Ex-wife, Please Come Back
Chapter 124 Couldn't Wait To Ask

Jacob sat on the sofa dejectedly, followed by Sara. The two kept a distance from each other.

James suddenly said, "By the way, you must haven't had breakfast yet, right? I've prepared it for you. It's in the dining room. Go and have breakfast." It seemed that James just remembered it. He really forgot it just now.

Jacob had planned to tell him that he didn't have appetite, but it made Sara feel embarrassed to eat alone. He had no choice but to take Sara to the dining room.

The silent atmosphere was like a thick wall between the two people. It made Sara too depressed to breathe. She had to bear it.

All kinds of appetizing food were placed on the table. Glancing at Jacob, Sara thought, 'Although I'm not in the mood to eat, I have to pretend. Otherwise, it's not reasonable.'

Sitting down to eat the breakfast quietly, Sara didn't say anything. She was afraid that her words would make Jacob unhappy, although she didn't know why she cared so much about it. Maybe it was because of Michael.

Jacob looked at Sara, who was eating breakfast silently, and asked, "Sara, why do people die?"

Sara was almost choked by his words. Although she had tried so hard to avoid mentioning the word "death". She didn't expect Jacob would put it forward.

After a pause, Sara continued, "Everything has a beginning and an end."

Jacob squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something after hearing this. After a long while, Jacob asked, "Where is the master you mentioned last time?"

Raising her eyes to look at Jacob, for a moment, Sara felt that he was not that annoying.

Jacob stopped. He had no appetite, and now it was even more difficult for him to eat.

"Sara, thank you for coming with me today." Jacob still looked indifferent, but there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.

After a pause, Sara looked up at Jacob. She didn't know since when the arrogance and coldness in Jacob's eyes had disappeared. Was it an illusion? She still answered calmly, "It's ok. It's my duty. Michael treated me well."

There had been servants waiting next to them, but Jacob let them out. In the big dining room, Jacob wanted to say something, but he couldn't. It seemed that he had foreseen the rejection of Sara. Perhaps, there was something that could only be buried in the heart. Jacob lowered his eyes and said softly, "You're already hungry. Eat more."

With a shrug, Sara took a sip of porridge while recalling what Jacob had said.

Because people would hesitate if they had too many choices. It only proved that there was no favor, and everything in front of them was the same. So did the breakfast in front of them.

After hesitating for a while, Sara finally picked up an omelet. She was used to eating other foods, and finally she found that the simpler the food, the more exquisite it was.

Just like the cake in front of her, it was a simple cake. However, when the cook introduced it to her for the first time, Sara was shocked.

Eggs were imported from New Zealand. Even the water was transported back home after melting the snow in the Alps. Not to mention other ingredients. Such good materials to cook naturally was not bad. The egg cake was crispy and soft.

However, the food on the table in front of Sara was hard for her to swallow. She knew how Jacob felt at this time. Since they had divorced, the two had no intersection. However, one day of married life breaded a hundred days' attachment. Sara didn't have the heart to ignore him.

Jacob didn't need her sympathy. Sara knew it this better than anyone else. However, it was precisely because of this that Sara felt difficult to do so. She could not even say a word to comfort him. After having the meal awkwardly, Sara breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely relaxed. It was time for Michael to wake up.

The two of them walked to the living room in silence. James was watering flowers on the balcony. Jacob walked over and leaned against James's back. The magnolia, kaleidoscope and cacti were still luxuriant in the early winter.

On both sides of the balcony, there was a potted Podocarpus macrophyllus. In the tradition, the meaning of Podocarpus macrophyllus was to live a long life and bring good luck and health to the family. This was James's favorite potted plant.

Simple and elegant. James was an interesting person. Different from others, he had a wide range of hobbies. Besides, James was only in his early 50's. He looked very young.

James looked back at Jacob and pointed at the Podocarpus macrophyllus in front of him with his left hand. "When I was about to buy it, my brother said it was not beautiful. However, my brother liked this Podocarpus macrophyllus the most. I have to come here to water myself every day."

Jacob nodded. He took the watering can from James and sprinkled some water into the brawny basin. "Is my father still in a coma? Did you call the family doctor?" "The family doctor has been living in the villa since last month, but it produced very little effect." James lowered his head and seemed to have something difficult to say. "Uncle James, tell me what happened? Why doesn't my father want to go to the hospital?" Jacob changed the subject. He couldn't help but turn to look at Sara. Seeing this, Sara was confused, although she couldn't tell what was going on. But ever since Sara came to see Michael today, she had been restless.

However, it was not the right time to think too much, after being stunned for a moment, Sara wanted to know what James would say.

"When he went to the hospital that day, I had something to deal with, so the doctor told him the result directly. The cancer cells spread and he had a recurrence of an old illness. From that day on, he has been asking me to go back to the company to get my shares. " James sighed and looked out of the window far away.

Jacob was stunned. Only he knew what his father meant. Although Sara didn't understand, she could guess.

Jacob felt tired. It seemed that he could be defeated in an instant. But Jacob didn't say anything. He looked into the distance in a daze with James.

"Uncle James, welcome you come back at any time." Jacob couldn't even smile.

"It will be soon. Maybe next week. The sooner, the better. Undue delay may bring trouble." James squinted his eyes. Maybe this was the last thing he could do for Jacob. Even though there were many obstacles, James was still full of confidence.

The son of his elder brother was just as his own son.

At this moment, the servant hurried to the front and whispered, "Mr. James, Mr. Jacob, Mrs. Sara, Mr. Michael is awake."

Jacob quickened his pace. He had to take a good look at his father and persuade him to go to the hospital. Even if the family doctor was very brilliant, the family environment was not better than the hospital.

James and Sara followed Jacob closely. The three stepped on the marble floor and went up the ivory stairs. From the reflection of the ground, it could be seen that they looked solemn.

Jacob strode up to the second floors. When he arrived at the door of Michael's bedroom, he gently pushed the door open for fear of disturbing Michael.

When he opened the door, he saw Michael half-sitting on the bed with a pale face.

"Dad, you finally wake up. How do you feel?" Jacob couldn't wait to ask.