"What happened?"
Sara became nervous and her voice was trembling. She was not as calm as Jacob.
"No, he just woke up later. It doesn't take long for him to be awaken everyday..."
James went to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He looked sad and could not continue.
The servant put the tea on the table beside the sofa.
Jacob didn't have time to drink. His lungs were actually filled with cold air, but he was not in the mood
to drink hot tea now.
Michael opened his eyes in a trance. Fortunately, he had lived one more day. Now he was lucky to live
one more day. Even if he woke up, he still had a splitting headache, but he could bear it.
Pain was always an accessory to being sober. If one wanted to be sober and live, one had to pay the
equivalent in exchange.
When Michael woke up, he looked at the ceiling and didn't know what was going on downstairs. Maybe
Jacob and Sara had come.
But his health condition was so poor. Michael sighed. His gray hair looked listless, and his old skin also
revealed a morbid state.
When he was young, he always thought he was made of iron. He could live on without breathing,
eating or sleeping.
Now he finally realized that iron men did not exist. If he did not take good care of his own health, he
would die of illness.
But it was not a big deal.
The key point was that what he had done finally paid off. Death was just the fate that everyone would
have.
Michael staggered to sit on the bed. Sometimes, his numb body even had no ability to feel the cold
temperature.
When the door of the bedroom was pushed open, Michael looked up. Now he even didn't have the
strength to speak. Such words like "come in" were extremely difficult to utter.
It turned out that a person could be so powerless.
Jacob opened the door and saw his father sitting on the bed. It was only a week. His father seemed to
have aged a lot.
"Dad, how are you? Are you okay?"
Jacob's voice was choked with sobs, but he tried his best to make his voice sound normal.
Hearing the subtle difference, Sara looked at Jacob's calm face and laughed at herself.
If he could take the place of others, Jacob wanted to bear the pain of his father.
If possible, he would save his father at all costs.
Without his father, he would not have his own life.
But now, in front of fate and illness, Jacob felt powerless in his heart.
It turned out that what we were proud of could be destroyed in an instant. He believed that his heart
was strong, but that's because it had not encountered any major incidents.
Sara also felt sad. She hated him. But she didn't feel happy when he was in pain and powerlessness.
Instead, it was as if she had personally felt his pain.
Putting her hand in her pocket, Sara clenched it tightly, as if it could relieve a little pain.
She was the witness of the whole thing and also participated in it personally.
"I'm fine. Come and have a seat with Sara."
At first, Michael wanted to wave his hand, but he found it was too difficult. He moved his fingers and
had to put them down slowly. With an amiable smile on his face, he held on till today only to see his
son and daughter-in-law.
His son and daughter-in-law didn't get along well with each other, which almost became a sore spot in
Michael's heart.
"How are you, Sara? Is it cold outside?"
Michael greeted Sara warmly. Every time he saw the sensible girl, he felt warm in his heart.
"I'm fine, Dad. How are you feeling?"
Sara's amber eyes were full of worry, which was like a ray of sunshine shining in Michael's heart.
"It doesn't matter. I'm fine as long as I see you."
Michael burst into laughter, but his laughter was lack of strength.
Jacob also adjusted his expression and stopped looking worried. The last thing his father wanted to
see was his worries and sadness.
"Let's go out first. It's time for lunch."
It seemed that Jacob was reminding Sara. His tone was so calm that no one could tell what he was
thinking about.
'I'm sorry to have you involved in such a sad thing.
I'm sorry that I have to let you witness my sadness again and again.'
Jacob's calm face gave Sara the power to calm down.
In front of Michael, no matter what, Sara wouldn't be against Jacob. Only in this way could she do what
she wanted to do most in the name of filial piety.
It was not easy for anyone to live. No one had always lived a relaxed life, and no one's life had always
been heavy.
Michael saw the two of them out and sighed.
It would be great if he could see them happy together in his lifetime. If he could have a grandson in his
lifetime, he would be satisfied to die.
Unfortunately, the two people in front of him seemed to have an indescribable gap and distance. They
stood so close, but felt so far away.
No one would believe it if they didn't see it with their own eyes.
Jacob came downstairs. The straight overcoat made his figure even taller. Even in such a cold winter,
there was no sign of bloated body. No wonder many people's hearts beat faster at the first sight of
Jacob.
Sara's paces were hesitating. Sometimes, when she stood behind Jacob quietly, she felt at ease.
Only when they didn't quarrel would she be in a trance.
Sometimes she felt that Jacob was cold and frightening, but sometimes he was considerate and pitiful.
Sara forced herself to cheer up. Hatred wouldn't last long and would finally fade away in a smile.
Jacob looked back at Sara's eyes. Her amber eyes seemed to be filled with many stories, shining.
There seemed to be regret, sadness and worry in his melancholy eyes... All kinds of complicated
emotions entangled together.
Shocked, Sara looked into Jacob's eyes. His eyes seemed to see through people's heart.
James, who was standing aside, watched the two silently.
After staring at each other for at least a minute, Jacob turned his head away.
"It's time for dinner, Uncle James. Dad should be hungry."
Jacob said abruptly. Just now, he almost couldn't help but go up to hold Sara in his arms.
If he hadn't been sober and if it hadn't been for the unpleasant thing that had just happened last night...
Jacob's mind was in a mess. No matter how hard he tried to drive away his inner thoughts, the name of
Alice from time to time reminded him of the dirty thing happened last night.
In the past, when he loved Alice, no matter what happened, it was natural. But now, it was clear that he
loved Sara. What happened was unbearable for him.
In the evening, at Michael's villa.
As usual, there was only one room for them two.
This time, it was not only Sara who felt embarrassed, but also Jacob.
Even though James wanted them to be together again, he was already a little resistant in his heart.
Jacob felt that his unfaithfulness had pushed Sara farther and farther away. Especially after the
divorce, at this critical moment, he had made a big mistake and could not change it.
He loved her, but he could no longer have her.
He loved her, but he couldn't speak it out.
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