Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Cindy almost burst into tears when she told him about the news but couldn't seem to complete her sentences. Jacob sent her to
convene several clients with whom he had beforehand worked. As soon as they saw her appearance, those people immediately
changed their attitudes and shut her out.
"There we have it. It was inevitable. It doesn't create a difference anyway." Jacob consoled her with his calming voice, which had
the opposite impression of making Cindy teary.
"Mr. Jacob, I'm certain it's not because of your resignation that we're in this messy situation right now." She was suspicious of the
unusually cold attitudes of their former partners that she almost blurted out what was on her mind before she refrained from
being impulsive in front of Jacob.
"Yes, It seems like that. Jonathan likely had much to do with it. It barely matters. I had predicted him doing so. But guess what,
the time when he could do just as he pleases would be gone forever sooner or later."
Jacob was confident in his assertions. He may have a better grasp of the situation than Cindy did.
Cindy considered that if they lost, she would just lose her career. However, Jacob respected and cherished his career, and if he
lost, he would lose his entire life.
Jacob did not bother to fill Cindy into every little thing as this matter had clearly altered meanings and effects for the both of
them.
As she pressed her sweaty hands, Cindy gulped and gave Jacob a look. "What must we do next, Mr. Jacob?"
Jacob was speechless for a short moment. This was a challenging question to answer. Jacob couldn't say anything as he was
bewildered.
Noah would undoubtedly help him because he could easily ask for help if he was actually in crisis. Begging for help meant losing
his honor, so Jacob didn't fancy doing that.
Jacob did not need anyone else to take part in this. In other words, in his case, it was his own obligation that he couldn't work out
his issues.
"It's something I'm actually considering. Have you, on the other hand, reached the person I told you to contact?" Jacob,
remembering the man who knew everything, lifted an eyebrow and asked.

"Apologies, Sir Jacob. I'm having difficulty reaching him. He left a phone number that is no longer working." Cindy looked down,
her face flushed with embarrassment. Even though she had no idea who that person was, she still had the impression that he
was crucial to Jacob.
"It's all right. Carry on with your business. Please let me know if you discover anything." Jacob looked exhausted as he lay in the
chair, his polo unbuttoned. His eyes were dark and gloomy as if he was depressed and dispirited.
"Yes, Mr. Jacob." Cindy was worried as she stared at Jacob. When she first saw him, she sensed something wasn't quite normal.
Jacob's eyes were droopy, and his face was red. Had he shed tears?
It was hard to conceive Jacob, who was so strong and confident, suffering. He must have come across something really
troubling.
Feeling sorry for him, Cindy thought about how hopeless he must have been. Mr. Jacob, the smart and powerful, would still be in
a disastrous circumstance, let alone her.
Yet, to her wonder, she felt a sense of relief just thinking about it. Cindy was assured that she and Jacob would bear up under its
hardships and walk forward hand in hand.
Jacob fell into a trance, his palms placed to his forehead. Since he had read James's letter, he had not been at peace. Simply a
few words were enough to modestly describe their lives.
"Generalist" was missing. 'Why on earth did he leave?' Jacob massaged his head with a hundred guesses playing in his mind.
'Was James with him when he left?' That was, indeed, a positive thing. James would at least be free of any further worries about
being left alone.
Jacob didn't want James to be isolated, mainly because he knew he was already unhappy for the past decades. It would be the
worst tragedy if he died in a foreign country.
With his sigh of helplessness, Jacob got to his feet.
For him, the most significant thing right now was to confront the problem. He had to strive on his own because he had no one to
rely on.
Jacob got up and walked over to the broad transparent window, where he gazed out at the beautiful scenery outside.

The sky stayed calm and serene as usual. However, today seemed to be a sunny day, and the weather was beginning to warm
up.
The sunlight intruded on people's hearts as it washed away the darkness.
Jacob had wondered why the earth was separated into four artistic seasons, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, upon seeing
this. This is possibly related to the reasons that summer brings warmth to people's hearts.
People would have embraced themselves and one another when winter comes, though, because they feel so cold.
The world is still evolving. Only in this way can it be shown that life is not easy. To keep up with the transformation, we need to
make unwavering efforts.
In truth, the universe will not be pretty compassionate to everyone. Everything will soon function normally. Only the tough of the
heart could keep on going until the end.
Jacob's lips smirked as he thought about this idea.
Jacob wouldn't let anyone taint his success as many people tried to hinder him. He would still progress even if the road ahead
were a little bit jarring and filthy.
At lunchtime, Sara didn't hassle him with a single question. Despite her desire to know, she didn't question Jacob what he had
discussed with Michael.
Maybe he wouldn't be pleased if she asked Jacob about it. Jacob's thoughts were at the top of the list of her mind now, so she
became more mindful of his feelings and emotions.
"How about the business?" while they were eating, Jacob asked.
"As typical, the plan is likely to succeed, but the risks are colossal. I understand that doing business is dangerous, but Jacob, we
will suffer everything if we lose this time."
Wondering what it meant of the critical matters associated with enterprise transformation, Sara returned him a severe
expression.
Would it have a promising future if the business underwent a good transformation? But what if it went terribly wrong? It would
only fail endlessly, and as a result, they would be gone forever. Sara had never taken a moment to consider how terrifying life

would be and how isolated she would feel if she didn't have anything.
"I understand, but believe me when I say that you deserve more further." His speech was gracious and polite, but he didn't intend
to be as sweet as honey.
"Fine. I will put my trust in you." Sara continued to eat without retorting. In any case, she had complete faith in Jacob.
Sara wouldn't even have stayed with Jacob for far too long if she didn't trust him.
She was still ready to place a wager on their success, even if she didn't have certainty in their capacity to succeed.
"All right, let's get this started. In addition, we also need to lay off some employees." Jacob settled his earnest gaze on Sara, his
face stern.
Reducing the number of employees was never a strange topic for them. While in the Shi Company, Jacob enraged many people
by lessening the number of employees and shirking off their jobs.
In an expression of seriousness, Sara puckered her lips. Hearing these words, she began to develop her emotions of delight.
"However, Jacob, I do have terrible news for you. Lately, our company had experienced several order cancellations. I'm not sure
what happened, but I'm confident of one thing."
Sara seemed to be very confident and elegant in this instance, with her hands across her chest, but only Jacob knew that Sara
was always his little woman.
"I don't believe this is a mere coincidence. There were a lot of businesses that said the same thing. That was why I found it odd. I
thought they had made a story in advance. It was too skeptical."
Sara declared one thought and blurted out what Jacob had already been pondering. Even if he learned about it, he couldn't do
anything with it now.
"Yes, I acknowledge. I'll come up with an answer. Perhaps we should be grateful to them for pushing us to improve the business.
Remember I have given you an amount of money to deposit for me on your account? Finally, it is time for money to be
appreciated on its own."
With a pleasant and confident look, Jacob said this like he was just guaranteed to win.

Sara locked her stare on Jacob, her face solemn. Her admiration and affection for Jacob could be seen in her eyes. If another
person said the same thing, she might not believe him because he was not someone like the invincible Jacob.
Sara, whatever would have happened, would always believe in what Jacob would say. A light of optimism showed every time
Sara heard the positive and sound-assuring words of Jacob.
"Sure, I believe you as always, Jacob." Sara, who had put her trust in Jacob, stared at him with shimmering eyes, not knowing
what Jacob was plotting behind her.
With a smile on his face, Jacob nodded and walked towards her as he patted her arm.