Chapter 129 Freezing Cold


    Looking at the quickly moving Sara, Jacob''s long and narrow eyes were dimmed. After all, he couldn''t


    even figure out a woman''s mind.


    Without even turning her head, Sara knew that Jacob, who was standing behind her, was furious. The


    last pleasure of a couple was probably to torture each other. While thinking of this, she came to the


    dining room.


    The vi was big, so was the dining room.


    The dining room was on the first floor, but it was in another building beside the vi. The restaurant was


    a ssic triangr building. It looked like a castle from Middle Ages Europe, and theyout inside was


    also elegant.


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    The wall were covered with hand-embroidered silk. The patterns were dragon and Phoenix in bright


    color.


    There were evergreen nts around the room, adding a touch of warmth in cold winter.


    In the middle of the restaurant, there was a long set of tables and chairs, on which there were already


    many dishes covered. The covers wouldn''t be opened until all people were seated. Michael sat at the


    top end of the table with a kind smile. Even though life had brought him so much trouble, he was not


    discouraged at all.


    "Come and sit here, Sara." Michael waved his hand happily.


    With a smile, she replied, "Okay, Dad."


    Jacob sat next to her, and James sat opposite to Jacob, next to Michael.


    The cook came forward and took off the lids of the dishes, and then handed in the chicken soup that


    hadn''t been served yet. Hedled a bowl of chicken soup for each of them and then left respectfully.


    After Michael picked up some food, everyone started to eat.


    Sara lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup. Every time she came here, one of the most


    pleasant thing for her was to enjoy the food cooked by the cook here. The taste was always fresh and


    intoxicating.


    Squinting his eyes, Jacob looked towards his father. Michael was wearing a smile on his face. Sara


    declined to remarry him. She disappointed him as well as his smiling father.


    At the same time, Michael also looked at Jacob. Noticing that Jacob was also looking at him, he said,


    "Jacob, help Sara to get some food."


    Before Sara could refuse, Jacob said, "She could get them herself."


    Taking a deep breath, Sara calmed down. After all, she won''t live with this man for the rest of her life.


    She could get all the dishes herself, so there was no need to be so critical.


    Michael coughed twice. Obviously, he didn''t expect his son to be so passive, but it was not appropriate


    to make it clear.


    James stood up and picked up some food for Sara. "Sara, Jacob has always been like this since


    childhood. Don''t take it to heart. Come on, eat more."


    With an embarrassed smile, Sara said, "It doesn''t matter. I''m used to it."


    Jacob rolled his eyes at Sara. She started toin in front of his family. "You are used to it? When


    did you used to it?"


    Jacob sneered. Michael pped the chopsticks on the table and said, "Can we have a good meal?"


    Jacob''s face turned a little pale. The nonchnt look on Sara''s face really annoyed him. He had


    nowhere to vent his anger.


    Jacob had no choice but to continue eating with a gloomy face. However, it was Sara who was serving


    food to Michael and James. The three of thempletely excluded Jacob.


    Jacob was extremely depressed. Are these three people taking him as the air? Were they still his


    biological father and uncle?


    During the meal, Jacob was angry and he had nowhere to vent his anger. Sara, on the other side,


    enjoyed the meal with pleasure.


    Michael was in poor health and went back to his room after dinner. James followed Michael soon. At


    last, Jacob was left at the table eating alone. Everyone got up and went to do their own business.


    Jacob wished to overturn the table, but he couldn''t tell why he was so angry.


    After the meal, when Jacob finished the meal and went from the dining room to the living room, James


    had already gone back to the bedroom for lunch break, so did Sara. Jacob pulled the quilt on the sofa


    angrily and covered himself fiercely, even though he was good at control his emotion, he could


    suppress himself at the moment.


    All kinds of restless elements were bustling in his mind.


    The warmth in the quilt made Jacob felt sleepy. Finally, he fell asleep.


    Jacob was awakened by the sound of eating sunflower seeds. She saw James and Sara chatting


    happily. The stove gave out a flickering light jumping in the eyes of Sara, Giving her a beautiful,


    intellectual, elegant and extraordinary temperament. Jacob thought of so many words to describe Sara


    in a sh of time.


    But he could never say it out. Yes, he would never say anything to praise others no matter how clear


    these words were in his heart. He had seen too many people who were used to ttery. That''s why he


    refused to praise others. He was afraid that too much praise might turn him into a hypocritical man.


    Even if Jacob always pursue to be extraordinary, he could still feel that he was still an ordinary man.


    Since he was a child, he had been told that he should be different from others, be brave and strong,


    and never cry when he encountered problems and difficulties.


    Therefore, he became so brave and strong today, but he always felt that something was missing in his


    heart. That missing part made him iplete. He always felt that he hadn''t done enough. That


    missing part was love.


    By epting and dealing with people and problems since childhood, Jacob hade up with his own


    way. That was to calm down for some time whenever he meet any problems. However, this also made


    him be indifferent. Such a cold and indifferent people were unlikely to say, "I''m sure that I love


    you. Let''s remarry, ok?"


    He felt goose bumps popping out at the thought of it. Jacob took out his phone and checked the time. It


    was 4 o''clock in the afternoon. He had slept for a long time.


    After the car ident, he had slept for a long time. Jacob thought he had slept long enough, but it


    turned out that young people would never get enough sleep.


    Jacob was also sleepy and had no motivation to get up. James shouted, "Since you''re awake,e


    and chat with me, Jacob."


    Jacob turned his head toward the inner side of the sofa, "Got it, uncle."


    After struggling for a few minutes, he finally got up. Although he did resist to chat with James, he still


    felt embarrassed in front of Sara. Unfortunately, his father and uncle were all standing beside Sara.


    Jacob stood behind James, rubbing his eyes, "What are you talking about, uncle?"


    "We were talking about your childhood." James said.


    Jacob almost stumbled upon the hearing of this. Why must they talk about this? "Oh, how was your


    talk?"


    Although Sara didn''t show any ufortable expression, she was still as cold as before, as if she had


    a deep grudge against Jacob. Jacob just nced at her and looked away. He couldn''t ept the look


    on her face.


    "Move that chair over and sit next to me. We were just talking about you wet your bed when you were


    10 years old... " James said slowly with a smile on his face, regardless of the feeling of Jacob sitting


    beside.