Sara noticed later on that Jacob wasn't as narrow-minded as she remembered him to be.
On the contrary, she was the one who was narrow-minded most of the time. The thought of this gave her mixed feelings.
With pursed lips, she glanced over to the sign board above them.
"Fate Restaurant". The name seemed to fit their experience quite well. At the very least, she had originally thought Jacob was her unlucky fate.
She rolled her eyes at how ironic the name sounded. Eventually, Jacob had noticed where she directed her gaze at.
"Don't you think that it suits us well?" he asked. Raising his eyebrows, he peeked over to the side to get a better glimpse of her reaction.
"Are you a mind reader?" Sara coughed and felt her cheeks burning up.
The man's eyes softened as he silently continued to stare back at his wife.
"Do you want to know what I was thinking back then?" His lips curled up to form a wicked smile.
She raised an eyebrow and looked at him curiously, wondering if he thought the same thing.
"She must be my unlucky fate." Observing him from the corner of her eye, she stuck out her tongue at him and smirked.
"It looks like you really are my mind reader." Jacob laughed at the comment, but as soon as he noticed her expression he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
"What are you smirking for? It seems like you thought the same thing." He poked Sara on the side and tickled her. How could she think of him that way?
He couldn't stand the thought of it.
At the same time, the woman suddenly ran away in a hurry.
After distancing herself several meters away, Jacob felt helpless as Sara stared at him mischievously.
"Let's stop talking about me. Didn't you say so yourself? We're even."
She gave him a shrug as her expression towards him softened.
"Okay. Fine." The reserve tone in his words suddenly caught her off guard.
"What the hell?" She walked up to him as if she was going to give him some beating while he let out a soft chuckle.
"Honey, I just remembered that our flight will be leaving in an hour. We have to hurry up if you don't want us to miss it." His lips formed a smirk as he enjoyed the moment teasing her as the woman looked at him incredulously.
"What? Why are you only telling me this now?" she hissed.
Jacob held her hand and smiled. "I didn't want to force you."
She was at a loss for words. After blinking a few times at him, she quickly dashed inside the restaurant.
There was a big shift in her mood from last time. She heaved a sigh of relief while he continued to maintain a smile on his face.
Jacob couldn't really explain it, but most of his sorrows melted away as long as he saw the woman in front of him.
It didn't matter if there were still some that remained. He was able to bear it.
Sara was like a cure to his disease. She could see the gentleness in his eyes as he fixed his eyes on her.
"Wait for me," he said.
Much to his surprise, his wife only turned around and gave him an eye-roll. "No, I won't."
He stared silently at her with his mouth agape. 'Who on earth has spoiled this woman?' It was no question that he was the only person to blame.
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