Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 342

In life, people carried their feelings throughout their journey.

"I know it's already too late, Tasha, but I love you. I have to tell you that I love you. Do you know that I love you, Tasha? I have never told you that, but now I know it clearly."

As he put his arms around the tombstone, Carlos felt like he was embracing Tasha. Their fate had ended in this life.

Now, he could only hope that their love could last longer in another life.

Behind him was Sara, who turned around to walk away when she couldn't take it anymore. Her father needed more time to stay, so she decided to leave him alone, and wait for him at home.

Jacob put his arms around Sara's shoulders as they walked back to the car; none of them spoke.

Looking out of the car, Sara finally said, "Let's go home."

Even when they had arrived at home, Sara was still in a daze. She couldn't stop thinking about her mother. Maybe deep inside her heart, she must have forgiven her, no matter what Tasha had done when she was still alive. However, Sara didn't dare to imagine her father's current state.

Never did she imagine that her father had loved her mother deeply. Wasn't it difficult for a person to forgive someone who abandoned him or her?

It turned out that Carlos was different. He was strong, generous, brave and forbearing. That was why Sara hadn't noticed what he really felt.

Only now did she realize that her father had a hard time; that he was in pain. But of course, it didn't matter anymore. No matter what, she would help her father get through this.

After all, every time she was upset, her father always told her that she still had a family. Even if Jacob abandoned her, at least she still had him.

It was time for Sara to do the same thing. She would wait for him to come home, and make him feel he was not alone. Also, she wanted to thank her father for everything he had done for her.

Hours had already passed, but Carlos was still not at home. At first, Sara hadn't thought too much. But a little while later, she began to fidget.

They went to her mother's grave early in the morning. How come he hadn't come back when the sun had already set?

Therefore, Sara did the first thing that popped up in her mind—call Jacob. "Jacob, my father hasn't come home yet. Do you think something has happened?"

It could be told from the tone of her voice that she was anxious, so Jacob tried his best to comfort her.

"Don't worry, Sara. I'll ask someone to look for dad." The next second, he heard her sobbing from the other line.

"Okay, Jacob. I'll call my father again. If I still don't reach him, can we call the police?" Fear crept into Sara's heart, so she cried even more as she sat on the sofa.

"Well, I'll call the police first. It's okay. Don't worry." When the call ended, Jacob looked out of the window.

The whole city was shrouded in mist, and the air wasn't as fresh as before. Dust and smoke pervaded, making it difficult to see clearly.

Just as Jacob was about to contact his men to look for Carlos, Sara called to say that he was already home.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when Carlos came back home. He entered the house with a bright smile on his face, and food in his hands.

Shocked, Sara slowly stood up and walked towards her father at the door.

"Dad, where have you been? I thought something bad has happened to you." As she spoke, she carefully watched Carlos' facial expression to figure out what was wrong with him.

Indeed, it was strange that her father was smiling as if nothing had happened.

It was contrary to the devastated Carlos they left at the cemetery earlier this morning. "You must be hungry. Dad will cook something delicious for you today. You bring the food to the kitchen first." Then he handed the plastic bag of food to her.