Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 154

Jacob recalled that he had just taken a big sip of whiskey. He was eager to get drunk, so he drank a lot in one gulp.

The whisky wasn't enough to make him drunk at all.

"Okay, I'll take a taxi home."

Cindy had no choice but to obey the boss's decision.

Jacob didn't start the engine until he saw Cindy disappear at the corner of the street.

Even Jacob was depressed now, he was still domineering. Without the slightest trace of displeasure, the Bentley turned around and drove out of the Time Bar.

Next to the Time Bar in a dark alley, a brawny man in a brown down jacket took out his phone.

"Hello, boss. I don't know why Jacob left. He didn't drink much."

The brawny man's face became more and more ferocious. Last time, Jacob was not killed. He was really lucky. He had never failed. Damn it if it weren't for Jacob's assistant. The brawny man spat.

This time, Jacob ran away again.

"Well done, keep following him. Remember, no matter what happens, your identity can't be exposed. Otherwise..."

Hearing the cold voice on the phone, the brawny man couldn't help but shiver. The boss was famous for his cruelty. No one dare offend him.

"I understand. Don't worry."

The brawny man couldn't help trembling. It was cold in winter, and there was a layer of coldness on his back.

The brawny man didn't disappear in the crowd until the boss hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Even ruthless people had their weakness. There was no invincible person in the world.

There was an indescribable melancholy between Jacob's good-looking eyebrows.

Perhaps, he no longer had the confidence to criticize Sara so righteously.

After all, he was the one who was out of line first.

Jacob's eyes seemed to have lost their usual spirits.

Disappointment, gloom and sadness were all in his eyes. He leaned against the seat sadly.

Why was the world always so disappointing? Why it always made people stagger like this?

He didn't even have the time to stand firm and tell Sara that he loved her.

The wind was so strong. It seemed that the bare trees on the roadside were also twisted by the wind. If that's the fate, he could do nothing.

If time stopped, and let him think about it and stop, so that he wouldn't be wrapped up and walk forward.

But time couldn't stop. Jacob's Bentley drew a beautiful arc on the road. It attracted the attention of passers-by. His every move showed his arrogance.

He parked his car downstairs and called Sara.

With the last experience, Sara brought a set of clothes to change and came downstairs quickly.

She was wearing a long black down jacket and dark blue jeans, which outlined her legs perfectly. Her black hair was lazily scattered around her neck. Her snow-white and slightly pink skin was very beautiful.

"Get in the car. Sorry, I almost forgot it today."

Jacob was not in the mood. He just raised his eyes quietly and turned his head to the front in an instant.

She dressed up to win his attention.

He turned a blind eye because he felt guilty deep in his heart.

Sara moved her lips but said nothing.

She opened the door and sat on the passenger seat. She gently put the clothes in her hands on the back seat, and a strong smell of alcohol came over.

"Did you drink?"

His beautiful amber eyes were full of doubts. 'How dare he drive after drinking? Does he think he is that lucky?'

When James was wandering around, he heard a servant running in quickly and shouting.

"Mr. James, Mr. Jacob and Mrs. Sara are back..."

The servant didn't know whether she had said something wrong or not, and she didn't know how to address Sara every time. They had divorced legally, but this family had never taken it as a divorce.

They didn't seem to have divorced. After all, they had dinner at the same table and slept in the same room. There seemed to be no sign of divorce.

But they had divorced, and they had divorced so thoroughly.

James had waited for them for a long time. Now there's joy in his eyes. Raising his eyes to look at the door, he saw Jacob gently pushed the door open and welcomed Sara in.

It was Sara who could make people feel relieved. James slightly narrowed his eyes. Her previous worries had already been thrown out of his mind. At this moment, the two of them were standing in front of him safe and sound.

It seemed that there was something wrong with Jacob. James held back his smile. His intuition told him that something must have happened.

"Jacob, are you delayed by something today?"

James walked up to them and didn't want to wait any longer.

"It's okay, Uncle James. How's my father?"

Jacob looked up at the door of the room upstairs, feeling a dull pain in his heart. He felt like he was suffering from a kind of malaise.

Standing next to Jacob, Sara didn't say anything, but looked at James with concern.

The only bond between her and Jacob was Michael. It was Michael's illness that tightly connected the two of them.

"Maybe he has woken up. The servant hasn't gone upstairs to have a look. Michael's situation is not optimistic."

James sighed. He didn't expect that it was only a week.

"What's wrong with my father?"

Jacob raised his voice. His throat was dry, and he felt as if his heart was gripped by a hand.