Jacob knew nothing about cooking, so he had no choice but to sit still. It was just a little boring that he
had nothing to do.
Fortunately, the dinner was ready soon. When the last pot of vegetable beef soup was served on the
table, Sara clapped her hands.
"Well, everyone, all the dishes are ready. They might not be as good as Winnie's cooking, but I'm sure
they're edible." As Sara spoke, she handed a bowl to Jacob, who was smiling at her.
"Don't say that. Whatever you cook is fine with me. I will eat them," said Jacob immediately. Looking at
the sweet smile on Jacob's face, Carlos was relieved.
Only men knew men best. It would only take them one glance to know whether a man was really in
love. This was why Carlos was able to forgive Jacob.
The reason why he forgave Jacob was not because of his power and wealth, but because of his love
for Sara. Otherwise, Carlos wouldn't be able to forgive him for what he had done.
When they began to eat, Jacob took out the wine he bought, and filled his and Carlos' glass.
Seeing this, Sara stood up and went to grab a bottle of juice for herself. She opened the lid of the bottle
and gulped down a mouthful of juice. Its sweetness swept over her mouth in an instant.
"You guys better not drink too much, or your health will suffer after." Worry was evident in Sara's eyes
when she glanced at Jacob, and then at her father.
"Don't worry. We are already old enough to know what we are doing." Raising his glass at Carlos,
Jacob added, "Dad, I want to propose a toast to you. I know I have offended you many times before,
that's why I owe you an apology. Please forgive me."
At this moment, Sara felt as if her heart was about to burst because of too much happiness. Indeed,
Jacob had changed so much, but for the better. He used to be unruly; now he looked more gentle and
docile.
But at the end of the day, no matter what kind of person he was, Sara would still love him.
"Let bygones be bygones. Sara's mother left her when she was still young. It has always made me feel
guilty. That's why I hoped that she would find a good man who will take care of her. But she insisted on
marrying you before, so I thought you could treat her well."
Carlos said this with a sneer, making Sara feel a little nervous. Meanwhile, Jacob clenched his jaw.
Maybe it was never easy to accept the truth.
"Since we're all here, I want to tell you something, dad and Sara. I admit that what happened in the
past was my fault. But I promise, to spend the rest of my life making up to Sara. I know you are a
person who values friends and family, which I know I need to learn from now on."
Holding the glass in his hand, Jacob stood up. Carlos also stood up, and looked straight into his eyes.
"I trust you, and I'm hoping that you won't break your promise this time. As long as you and Sara are
happy, I won't have to worry about you two anymore."
After saying this, Carlos took a sip of his wine. At the same time, Jacob drank up the remaining wine in
his glass.
Sara only sat in silence, watching the two men talk. This was an agreement between the two in which
she had no intention to interfere. Although she knew that promises were often gone with the wind, she
gave Jacob the benefit of the doubt.
People were fond of listening to these sweet words, no matter how painful it would be for them to learn
that they all meant nothing in the end.
On the other hand, Sara believed Jacob once again without hesitation. She had believed him for so
long, how could she not do it again?
"I used to think that I was very capable and powerful. I have everything I need, and I could do many
things that others couldn't do. It made me think that I could live a good life without loving someone, let
alone be loved. But later I realized that I had overestimated myself."
For the first time, Carlos and Sara saw a glimpse of bitterness in Jacob's eyes.
"Until one day, I realized that the huge villa I live in was full of void and silence. Even if there were
people around, I've always felt that I was alone. I knew that something was missing. I realized that I'm
just like the other people. My self-righteousness is nothing but misunderstanding."
His eyes fell on Sara, who was looking intently at him too. It was not enough for a person to know that
he was wrong; he had to know what he did wrong and how he was able to correct it.
Tears welled up in Sara's eyes. 'Finally, you came to me. I'm glad I didn't give up on you, Jacob.' These
were the words she wanted to tell him, but she remained quiet.
"I know that men are always surrounded by temptation, especially those powerful and rich men. But I'm
telling you, if you dare to cheat on her again, I promise you, you will never see my daughter again."
If it was because Carlos was pointing at his face with a fork, or because he had too much wine that
Jacob's face turned red; he wasn't sure.
"I know, dad. I will keep that in mind. I won't forget what I have done in the past, because I consider
them as a lesson for myself. I will never commit the same mistake in the future."
It was amazing how Jacob could speak with so much calmness and confidence.
One reason might be because what he said wasn't just a mere promise. After all, Jacob never said
anything in his life that he couldn't do. If he couldn't keep his words, he would rather not say them.
"As for the company's affairs, it's up to you. It has always belonged to you, but you were too
irresponsible and impetuous before to care about it at all."
The wine tasted bad. It made Carlos cough, but it also helped him feel relieved.
Those who drank alcohol didn't really think that it tasted good; they just thought drinking could drown
their sorrows. When they were intoxicated by alcohol, they saw the world from a different perspective.
There was no pain, but only pure bliss.
Naturally, people wanted to forget the things that made them sad, even just for a while. This was why
people placed their hopes on the bittersweet taste of alcohol.
A few years ago, Michael had told Jacob that Sara was a good wife. But at that time, Jacob only
wanted Alice, who went abroad, without thinking that he might fall in love with another girl.
As time went by, feelings developed. Whether it would last forever or just appear in a flash, it all
depended on them.
Everyone had the right to make a choice. Everything happened for a reason.
Pretending not to care about what the two were talking about, Sara lowered her head and began to eat.
There were so many things that were running on her head, but she kept it all to herself. For instance,
Sara didn't know how she managed to hold on for so long when she could barely see any hope in her
future.
At some point, she knew that it was hopeless, but she still couldn't give Jacob up. And because of her
persistence, she finally got what she had always wanted.
It was Jacob. Everything she wanted and longed for was Jacob.
"Jacob, I didn't expect to hear these words from you, but I hope you keep them. Sara had been living a
hard life since she was a child. People made her suffer so much. I've always wanted to make up for
her, but I don't know how."
Suddenly, Carlos began to sob. Except for Tasha, Sara was his only family in the world, and he loved
her more than anything.
"Sara is a good girl. She never blames me for anything. I always feel guilty, but I have never told her
about that. Why should people work hard? Perhaps the reason is that we want our loved ones to be
proud when they talk about us."
As he let out a heavy sigh, Carlos thought, 'If only Tasha were with us now.' Unfortunately, now she
was gone forever.
"So, I hope you can always work hard. And when you encounter problems, try your best to solve them
instead of arguing. Don't be like me. I'm already old, but I can't figure out many things in my life. I make
a big deal out of everything, and act without thinking."
Silence filled the room after Carlos spoke. They went back to their seats and enjoyed the dishes Sara
prepared with his father.
By the time they finished their dinner, the bottle of wine was empty too. Jacob was slightly drunk. As
the sun was setting, they could no longer see where the sea and the sky met.
Therefore, Carlos stood up and told Jacob, "Forget it. It's getting dark. You can spend the night here.
Sara, go and prepare the guest room for him."
Hearing this, Jacob glanced at Sara reluctantly. But the latter only raised her eyebrows. Left without a
choice, Jacob nodded at Carlos.
"Sure, dad. Everything is up to you." For now, he couldn't complain, because he hadn't remarried Sara
yet.
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