"I'm so sorry, Sara, for all that happened in the past. I messed up, and it's all my fault. I haven't been
able to stop thinking about all the ways I let you down. I don't know how far I have gone in hurting you,
and I don't know how hard it has been to you. I was wrong in treating you the way I did. Let me prove
I've changed, and I won't be such a bastard again in the future. Don't worry. I will never be like that
again,"
Jacob reassured while he hugged Sara and blamed himself. Because of their height difference, Sara
resembled a weak girl who needed Jacob's care.
"I won't hold you accountable for what you did in the past. If such a thing happens again in the future,
then you don't need to come to find me. It's quite easy for a person to disappear from other people's
world. If you don't believe me, you can have a try,"
Sara threatened Jacob with a solemn expression on her face. Never did Jacob expect such a grave
consequence to be possible. So at that precise moment, he considerably understood that once he
missed Sara, he would never have that one chance to meet her again.
The two then both returned to the hospital. At the time they arrived, Tasha had been asleep for quite a
while now. She had been in the city to search for Carlos. But since her return, no one knew how long it
took her to find him. And no one could tell how much she had suffered through the years. But judging
from the weariness etched on her pale face, one could easily surmise that she had lived a bad life.
Besides, people who genuinely lived a happy and contented life would certainly have a smile plastered
on their faces. However, looking at Tasha lying on the bed, there was a trace of sadness in her.
After gently knocking at the door, Sara and Jacob went inside the room quietly. Seeing them, Carlos
approached them promptly as he put his hand on his lips and whispered, "Hush!" He reached for the
desserts Sara had bought and silently put them on the bedside cupboard before he pulled her out.
"Keep your voice down. Your mother has just finally fallen asleep. Don't wake her up," Carlos said
carefully. His stooped back made him look so old. But his warm demeanor showed he held no
resentment against Tasha, even though she betrayed him for more than ten years.
Sara couldn't help feeling sorry for her father. She merely nodded her head and asked in a low voice,
"How's mom? What does the doctor say?"
"The possibility of recovery is very low, but her situation can be stabilized by chemotherapy. And at any
rate, it can prolong her life," Carlos mumbled, lowering his head seemingly in worry. But then he
abruptly lifted his head and looked excited again. No matter if it were only a tiny spark of hope, it would
nevertheless still make him happy and grateful.
"Dad. Don't give too much thought to it. Whether mom could be cured or not, it is her fate. You don't
have to bear too much burden. It's not your fault. And no one is to blame. Getting sick and die is a
natural occurrence in people's life."
Sara nodded her head, consoling her father. She sounded like encouraging her father, but it was more
likely she was trying to comfort herself. Although she maintained that her mother was heartless, she
really couldn't be the same as her mother.
Watching the father and daughter having a deep conversation, Jacob remained patiently standing
aside and kept his silence. But even though he wasn't the one involved, he somehow had this
awareness to some extent about the situation.
"I know, but I can't do it. My heart can't bear it. I used to think that I won't forgive her even if she comes
back. But now that she came back for real, how can I not forgive her?"
Carlos coughed as he replied softly. There was a mix of joy and sorrow in his voice. He didn't long for
such a result, but it was too difficult for him not to forgive her.
Even if she happened to be a stranger to him, Carlos might still forgive her, facing such a circumstance.
Apart from that, he had also agreed to divorce her in the past. So he only thought that this one request
was not considered excessive.
Everyone had his own perceptions. Maybe Carlos had not shown his care for her at that time, so Tasha
felt neglected and unloved.
He could still recall that when they officially ended their marriage, Tasha had reiterated several times, "I
have divorced you just because you don't love me." That was why until now, Carlos always had this
realization that he was mostly wrong.
In retrospect, it made him believe that if he opted to deny it at that time, then this whole thing might end
up differently. And if only he refused to sign the said agreement, this might not happen. However,
Carlos neither persuaded Tasha to stay with him nor denied what she said. Instead, he just let her
choose what she wanted to do. He granted her freedom.
But what happened after she made that choice? Carlos couldn't remember a lot of things at present,
but he regretted his decision very much. Sometimes, the life of people could change drastically just
because of a particular choice they made. And similarly, it considerably influenced the lives of the
people around them.
