Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 35

They had never revealed their feelings to each other, but they knew each other well. This was probably the most precious part of kinship.

"Dad. It's not your fault. You can't think so. It's all my choice. No one forced me. I volunteered to do everything. It's my fault that I didn't choose the right person. It's not your fault. " Sara said firmly.

Sara's happiness was Jacob. Even Jacob didn't love her. Did her happiness change? If you can't get it, it will exist. Love won't disappear.

Carlos clenched her fists and looked miserable. People's pain always came from the anger of their incompetence.

He waved her hand, indicating beckoning Sara to go out.

For Sara, the pain in his life was direct, but such ending was an indirect pain to Carlos. Besides, the pain didn't come all of a sudden. It was just that she didn't want to go on a blind date.

Sara went back to her office. She couldn't fall down for her father's sake.

In the afternoon, Sara had been concentrating on studying the cooperation contract between her and Ethan, which required both parties to see clearly the terms of the contract. Even if the cooperation was successful, Jacob was still an important partner of Carlos's group. He could only take it step by step and gradually let the company run independently.

If she didn't cooperate with Jacob, her father's company wouldn't go bankrupt immediately, but it would come to a deadlock and be on the verge of bankruptcy. If Jacob still wanted to suppress his company, she would have to go bankrupt. Sara couldn't let her father's lifelong efforts go in vain. Besides, she had sacrificed so much.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, it was time to get off work. Sara turned on her phone and checked the WeChat.

Bess sent a message, "How are you doing these two days, Sara?"

"The situation is worse than before. Both of our parents have known that we have divorced and they knew Emily's existence. Alice is pregnant. "

After editing the message, Sara sent it. She stood up and thought it was time to go home.

As soon as she put the phone in her bag, it rang.

Noticing it was from Bess, Sara answered, "Hello, Bess."

"Sara, are you in the company? Have you had dinner yet? Let's meet and talk. I'll pick you up. " Bess said anxiously.

"Well, okay. I have planned to go home just now." Sara had no choice but to stay in the office to wait her.

20 minutes later, Bess called, "Come downstairs, Sara. I'll take you to eat something delicious downstairs."

After saying okay, Sara hung up the phone.

Bess was already 26 years old. And she was still single. In the final analysis, she was too picky. After all, there were very few men that could attract Bess's attention. Moreover, Bess's family was rich, unless the man was from a family of equal social rank. It was rare to meet men with equal social status. Even if they were, they were affluent young playboys. 'Sure enough, it's not easy to find a mate if a woman is too good, ' Sara sighed.

Sara went downstairs slowly. Bess was downstairs. Bess tied her hair into a bun, looking a little nifty and younger. She was wearing a light gray dress with a waist pinched, and a pair of white high-heeled shoes of 5 centimeters high, which made her look refreshing.

Even Sara couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Bess had a good taste and had a variety of styles. Didn't she deserve to be picky?

Sara blinked.

Bess rolled her eyes at Sara and said, "Sara, don't exaggerate. You are a beauty and you have to pretend that you haven't seen a woman before."

Embarrassed, Sara coughed and said, "I don't usually see you in dress! So I take a few more looks. "

"That's sheer nonsense! I usually wear dress. It's because you don't pay much attention to me!" Bess complained.