Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 266 What Do You Want Me To Do

Jonathan turned around and looked at Sara. She was indeed beautiful, but she had never even thrown him a single glance. Why would he be polite to her?

To his surprise, several strong men rushed to him and tied him up.

"What do you think you're doing? Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Jonathan screamed as these men began to escort him out. The funeral wasn't over yet, why would he leave?

"Behave yourself, or we will kick you out. We don't know who you are, and we don't care," one of the strong men warned him in a low voice. If it weren't for the funeral, they wouldn't let go of Jonathan so easily.

"Who are those people?" Confusion was written all over Sara's face as she watched those men drag Jonathan out.

"I guessed that it wouldn't be so peaceful today, so I hired those people." Hearing this from James, she felt relieved.

It seemed that the days ahead of them wouldn't be so easy. Today was supposed to be a peaceful day, but it didn't turn out that way, so maybe their lives would be harder in the future.

But moving forward, they wouldn't tolerate someone like Jonathan again.

All the people left after the funeral. Everything went well except for the fact that Jonathan was thrown out.

Jacob heaved a sigh of relief. The funeral had finally come to an end. But it didn't mean that the pain that his father's death brought had also ended.

If there was any consolation he could think of, everyone would also die in the end.

It was better to die with arrogance than to live without dignity.

After saying goodbye to the guests, Jacob stood at the door and put his arm around Sara's shoulder.

"Thanks for all your help these past few days, Uncle James, Sara."

Standing beside him, James replied without taking his eyes away from the passers-by, "You don't have to thank us. These are all what we should do." At that moment, Sara had the urge to give Jacob a warm hug.

So she gently leaned against his chest, and patted his back. She didn't say anything, but her gesture was enough to reassure Jacob that things would get better in the future.

Too many unfortunate things happened last winter. Those things were like the flying catkins, haunting people's hearts. Fortunately, the past was gone.

For now, he could only hope that he wouldn't lose his remaining loved ones: James and Sara. Otherwise, he didn't know if he could still take the pain.

The most terrible thing about losing a loved one is that he has no one to celebrate with once he finally reaches his goals, and he could only endure the pain all alone.

On the next day, Jacob went to his father's tomb alone. It was really desolate after the death. Michael could only occupy such a small area.

There were beautiful and colorful flowers in front of his father's tomb, but the photo of his father on the tombstone was black and white.

Holding a bottle of wine and a glass, Jacob sat on the ground.

Now, he didn't care about his identity, nor did he care about his image. All he wanted now was to have a good talk with his father. He wanted to tell him everything he had always wanted to say, and what he hadn't had the time to say yet.

Sitting with his legs crossed, Jacob thought first about where he should begin.

"I used to think that you were too strict. Because in my memory, you seldom laughed. I was always careful not to make you angry. Now I think I have missed too much time. Even if you were angry with me, it could at least add to my memories of you."

As Jacob spoke, he opened the bottle and filled the glass with wine.

But it wasn't for him; it was for his father. So, he poured the glass of wine to the ground.

Afterwards, Jacob lit a cigarette and took a puff before he spoke again.

"I always think that as long as I work hard, I can fill up what's missing in you. You've always said that you didn't want to marry anyone else because you loved my mother, but I know that you didn't do it mostly because of me. You were afraid that I would be maltreated by others. You were worried that the woman you were going to marry might treat me badly while you were busy with your work."

The smoke passed his eyes, and for a few seconds, he couldn't see everything in front of him.

But Jacob had a feeling that his father must know his feelings.

If he hadn't experienced such a terrible loss, he wouldn't have known how to be this calm.

"I know you felt bitter, but you have never complained about life. Instead, you taught me to avoid the mistakes you made, and you taught me how to be strong. I know that you must have hated this word too. But you held on for so long. The world is always fair."Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

After saying this, Jacob looked around. This was the biggest cemetery in the city. With so many people lying here, his father should not be lonely anymore.

"I remember that when I was a child, I would look back at the house secretly before going out. I always felt lonely when I lost my mother. But when you had time, you would take me out to play and participate in summer camps. So in the end, I became a cold but sociable child."

As Jacob recalled the past, he realized that those were the most beautiful times of his life. However, it couldn't be turned back.

"As I grew older, I've always made you worry about me. I always had problems about my career. Look, I didn't even give you a peaceful funeral. But don't worry, I won't let anyone disturb you again. I promise you that. Dad, thank you for what you have done for me all these years."

When Jacob felt that a tear was about to fall from his eye, he took a drag on his cigarette. It was not good for his health, but it could ease his sadness. There were really people who found peace in smoking cigarettes, so they took the risk.

"I will be fine soon. Don't worry. Whenever I have to make a choice, I will think of what you want me to do if you are still alive. In this way, I won't make the wrong choice."

The corners of Jacob's mouth twitched. He wanted to smile, but he couldn't.

Perhaps, Jacob had lost his ability to smile for the meantime.

Feeling that he had already said all he had to say, Jacob sat in front of the tomb in silence for a while. He took this time, because he thought that this was just the right time to be lonely, and there was no better place to go.

Only God knew how long Jacob stayed sitting there. The wind was blowing on his face, but he didn't feel anything. When he finally stood up and recalled everything he had said, he thought he was too sentimental.

But he didn't regret it, because he had never been affectionate towards his father before. In fact, he even thought that if his father was still alive, he would definitely have a good drink with him and tell him everything that was on his mind.

But now, he had no chance to do so.

A week after the funeral, Jacob went back to the company. It felt like this accident had slowed down time. Never did he imagine that time could feel so slow but pass by so fast.

On the day he returned to the company, Jacob saw Cindy whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

When she handed him a cup of tea, she said sorry to him.

The very first thing that he thought of when he heard this was his father's death, maybe because he had been thinking about it all the time.

And because he wasn't in the mood the whole day, he had no chance to mention the remarriage. Reading the company's last quarter's operation report made Jacob feel restless.

The data showed that the revenue of the company almost plummeted, so he couldn't help but frown. It must be the impact of the explosion that had happened before, otherwise it wouldn't have plummeted like this.

Fortunately, it was just a 10% drop, so it was not too much for him to bear.

Jacob was staring out of the window from the top floor. 'Would people regret after jumping down from here?'

Thinking of this, Jacob laughed at himself in his mind.

Suddenly, he heard his cellphone rang.

So, he turned around to look at the direction where the sound was coming from.

Jacob walked over with his slender legs and picked up his phone. It was from an unknown number, but he knew who it was. After a short call, Jacob walked over and put on his coat.

Because of the phone call he just received, he had to go out now. It seemed that an investigation into Alice was meaningless now. However, since he had asked someone to do some investigation, it was better to know more about it.