baby.
Looking at Bess in front of him, Sara didn't want to say those tired words of gratitude. If she had the chance to help Bess in the
future, she would definitely do her best.

"Bess, give me my phone. My dad must have called me many times." Looking at the bag and phone on Bess's desk, Sara really
didn't want to move.
Bess handed the phone to her. Sara frowned cause there were indeed many missed calls. But Sara also noticed that someone
answered Alice's call in the morning. If it was not Jacob, who was he?
Taking a deep breath, Sara thought, 'Forget it. I don't have time to care about Alice's feelings.'. It would be nice to let her try the
perspective-taking.
She dialed her father's number. Only a few seconds later, her father's anxious voice came through, "Hello, Sara, where did you
go yesterday? I'm very worried about you. I called you but you didn't answer. I can't call Jacob."
"Dad, I'm fine. I was with Jacob yesterday. I'll be back soon." Sara looked a little weak.
"Well, let's talk about it when you go home." Carlos breathed a sigh of relief. She was with Jacob. Anyway, they used to be a
couple, and maybe they could remarry. Although he was also very disappointed at Jacob, if his daughter wanted to make such a
choice, he must respect her decision.
Sara stood up and fixed her make-up because it was ruined by tears. She took out the small mirror and looked at her face. She
couldn't help laughing and sighed, "I'm so ugly. Why am I crying like this?"
Bess smiled, pointed at her shoulder and shrugged. The tear stains were still there on Sara's face.
Shocked, Sara covered her mouth with her hand, like a kitten fawning on its owner. She leaned over and wiped Bess's shoulder.
With a bright smile on her face, Sara said, "I'm sorry, Bess. Thank you."
"Honey, it's not a big deal. You have to be happy. That's the most important thing, okay? " Bess's rare tenderness was exposed
too much today.
Sara felt warm in her heart. There was no love but she still friendship. God treated her well.
Sara stepped up and held Bess for a few minutes. Without saying.
People always said that men's friendship was true, because men were generous and sincere. Women's friendship was so fragile
that it could be broken at a touch. Absolutely not. One had never seen the friendship between sincere girls in the world. Would
he/she think that there was no such friendship in the world?

People always like this. If they didn't meet something, they would think that others wouldn't encounter either, and if they couldn't
do something, they would think that the others wouldn't do. If they met some bad people, they would think that the whole world
was scum.
Wasn't it ridiculous? Wasn't it a kind of immature and childish behavior? With Bess in his arms, Sara had regained all her vital
energy in the past few minutes.
It could give people strength by reliance. Otherwise, why did the ancient people invent hugs?
She let go of Bess and said, "Bess, I want to go home first. My dad is still worried about me."
Bess nodded, "Wait for me on the sofa. I'll send you home."
"No, thanks, Bess. You don't have to see me off since you are busy." Sara felt that she had always be troublesome to Bess.
"It's no problem." Bess frowned.
Sara nodded. While Bess arranged her work, Sara had cleaned up her face, at least she wouldn't look so embarrassing.