Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 134

Jacob nodded, "Okay."

Sara didn't say anything. Jacob's farfetched reason fooled James so easily. But it didn't matter.

Jacob was in the front, followed by Sara. The two of them went to the dining room one after the other. Since they came to the villa yesterday, the two of them had been like this. They kept a distance all the time and rarely walked side by side.

James squinted slightly at the two people in front of him who were walking one after another. He was worried about the young couple, but he had no choice. Just like what happened in the past on himself, he always felt that the opportunity was in his hand, but he didn't know that the opportunity would disappear in an instant. The longer the time was, the less the opportunity would be.

After breakfast in the afternoon, Michael stood at the gate of the villa and watched Jacob, Sara and his younger brother get in the car.

Jacob and Sara waved goodbye to Michael and told him to take care of himself. Michael nodded repeatedly. Seeing the car driving away, Michael couldn't help but burst into tears. He had never been so lonely before.

The feeling of separation forever struck Michael's heart. Even the strongest man could not control himself at such a moment. The servant who was pushing the wheelchair aside didn't know whether to push him or not. He had no choice but to wait aside, trembling with fear.

Michael had stood at the door in the cold wind for a long time before he asked the servant to push him in. Although his head ached as soon as he got a blow of cold wind, he still wanted to have a clear feeling at this moment. He was afraid that when he was about to die in the future, he would not even have such a painful feeling.

The cold wind swept over Michael's face. After a long time, even the servant next to him felt himself frozen stiff. Then Michael said gently, "Well, let's go back."

The servant's hands that were pushing the wheelchair became stiff. He was secretly glad that Mr. Michael was finally going to enter the room.

Jacob drove the car, while Sara and James sat in the back row. He fixed his eyes on the road ahead. He couldn't forget his father's aged face just now.

He even wanted to leave all these things behind and accompany his father. However, he knew that his father's greatest hope was that he could support the whole family and the ancestral business. If he gave up now, he would be looked down upon.

A man should stand tall and upright. There was no other reason or excuse for him. He had to hold on.

From time to time, Sara looked up at Jacob's expression in the rear-view mirror in front of her. She knew that under Jacob's cold appearance, there was a fragile heart. She knew him very well. When they got on the car just now, Jacob wiped the corner of his eyes secretly.

If it were Sara, she would have stayed by her father's side, but Jacob was different. What he carried was not only a company, but also Michael's lifelong efforts and heroic dreams.

Even for Michael's sake, Jacob couldn't lose.

Even if no one else gave Jacob the pressure, he knew that the pressure would always be given by himself. Only he himself could turn pressure into motivation.

The pressure was like an egg, breaking through from the inside, it would be a new life, but breaking through from the outside, it would just be an egg.

It was already 8 o'clock in the evening when Jacob sent Sara home. Her home was out of his way, so he had to turn and see her off first.

When Sara got out of the car, she said goodbye to James kindly. Jacob just glanced at her, saying nothing. Sara knew that it was meaningless to say it or not. So she nodded to Jacob.