Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 353

'Maybe he was serious before, ' thinking Alice when she was dwelling in the past. 'When did our love begin to change? To put it another way, when did Jacob no longer love me?'

She could feel that he wasn't as excited as she thought when he picked her up at the airport, but she chose to keep it to herself.

This was just how people have always been. She could feel their love fading like a flickering candle in the dark, but she just could not accept it. At the back of her mind, she thought that he just might be having some interest in others out of longing, but it wasn't the truth. She had no idea that his love for her was really gone for good.

It could be said that love was a spontaneous feeling that could happen in an instant, but if someone was to change their heart, then it would be close to impossible to reverse that. Alice arched up a bitter smile as she continued to ponder. She rudely confronted Jacob's assistant as soon as she received a call from her.

"Why didn't Jacob call me himself? How many times must I remind you to be clear to him about my words? You stupid piece of crap! If you can't do your job properly, don't waste everyone's time and quit already!"

Her anger exploded, but the woman on the other end of the line just hung up the phone without a word.

Alice held the phone, summoning all her strength to clench her hand into a fist. She was speechless. First she found out that she couldn't feel Jacob's love anymore, and now even his assistant had lost respect for her.

She was almost on the verge of throwing her phone out of anger when she noticed that it received a message from his assistant.

"I have told Mr. Jacob what you said."

The simple words were almost like a bucket of cold water that washed over her. Yet somehow, it was the most devastating set of words she received ever since she got here. She stared into oblivion and her mind wandered somewhere else. She tightly held the phone in her hand that it could break at any moment.

She was forced to live in a foreign place and couldn't go back. Shadows suddenly cast themselves across her face and the voice in her mind became clearer. If she didn't have the chance to have him back, she would destroy him.

She just couldn't let her efforts to survive what she suffered go in vain without Jacob paying the price. 'It's not fair. I was alone for a long time, just so he could be left unbothered with his woman, ' she thought. It was indeed unfair for her. All the things that should have belonged to her slipped right out of her hands.

She dug her fingers deeper into the arm rests of her chair as her anger raged on. She gnashed her teeth, and her eyes resembled that of a hungry predator as they glowed red in the dark.

Sara kept her silence and uncomfortably looked up to the car's front. The scenery outside was beautiful, but she wasn't in the mood for it. It was the same scenery that she had seen multiple times.

But her mood changed with what was happening around her. She always felt the mixture of joy and sorrow. Sara heaved a sigh. She noticed that Jacob was not as gentle as before.

She was quite sure about that because he would get very concerned about her even with just a single sneeze. But today, he didn't bother talking to her.

His indifference made Sara feel anxious in return. If it weren't for something extremely important that he had to prioritize it above everything else, he wouldn't act like this.

He caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eyes. He knew he had gone too far today. But when he thought of the consequences, he felt that it was necessary to remain silent.

Jacob had thought of many excuses he could come up with, including the right approach to engage a conversation, but when he thought that he had to tell her the truth sooner or later, he felt a slight ache lingering in his heart.

The discomfort he felt from all that overthinking was unbearable. He wanted to tell Sara everything and get it over with, but he just didn't have the strength to even open his mouth. Even he himself was fed up with his indecisiveness, and the atmosphere inside the car was almost suffocating for him.

His thoughts kept spinning on and on, and he couldn't do anything but stay silent through it all. Jacob's face turned grim.

He felt almost claustrophobic from the limited space he was in; like there were four walls closing in, and he had no way to escape.

Sara walked up to him from behind as soon as they arrived home, she moved quite different. It was probably because she was upset. Deep inside, Jacob wanted to go and hug her, but he decided it was not necessary. He kept reminding himself about what he should do, and unnecessary actions weren't one of them.

He decided not to touch her so long as this matter wasn't resolved. Sara observed him, and she somehow felt a feeling of security and comfort.

However, she could see that something was still a little off between them. She just followed him into the villa. She shouldn't have come here today. He changed his mood so quickly that she couldn't help but get worried sick.

As he entered the villa, a desperate smile appeared on his face.

"Let's have dinner first, honey." Jacob gave her a doting look, and noticed that she wasn't so happy about the situation. However, he could do nothing about that. He knew his hands were tied, and he had no choice. He proceeded to set up the table for her.

Even Winnie seemed to notice something different. She figured it was between the two of them, so she left without saying a word.

Jacob took a few bites, and he didn't look like he had an appetite at all. The vibe in the table felt rather awkward, and he put down his fork to break the silence.

He looked at Sara with a blank expression, and said, "What's the matter, honey? If you have something in mind, let's talk about it after dinner, okay?"

Sara slightly nodded as she glanced back at him. She picked up her fork, and began to eat. No matter how well it was prepared, the food still somehow tasted bland.

She couldn't put her finger on how and where she went wrong, but her hunger faded away for some reason. It was as if she was full of her anger at him that she didn't need to eat her dinner. Her rage went even bigger when she looked at him and he was wearing an empty expression.

Jacob was getting bolder day by day. Soon after they finished the dinner, she walked to the sofa in the living room, and sat cross legged with a pillow in her hand. As if reciprocating his usual blank expression, she stared at him as he stood there about two meters away from her.

As the light touched his figure, the lines of his feature seemed to be more pronounced. His thin hair resting easy on his forehead made him look active. After all these years, he didn't seem to have aged at all.

Sara, on the other hand, felt lucky that she hadn't changed so much as well. Aside from the fact that described how she stayed young in terms of looks, her heart also stayed in the right place. He turned and walked over to her while staring rather oddly.

However, she moved aside intentionally in order to avoid him. One could tell how pissed off she was.

But he took his time. After all, he figured that what would happen next was the thing he would have to explain. But how could he explain it if he couldn't speak out in the first place?

She had been waiting for him for such a long time. The truth of the matter was that it was all too much for her. Jacob felt his guilt creeping over him as well. He couldn't stand the idea that she suffered so much for his sake.

However, he knew that love was never meant to only satisfy one's desire. He continued to look at her with blank eyes, and thought of how much of a beautiful woman she was. If only not for the current difficult situation, he would've praised her by now.

But today was different. The nature of the conflict he was worried about right now was that it was a race against time, and if he couldn't resolve it before it could totally ruin their relationship, then everything would be over for him. As of this moment, he totally had no idea how to deal with it.

He couldn't remember what happened that night at all. If only he could recall something about that night, it would be much easier. But everything happened so fast that the whole thing was blurred out of his memory.

He slowly heaved a sigh after he took a deep breath, and said, "Sara, I have to tell you something."

Her heart began to pound wildly as soon as she heard those words. 'That can't be good, ' she thought. She knew that opening up a conversation that way would always end up in a disaster.