"You can go back now. I'm staying here. Your mother needs to have a good rest. Anyway, I hope you
remember my words, Sara. No one can ruin a marriage if only one party or the other does something
wrong. So stop putting all the blame on your mother for what happened between her and me,"
Carlos said almost reluctantly. He momentarily paused after he uttered these words. It seemed like he
couldn't bear to express them that his chest heaved violently. If he could take a step back in time, he
would try his best to convince his wife to stay with him.
Honestly, Carlos held no remorse in loving Tasha at all. What he regretted the most was having a late
realization of all the things they failed to comprehend before. And if he had known it earlier, he would
have acted on it and wouldn't be wasting most of his life.
"We will all be fine in the future. No matter what will befall your mother, I will stay with her. Who can live
forever in this world? It's all one's own luck to be born, sick, or dead in the end,"
Carlos insisted rather gently, still trying to persuade Sara. However, this time, he felt better in his heart.
He had to admit that sometimes he couldn't figure it out, and sometimes he was disheartened. But
since he was the pillar of this family, he should brace himself and not fall easily.
With an optimistic attitude, he had to face everything. And for Sara, he didn't want her to worry about
him.
"You should go back now, Sara. You don't have to bring food to us. When you are free, you can just
come to the hospital to see your mother. I will be here with her to take care of her. Don't worry. I won't
take things too hard. So many years have passed. There is no reason left for me to take things too
hard,"
Carlos assured her while forcing a smile on his face as he attempted to relax.
"Well, I'll go home now. If you need anything, please tell me at any time. I'll bring it to you," Sara
countered softly. Undoubtedly, she wanted to stay. But she didn't want to disturb her parents' reunion.
She thought that it was high time her parents must catch up with each other. Sara's gaze landed into
the ward and stared at her mother lying on the bed. Shortly after, she turned around and walked her
way out of the hospital.
Maybe life was a rehearsal for everyone, but most people couldn't resist the temptation, and finally,
they got nothing.
Sara and Jacob went back to the villa instead because Sara didn't want to stay alone at her parent's
home. Although they hadn't remarried yet, she would remarry him sooner or later.
Nowadays, a lot of people cared about marriage certificates. They had this notion that life would be a
whole lot better soon after the couple got married. But there were a majority of people who didn't care
about the certificate at all. They believed that as long as they loved each other, it was the same
whether they had it or not.
The person's sense of joy or contentment didn't lie in the certificate but determined by the people
surrounding the person.
As soon as Sara returned home with Jacob, she silently stood at the door and was about to open it.
She then said to Jacob in a low voice, "I'm so tired."
Watching her closely, Jacob immediately noticed the visible tiredness on Sara's face. And he couldn't
help feeling sorry for her. Instinctively, he reached out his hand and touched Sara's hair. "Are you
tired?"
Hearing him asked, Sara, nodded her head. Her eyes brimmed with tenderness.
Jacob quickly opened the door and carefully picked Sara up. "Since you are tired, I'll carry you to the
room so you can have a rest."
Sara agreed and comfortably wrapped her arms around Jacob's neck. "I've made you stay with me for
another day. Is it really alright for you to have a day off? Will it have any effect on the company?"
Sara worriedly probed as she gazed at Jacob with infinite tenderness in her eyes.
"It's okay. Don't worry. I'll handle it. Just stay at home these days. And don't worry too much about the
company," Jacob comforted her in a soft voice and walked into the door with Sara.
And as he carefully carried Sara into the villa, Dora ran towards them looking delighted.
"The dog is so bored ever since you are not around. Look at her. She is so happy since you are back."
As Jacob spoke, he walked around Dora with Sara in his arms. And the dog still followed him.
"Dora, do you forget who I am?" Sara chimed in while she tried to touch Dora's head. She was being
held by Jacob all the way before putting her on the wide leather sofa in the living room.
Sara hastily sat up despite her fatigue and began to play with Dora.
"Do you miss me these days? Do you forget me just like your master?" Sara playfully murmured while
petting the dog.
"Hey, Sara, what did you say? When do I forget you?" with total displeasure plastered in his face,
Jacob mumbled.
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