Sara, who had been leaning on Jacob's shoulder, looked up to him. No matter how cold his expression
seemed to be, she somehow felt some warmth from it.
"Who told you that? My wife always looks good no matter what she wears. I just think that a corporate
outfit is too formal for you," Jacob explained hastily. The last thing he wanted was for Sara to
misunderstand him.
"Well, it's fine. I'm going to change this outfit anyway. Don't worry. I know what you mean." She slowly
reached out her hand and gently stroked his face.
Meanwhile, the driver did the best that he could to blend in with the background and not ruin the
atmosphere. He remained silent under the steering wheel and thought how the couple behind him
couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Even an ordinary person like him had to witness their show of affection. Nevertheless, the scene was
such a sight for sore eyes. He had never seen this side of his boss before.
Jacob usually acted so cold and arrogant. Seeing him behave the complete opposite wasn't something
one would be able to see every day. The driver briefly glanced towards Sara through the rear mirror.
There must be something special about this woman that Jacob was so loyal to her.
Most rich people would have mistresses. No matter how beautiful their wives were, they would still
cheat on them. This proved that a man was always unfaithful in their marriage, wasn't it?
However, the driver couldn't see any sign that Jacob would do that. He had to admit that his boss was
a rare man. At least, that was what he thought.
If he knew about what his boss had done before, he would have probably had a different opinion.
However, a prodigal who had returned was more precious than gold.
At least now he knew how to cherish what he had since he had once experienced loss.
Jacob wouldn't admit how difficult it had been during the time when Sara had disappeared. He would
never mention that to anyone, yet he wouldn't forget about it either.
During that time when he woke up in the middle of the night, he had forgotten that he had divorced and
that Alice had returned. To him, Sara was like a sweet dream.
Because it was such a sweet dream, the memories were clearly etched on his mind even after she was
gone. He had lost that dream once, so now he understood how lucky he was to have Sara by his side.
Fate had brought her back to him, and he felt lucky because of it. This time around, Jacob would not let
her go. He would be an idiot to abandon the person he cherished the most.
The city was surrounded by blazing lights that reflected on the car's windows. Jacob had a stoic
expression on his face as his eyes darted towards the scenery outside.
Other people might have thought highly of him, but through Sara's eyes he was just an ordinary
person. His mistake made him feel guilty and ashamed whenever he faced her.
To make up for his past actions, he could only start by showing her how much he cared about her. A
person who loves someone would know how to treat them well. This was Jacob's best reflection on life.
Taking his gaze away from outside the window, his eyes darted towards Sara who was now sleeping
soundly against his shoulder. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly lift up to form a small
smile as he observed her beautiful features. Maybe she got exhausted from dealing with the company's
affairs, or that she was just too comfortable around Jacob that she had fallen asleep in no time.
Careful not to suddenly wake her up, Jacob felt like he had been holding his breath as he sat still.
Even when they had finally arrived at the gate of the villa, Sara was still asleep. He waited for a few
minutes and let her be before deciding to wake her up.
As soon as Sara woke up, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around. That was when she had
realized that Jacob was only waiting for her.
"Oh, did I fall asleep? Why didn't you just wake me up when we arrived?" As she nudged him out of the
car, he stood by door and waited for her to get off.
She couldn't help but give him a warm smile at the gesture. How could she not understand what Jacob
meant?
He made her feel at ease.
After she was done changing her clothes, she slowly made her way down the stairs. As Jacob caught
sight of her, his mouth slightly opened as he unconsciously gaped at his wife.
Sara had donned herself in a white evening dress. Her hands were lightly sliding through the railing of
the stairs while she gracefully walked down the stairs looking so elegant and beautiful.
"Who are you? What have you done to my wife?" Jacob asked. He raised his eyebrows as he wore a
serious expression.
"What are you talking about?" Sara shrugged.
"Forget it. I won't make fun of you. You look so beautiful in that dress, honey. Won't you feel cold,
though?" Jacob furrowed his eyebrows as he worried that his wife might tremble from the cold wind
outside.
"It's okay. I have a cloak." She simply smiled. Then, just like how a magician would, she suddenly took
out a red cloak from behind and gave it a shake.
"Come on, let me put it on you," Jacob told her. The eagerness in his face was obvious as he couldn't
help but clap his hands before approaching her.
Sara couldn't help but smile at how he acted and proceeded to go down the remaining stairs. With her
chin held up, she took every step towards her husband confidently. Her finesse made it seem as if she
was a natural.
Jacob's eyes bore onto the woman in front of him. He couldn't believe that he almost lost this beautiful
and intelligent creature. Fortunately, he seized the opportunity.
"What do you think? Does it look good?" After putting on Sara's cloak, he hugged her from behind and
whispered in her ear.
"It looks perfect. Let's go." Sara smiled affectionately at her husband and didn't bother to push him
away.
"To be honest, I don't want to attend the party." Jacob cautiously let out those words and waited for
Sara's reaction.
"What are you talking about? Why?" Sara asked as she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Your beauty only belongs to me. I don't want the others to see it." As Jacob said this, he caressed the
side of her face as his feather-like touch brushed through her earlobes.
Sara's heart started pounding loudly and she felt her legs weakening at the same time from Jacob's
actions.
He had left her speechless for a good few minutes. When Jacob had enough, he finally let go of her
and gave her a light peck on the cheek.
With a glint in his eyes, he leaned his forehead against hers and whispered, "Let's go."
"Okay," she murmured. Her hands reached over to Jacob to hold him, revealing her smooth and fair
skin.
The moment Jacob's hand touched hers, she immediately flinched in surprise as if she had come into
contact with something as cold as ice. "What's wrong? Are you cold?" Jacob asked.
She could only nod and shake her head at the same time.
"It doesn't matter. Winter is about to pass and spring is just around the corner." Jacob also smiled and
rubbed his hands.
His wife noticed this and grabbed his hand to rub it as well.
"Let me warm your hands." With a very gentle smile on her face, Sara looked at Jacob with tender and
loving eyes.
"Don't do this. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave." Jacob coughed.
This made Sara blush uncontrollably. For some reason, this made her look even more attractive.
As soon as they climbed inside the car, Jacob's phone started ringing.
"Hello, Jacob. Where are you?" Noah called, his voice clearly laced with concern.
"We're still at home but we're already about to leave. Don't worry." As Jacob answered, his eyes
glanced over to Sara.
Sara sat silently and looked straight ahead when the car started moving out slowly.
"I thought you got lost. Can you hurry up getting here? Everyone is here and they are all waiting for the
both of you. You guys are the main guests for tonight."
Judging from Noah's tone, he was obviously getting anxious.
Judging from the background noise through the phone, Jacob could tell that there were many people
present.
"I'll be right there. See you later," he said. Then, he hung up the phone and smiled at Sara.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Raising an eyebrow, she had a curious look on her face that Jacob
thought was adorable. She then reached out her hand to her arms and tried to smoothen out her cloak.
"Are you cold?" Noticing her gesture, Jacob handed over the down jacket to Sara.
She gladly took it and put it on, smiling happily from the warmth that it gave her.
"It's Noah. He was worried that we haven't arrived yet. He thought that something had happened to us."
Jacob put away his phone inside his pocket as he explained about the phone call.
"Well. I guess they're getting impatient. We are not the type of people to be on time after all," Sara said
with a bit of guilt when she felt a strong hand on her shoulder.
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