Jacob lit his cigarette and leaned his back on his Bentley. His aura was truly an eye-catcher. Every passer-by couldn't help but glance at him with so much curiosity. However, Jacob was already used to it.
When he was just 20 years old, he thought his life was in a drama, and everyone wanted to watch it. As such, he desperately showed off to others. However, Jacob had already passed that stage of his life. Now, he just wanted to be an ordinary person who enjoyed privacy.
But it was easier said than done. His life was still an open window for the eyes of many. Whatever he did, he was still being watched and judged by countless people.
Of course, people who didn't know him might felt envious of the amount of attention he gained. But maybe after being in his shoes, no one would really like to be in his situation.
People would always envy other people's lives no matter how happy they were. After all, people were not contented with what they had. But there were some people, no matter how hard their situation was, they could learn to appreciate and entertain themselves.
Jacob held a cigarette in his right hand. He blew out the smoke whilst lost in his thoughts.
While he was smoking, he saw Sara clad in her white down jacket. Despite being spring, the northern breeze was still cold. He waved at her and saw how cute her reaction was when she saw him. Shock was all over her face.
"I was afraid you wouldn't come," she said. Then, she approached him.
"I'm the one who called you. Why will I be absent?" Jacob wiggled his eyebrows and explained seriously.
"Why didn't you tell me on the phone? At least if you told me, I would have come downstairs immediately. These past few days, the company was very busy because of several new orders. It's a new year. Besides, I feel good to be busy," she said softly.
With a sweet smile, Sara held Jacob's hand. He threw the cigarette in his hand before she stood beside him.
"I warned you that I don't want you to smoke. Why are you smoking again?" Sara frowned and, like a kitten, she sniffed him hard.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it just now." Jacob felt shy and conscious about his smell. It was the first time that he felt smoking was an awkward thing.
"So, how are you doing?" Sara glanced at Jacob and then at his side face that highlighted his perfect jawline.
Even now, she still blushed whenever she saw his handsome face.
Of course, she didn't dare admit it. She believed that actions spoke louder than words. She preferred showing her message through actions.
"Winnie made your favorite dishes today. Let's go home for dinner," Jacob softly said, afraid that Sara might saw his embarrassed face.
"Okay." Sara quickly nodded. "I miss the dishes cooked by Winnie so much. My mother said those dishes were delicious that day," she added. Excitement was evident in Sara's face.
"Well, she told me to pick you up. Get in the car so we can go home." Being a gentleman, he opened the door for her.
Sara really enjoyed the moment very much that she smiled unintentionally.
Life made them realize how important they were for each other. It was because of how life taught them that Sara felt that Jacob had finally taken her seriously.
After being with each other for a long time, Jacob became extra sweet with her. Unlike any other couple, the longer they stayed together, the more attention Jacob gave to her. It was as if his eyes were only for her. She felt grateful that Jacob gave importance to the people around him and also to the things around him.
Her eyes were full of admiration for the man she stared at.
"Is there anything wrong with my face?" he mocked when he noticed her stare.
"Nothing. I just feel like you're truly a handsome man," she uncontrollably replied so she covered her face.
"How does it feel to have a handsome husband?" Jacob asked back arrogantly with a hint of mockery in him.
The driver chuckled in his mind while driving the car.
Sara just surrendered, "I don't want to argue with you."
Jacob carefully took Sara's hand and asked, "So, how is the company? Is it doing great? When I withdrew my investments, your father forbids me from joining again."
Suddenly, her expression stiffened as she withdrew her hand. "Yeah, I agree with my father. Since you already took your investments, don't come back."
"Why are you acting like that? Are you still angry? I think you're enjoying yourself when you get angry at me." He frowned and deep inside he felt nervous.
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