At that very moment, the woman, whom Jacob loved dearly, was sitting right in front of him. Sara winked her beautiful eyes and asked playfully, "Are you done?"
Jacob smiled awkwardly and answered, "Yes, I am."
"It's my turn then," Sara said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Jacob asked with furrowed brows. He was clearly confused by her words.
"I lied. My father isn't home." Sara knew him well that she flinched as soon as she finished speaking.
She was right for doing so. Jacob pretended to be angry at her and was about to reached out his arm to tickle her. "How could you lie to me?"
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Sara by the waist, to which she dodged by rolling on the sofa. However, Jacob, being nimble and all, succeeded in catching her. She could not help but burst out laughing as he tickled her at the sides.
The pair played and teased each other like children until Sara begged for mercy. "Stop! Ha-ha! I'm sorry!"
Jacob stopped immediately after that. He then gazed at Sara, whose hair was messy and ruffled. Her candid beauty made him think that she looked more beautiful than ever.
He was so fascinated by her. Before he knew it, he was already on top of her while staring into her eyes.
He was so close to her that Sara could feel his breath on her cheeks, making her face blush in anticipation.
Even though they had been married for years, she still blushed every time he was near.
It is said that people who easily blush are timid. However, Sara believed otherwise. It did not make sense to her. Why was she even blushing?
But she could not care less. Jacob knew her very well anyway.
For Sara, it was better to hear a sincere apology once than hear an insincere one a hundred times.
That was the reason why she was so shaken when Jacob apologized to her. Of course, she did not forgive him right away. She was a prideful and dignified woman, was she not?
Deep inside, she saw herself as a princess who deserved to be spoiled with love. Nobody was allowed to hurt her, scold her, or yell at her, even if it was Jacob.
"Sara, I came here because I was hungry." Jacob looked at her, his grievances apparent in his eyes. Just as he finished speaking, his stomach suddenly growled, confirming his words.
Sara looked at him in surprise. Hearing his stomach's growl, she could not help but burst into laughter again.
"Are you stupid? Can't you just eat outside?" She laughed so hard that her tummy hurt, making her clutch her belly. For a moment, she forgot about her life's mishaps and troubles.
Whenever she was with Jacob, she felt comfortable and at ease. She forgot everything that had happened, even if it was Jacob who brought those troubles to her.
"I can have dinner anywhere, but I can't eat without you,"
Jacob said seriously while staring into her eyes.
Sara's hand stopped midair upon hearing his words. It turned out that he had gotten better in saying his feelings for her.
Although Jacob was now good at saying sweet words, showing and expressing his genuine feelings was not something he could practice.
All of a sudden, Sara fell silent and became serious. With her legs crossed on the sofa, she looked at him and asked solemnly, "What are you going to do, Jacob?"
With a heavy sigh, Jacob ruffled his hair and confessed to her everything that had happened these past few days. Sara listened intently. Although she knew that it was only right for him to send Alice to the hospital, she felt uncomfortable.
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