Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 129

Looking at the quickly moving Sara, Jacob's long and narrow eyes were dimmed. After all, he couldn't even figure out a woman's mind.

Without even turning her head, Sara knew that Jacob, who was standing behind her, was furious. The last pleasure of a couple was probably to torture each other. While thinking of this, she came to the dining room.

The villa was big, so was the dining room.

The dining room was on the first floor, but it was in another building beside the villa. The restaurant was a classic triangular building. It looked like a castle from Middle Ages Europe, and the layout inside was also elegant.

The wall were covered with hand-embroidered silk. The patterns were dragon and Phoenix in bright color.

There were evergreen plants around the room, adding a touch of warmth in cold winter.

In the middle of the restaurant, there was a long set of tables and chairs, on which there were already many dishes covered. The covers wouldn't be opened until all people were seated. Michael sat at the top end of the table with a kind smile. Even though life had brought him so much trouble, he was not discouraged at all.

"Come and sit here, Sara." Michael waved his hand happily.

With a smile, she replied, "Okay, Dad."

Jacob sat next to her, and James sat opposite to Jacob, next to Michael.

The cook came forward and took off the lids of the dishes, and then handed in the chicken soup that hadn't been served yet. He ladled a bowl of chicken soup for each of them and then left respectfully.

After Michael picked up some food, everyone started to eat.

Sara lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup. Every time she came here, one of the most pleasant thing for her was to enjoy the food cooked by the cook here. The taste was always fresh and intoxicating.

Squinting his eyes, Jacob looked towards his father. Michael was wearing a smile on his face. Sara declined to remarry him. She disappointed him as well as his smiling father.

At the same time, Michael also looked at Jacob. Noticing that Jacob was also looking at him, he said, "Jacob, help Sara to get some food."

Before Sara could refuse, Jacob said, "She could get them herself."

Taking a deep breath, Sara calmed down. After all, she won't live with this man for the rest of her life. She could get all the dishes herself, so there was no need to be so critical.

Michael coughed twice. Obviously, he didn't expect his son to be so passive, but it was not appropriate to make it clear.

James stood up and picked up some food for Sara. "Sara, Jacob has always been like this since childhood. Don't take it to heart. Come on, eat more."

With an embarrassed smile, Sara said, "It doesn't matter. I'm used to it."

Jacob rolled his eyes at Sara. She started to complain in front of his family. "You are used to it? When did you used to it?"

Jacob sneered. Michael slapped the chopsticks on the table and said, "Can we have a good meal?"

Jacob's face turned a little pale. The nonchalant look on Sara's face really annoyed him. He had nowhere to vent his anger.