Ex-wife, Please Come Back
Chapter 130 Pale Face

Hearing that, Sara burst out a loud laugh, making Jacob feel ashamed "Uncle, can't you say something good?"

Jacob didn't expect that his uncle would tell such things to Sara, and Sara, who said she didn't care, was laughing so happily.

Thinking of this, Jacob felt much better. As long as Sara was happy, he had nothing else to say. It's just that he had never pleased girls with the embarrassing stories in his early age.

Frowning, Jacob sat aside and pretended to be angry, "Uncle, you betrayed me."

Sara was surprised to see that Jacob would act like a spoiled child. A smile appeared on her face, as if her anger against him had faded a lot today.

James continued, "When Jacob was eleven years old, he was in grade five of primary school. He fought with other children. At last, my brother was invited to school. He was too busy, and I went to the school in the name of him."

Jacob's mind flew back to the past. At that time, his mother had passed away, and he had become unsociable. One of his classmates knew her mother's death one day. As he was not getting well with Jacob, he called him as an orphan.

Jacob picked up the pencil in his hand and poked him. Fortunately, it was winter, and his classmate was just frightened.

Since then, Jacob had been regarded as a dangerous person. No one dared play with him. Except for Noah, who grew up together with him, no one else really knew him.

Jacob slightly narrowed his eyes, listening to his uncle dominating the conversation with his past. "I still remember that affair. Until today, I don't know why Jacob fought. Maybe he had forgotten it.

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"But I remember clearly that Jacob didn't cry no matter how my brother beat or scolded him after he came back. Since then, I knew that this child will be able to achieve huge success in the future. Although he is a little stubborn, it is precisely because of this character that he seized the position of the president of the Shi Group today. His cousin Jonathan is no match for him. " James said slowly.

There was a question in Sara's heart. What made Jacob so cold and ruthless? She looked up at Jacob sitting before her. The stove fire was shining in Jacob's eyes, like a dancing spirit.

Sara didn't ask Jacob about her question. Even if she wanted to know the answer, she would never ask Jacob. This was her principle. In the past few years, no matter what Jacob wanted to do, Sara never asked why, so Jacob never explained.

Today, there was no difference. Sara didn't ask, Jacob didn't explain. Once the reason was spoken out, it would irritate Sara. So there is no need to do that.

James narrowed his eyes and continued, "Jacob is a good boy. He was obedient and he had never had a puppy love. In fact, he almost had never been in love with girls before he met you. That's partly why his EQ was not enough. He is so dull now, you must already knew that."

Hearing that, Sara curled her lips and didn't say anything. However, Jacob was feeling dissatisfied. "Uncle, must you say this before others?"

Hearing that, Sara felt a little embarrassed. Thinking that she had become "others" for Jacob, she lost interest in listening to the story.

"Uncle, let's talk about something else. For example, about your work... " Sara didn't even look at Jacob, but she knew how to behave properly. She couldn't mention the love affair of James.

The more lonely someone looked like, the more fierce his love might be. Maybe ordinary people couldn't notice this, but there must be a lot of stories behind the loneliness. Sara didn't want to hurt James, just as she didn't want to mention Jacob to others.

No matter how sad one thing was, if no one mentioned it, it won't hurt. She could bear all the sadness herself. But once the thing was spoken out, things would be different. No matter the listener could feel the sadness of the speaker or not, it would both add to the pain and sadness of the speaker.

The constant recalling was a kind of circular torture. After all, he or she would feel be hurt as long as he or she couldn't forget about the sadness.

The coldness in Jacob's eyes disappeared temporarily. "I just don't think it's necessary to mention those embarrassing things. I mean nothing else."

Sara's heart skipped a beat. Was Jacob explaining his words? Misunderstandings were inevitable among different people. If it weren't for Jacob's explanation, she would have thought a lot. Even if they had separated, the bad impression of each other had been fixed in their hearts. Naturally, any words said by one party would be regarded as with bad intention by the other party if not explained.

For a moment, Sara lost her interest for chatting. James had noticed the change of Sara's mood, "Forget about it. Let's call it a day. Anyway, I have a good chat with you, Sara."

While eating the sunflower seeds, Sara felt a little thirsty. "Yes, I'm also happy to chat with you, uncle. Then she picked up a cup of tea on the table next to her. The tea was a bit cold, but it was not freezing. She took a big sip and felt warm in her stomach.

Jacob sat beside the stove, staring blankly at the fire in front of him.

Love was so unpredictable. It could be made clear within several words, but now it was impossible to make it clear anyway for him. The uncertainty of love and the limitation of his thoughts finally put himself in the prison of love.

Jacob looked up at the smiling face of Sara. He sighed in his heart, 'We are so close to each other, yet we're also far away from each other.' They were so close to each other that Jacob could touch Sara with his hands; they were so far away from each other that Jacob felt that they were not in the same world.

But he kept unchanged on his face. Sometimes when he thought of the happiness when they got married, he couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that their marriage was so happy back then. But he chose to take the risk and continued to look for happiness from others.

He didn't cherish the happy life in his hand. Then he lost the happy life and had to pursue it from the beginning. How ridiculous.

Night fell and it's time to go to bed. Michael was not there, everything was arranged by James.

The servants had already gone to bed. Squinting his eyes, Jacob was about to go to his previous bedroom. But at that time, he shared the room with Sara. It seemed that they would live separately today. He was waiting for James's arrangement.

James frowned and said, "I didn't know you would come until yesterday, so the guest room was not well prepared. I used to clean only one room as usually no one lived in other rooms. It's my fault. I forgot to ask the servant to clean one more room, so there is only one room available for you two. "

Jacob also stopped. He looked back at James and asked, "So?"

Sara also stopped with bad presentiment. She felt that something bad would happen.

"There is only one room. Of course Sara should sleep there. But it's so cold today, it's also improper for Jacob to sleep on the sofa in the living room...... What do you think, Sara?" James said calmly, as if it was a natural thing.

What did he mean? It was obvious that he wanted Jacob and her to sleep in the same room. It's true that it's too cold for Jacob to sleep on the sofa. Although it was just an excuse for James to bring Jacob and her together, she didn't have a proper reason to refuse his arrangement.

With a straight face, she pretended to be calm. Unexpectedly, Jacob said first, "I have no objection. I don't know if Sara is okay with that."

Sara cursed Jacob for being shameless in her heart, but she didn't lose her temper on the surface.

"Then let's share a room." With a pale face and a little embarrassment, Sara agreed.