Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 261

He had no fond memory of his past. However, the winter this year seemed troublesome to him.

Standing by the door of the second floor, Sara greeted the two people downstairs. Little did they know, she heard most of what they had talked about. In her heart, she figured that perhaps the two were too engrossed in their talk that they did not notice that she had already opened the door.

"Why did you get up so early?" Sara rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs. As she did, her slippers made a sound in every step.

James turned around and greeted, "Good morning, Sara."

"Why did you get up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Jacob asked.

"Well, I woke up suddenly. When I saw that you weren't there, I decided to get up and find you," Sara answered while walking at the stairs. She then walked over towards the two and sat down next to Jacob.

He hugged her affectionately. Even though he was still sad, he felt so much better now that James and Sara were sitting next to him.

Meanwhile, Winnie was preparing their breakfast in the kitchen. She knew the reason why the atmosphere at home was depressing. To be honest, even she felt sad because of it. She was young when Jacob's mother died. Now, she was no longer youthful when Jacob's father passed away.

Time flew fast, and many things had changed along the way. Winnie had gone through a lot and even felt the malice of life. Even though she was already used to it, there were still things that she could not accept.

However, regardless of how sad she felt, the most important thing for her was to do her job well and not cause trouble to Jacob in any way.

Dora was peacefully sleeping. That dog was cleverer than other dogs. One time, it ran to Sara's side and leaned close to her. To everyone's surprise, it returned to its doghouse immediately.

The dog must have sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, so it walked away as soon as it came.

While he was staring blankly at the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Jacob's mouth twitched. Although the breakfast was aromatic and mouth-watering, he was not in the mood to eat.

When he went to the table, he could barely finish two spoonful of food. Unfortunately, he had something important to deal with today. Moreover, he did not want Sara and James to worry about him. If it were not because of them, he would not have eaten breakfast at all.

His meal lay unfinished on his plate. While the other two were having breakfast, they suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Winnie answered the door. As she did so, she saw familiar people on the other side of the door. They were all members of the Shi clan. Although Winnie knew who those people were, she still felt a little intimidated by the dignified look on their faces.

"Please come in," she said softly.

Those people did not answer. Instead, a young man, who seemed to be the leader, raised his eyebrows and asked straightforwardly, "Where is Jacob?"

Winnie heard the man's tone. It seemed ungentle and impatient to her. Upon hearing his words, she lost her respect to him. 'Did they speak like this when Mr. Michael was still alive?

How dare they come to the house rudely just after his death? It's so disgusting!'

"Mr. Jacob is having breakfast right now," Winnie answered politely. She was standing by the door with her fingers interlocked to each other. For some reason, her own answer made her feel somewhat awkward. Nevertheless, she had to endure her anger regardless of how extreme it felt. After all, she was aware of her obligations. She had to treat guests properly no matter what.

Besides, she was just a servant. She was not allowed to interfere. Not only that, but she was not in the place to call out guests just because she felt that she was in the right.

"How could you eat? Your father just died!" the uninvited man shouted as he walked to the kitchen. Although he had not reached the dining room yet, his remark had already been heard.

His tone and voice were undeniably annoying!

Hearing his irate words, Jacob lifted his gaze and looked at the man in front of him. It was Jonathan.

Behind him was a large group of directors from the family. Seeing them in the dining room made Jacob's eyebrows raise. Although he was trying his best to stay calm, he could not help himself but frown upon hearing Jonathan's words.

"Why? Am I not right? How could you eat when your father just died? You know what? You really have the potential to be a CEO. You're open-minded and indifferent."

"You two are divorced, aren't you? There was a lot of news about you before. Let me ask you this: What's your reward for speaking for Jacob?"

Jonathan cast a scornful glance at Sara. He removed his hand out of his pocket casually as if his words were not actually hurtful.

"You..." Sara was taken aback by his retort. She had seen people who tried to rub salt into someone else's wound, but Jonathan was remarkable among them. Michael had just died. How could Jonathan speak like that?

Jacob stretched out his hand and pulled Sara back as if to protect her. Then, with his eye, he hinted her to stop arguing with the likes of Jonathan. Jacob has been suppressing his anger with all his might. Even if he were to face these people on his own, he was confident that he could shut them up at once.

But because he was grieving right now, he did not want to deal with those people at the moment.

As long as they stayed away from him in the meantime, everything would be fine.

"If you have something to say, just say it. You don't have to be sarcastic." As soon as Jacob finished speaking, he took Sara's hand and walked out. James followed closely behind. Jacob had no interest in solving the dispute in the dining room.

If he did, he did not think that he would be able to eat there as long as he remembered this matter. Well, how could he eat when the faces of these disgusting people came to his mind?

Although some of them were actually kind, they did not have the courage to stand up and defend anyone at this time. Besides, they were at a disadvantage. There was no way they would oppose nor interfere.

The moment Jacob passed by Jonathan, he saw Jonathan was smirking. Because of this, he felt his temples throbbed in annoyance. As he moved past those people, he resisted the impulse to punch Jonathan in the face. With his fist clenched at the side of his body, he successfully walked out of the dining room without hurting anyone.

All of them made way for Jacob and the other two. It was only Jonathan who stirred up trouble. Some remained on neutral sides, and many others even sympathized with what just happened to Jacob.

After all, nobody ever wanted to see someone grieving after the death of his father.

What was more, they came here just to express their condolences. Most of them who agreed to come had no interests in joking around and stirring up trouble. Only a few of them had come to laugh at them. Those were the same people who were usually offensive and had a habit of chastising everyone that came their way.