Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 139

"You don't have to do this. I said I would set you free. Don't be nervous." Jacob said slowly. At this moment, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he held it back.

Raising her head, Sara was surprised to see the sadness in Jacob's eyes. 'How could he have such a melancholy look? It must be an illusion!'

Sara calmed herself down and said in self-mockery, "I didn't expect that my divorce led to their marriage. Actually, you and I both are the matchmaker for them. You have made a great contribution."

Jacob was not interested in arguing with Sara. He felt tired today. In the past, he saw arguing with Sara as a kind of pleasure, but now he realized that it was not pleasure but harm.

The gap between men's and women's thoughts was not small. Until now, Jacob only knew that there was a gap, but he didn't know where it was. He just felt that he was tired, even though he had suffered less than Sara.

"Let bygones be bygones. Start over and pursue your own happiness." Jacob looked into the distance. The misty sky looked so obscure and depressing.

Sara was taken aback by Jacob's repeated abnormality. The words that she had prepared to say were choked in her mouth, and she could only swallow them stiffly. It was really uncomfortable to pretend that she was fine. After swallowing hard, Sara felt a lump in her throat.

Getting along with each other was the most complicated thing in the world. Even if there was a small change in the attitude of the other party, it could make people suddenly feel that the sky and earth were shattered. Humans were always so sentimental. A primitive man without language would never think so much. Once he had thoughts and language, everything would become unpredictable.

Jacob looked into the distance and said, "I didn't give you any property when we divorced. It's wrong. At that time, I always thought that I could find you back, but now I find that I don't want to find you. Write a number. You deserve it."

Jacob took out a pen and a cheque from his pocket. The moment Sara took them, she felt as if her chest was torn apart. "Have you really made up your mind? Dad.. Mr. Michael asked us to remarry, didn't him?" Sara's voice was choked with sobs. Even if she could say something to retain him, it would be useless. Do you think you can beg for happiness?

Jacob was calm, as if he was talking about a business. "Dad's matter is settled. I won't force you. If you are willing to go to the villa with me in the future, then go. If you don't want to go, I will never threaten you. I said you are free."

An inexplicable anger suddenly surged up in Sara's heart. She threw the cheque in his hand on Jacob's face. "Jacob, you bastard."

There was a strange light in Jacob's eyes. He was waiting for the following words of Sara, but Sara just looked at him in a daze, without saying anything, and even restrained her anger well. Jacob sighed with disappointment.

"If you tell me that you still have a little hope for me, I won't give you freedom. Tell me." Jacob lowered his head.

From the perspective of Sara, he looked very condescending.

But it was just like that. Sara had experienced such a moment many times. Of course she wouldn't yield today. If she did, she would be defeated, and even her last dignity would be lost.

"No, I have to thank you for setting me free. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been sure of the deeper meaning of my life." Sara raised his head. Even though she was shorter than Jacob, she still looked imposing.

Jacob was a little depressed, but he had to turn his head. He was afraid that Sara would see through his weakness. "Fill in the cheque. Just take it as a deposit of money for me. I will use it one day."

This time, Sara seemed to have understood the implicit meaning of Jacob, so she didn't contradict him. "Okay. I'll fill it up today as your compensation to me. I have been with you for four years, and I deserve it."