Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 17 Beauty And Wine

Thompson said politely, "I have an appointment with a client today. I thought it was a quiet place, but now it seems to be a precious place and I have the chance to meet three beautiful women. I have something else to do now. Would you like to have a barbecue by the lake and drink with me tonight? "

Bess glanced at Sara carelessly, as if Sara had the final say.

Sherry had thought that three girls were boring, so she looked at Sara expectantly and said, "Okay, okay. Let's have barbecue together, Sara."

Sara had a good impression on Thompson, so she didn't reject him, then she nodded and said, "that's good. We are free anyway. Why not?"

With a sunny smile on Thompson's face, he said, "see you tonight."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still burning. Sara teased Bess, "sure enough, you want to take me to bask in the sun."

Bess smiled, "nonsense. I'll take you to appreciate lotus and fish in the garden."

Hearing that, Sara curled her lips and didn't say anything more.

However, Sherry suddenly asked, "Sara, how are you and Jacob doing recently?"

"That's it. After we get divorced, we can live our own lives," said Sara flatly.

"Did he make things difficult for you?" Sherry asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Bess frowned slightly, "embarrassed?"

With a bitter smile, Sara said, "Not really, but Alice poured coffee on herself to frame me, and Jacob didn't listen to my explanation at all. And you want to continue to squeeze the profit of our company. "

Sara didn't mention the fact that she fainted last time. She didn't want Bess and Sherry to worry about her. But Sara couldn't help telling them her grievances. Except for them, no one else could tell her.

There was obvious anger in Bess's sharp voice. "Jacob has a bad taste. I don't care what kind of woman he chooses. It's his fault to hurt you. I won't let him go."

"Bess, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I really don't want him to think that I'm the kind of person who will seek comfort everywhere after being wronged. I don't want you to stand up for me. I can bear my own life. This is my choice. " With a determined look in her eyes, Sara's delicate face exuded a special color, and the sunlight outside the ship made her face more radiant.

Sherry stared at Sara with admiration and self-abasement. Perhaps no one could be so temperament except for Sara. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Bess coughed, "I told you not to marry him, but you didn't listen to me. You are always so stubborn. Is there any difference between his help and mine?"

A bitter smile appeared on Sara's face. Anyone who saw it would have pity on her. There was no difference. If she accepted it, how could she get along with Bess in the future? She was worried.

"You know me well. I will hold on till I cannot. Of course you don't have to emphasize it. I will come to you." Sara didn't want Bess to misunderstand her. Although they knew each other well, she had to tell her some thoughts.

With an expression that she couldn't do anything about it, Bess said, "well, then you hold on. The Sara I know is a cold beauty who can't be beaten."

With a dissatisfied look at Bess, Sara pouted, "when did I become cold to you?"

Bess winked at Sherry, and then Sherry added, "Sara, when are you not less aloof?"

With an embarrassed smile, Sara changed the topic. "There are so many fish and shrimps in the lake. We just caught two fish and a few shrimps. What do you want to eat tonight?".

"We can ask the staff to help us fish. If we don't catch enough fish. Sherry replied.

The sun was setting. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected in the water, and the breeze blew, creating cute ripples. The lotus was extremely shy and charming in the setting sun. The three of them swam in the lake, making a burst of silvery laughter. The setting sun pulled people's shadow long.

Thompson stood on the second floor of the villa, overlooking the three people in the lake. Looking at the way that Sara was playing happily, Thompson smiled knowingly. He swore to himself that one day, he would make Sara show her true nature in front of him.

Sara was beautiful, cultivated, well-educated and extraordinary. In Thompson's heart, she was really perfect. Unfortunately, she had married Jacob, but he didn't care at all. He felt lucky that Jacob had also made a choice to give him a chance to approach this perfect woman. He had to make Jacob give up on Sara, so that he could pursue her aboveboard.

Wearing sportswear and her hair tied casually behind her ears, Sara jumped off the ship gently and reached out her hand to hold Bess and Sherry. They had caught four fish in total, half a pot of crayfish and 5 big crabs.

Bess smiled and said, "it must be enough for the barbecue at night."

A faint smile appeared on Sara's face, showing her approval. However, she used to love seafood very much, but recently she felt pungent when smelling the taste of seafood. Besides, her menstrual period was abnormal. Maybe it was because she was too depressed that she entered the menopause ahead of time. Sara couldn't help but shake his head. She was in her twenties. It was too embarrassing to say that.

But by rights, her period should have come a long time ago, and it had been delayed for a week.

It was said that vital energy was harmful to one's body. It was indeed foresight. Sara thought on the way.

The curtain gradually dropped, and the light in the sky became dimmer and dimmer. The night was spread in front of them layer by layer. A breeze blew, and the summer night slowly came.

Thompson was in charge of barbecue. When he was in abroad, some of his friends wanted to eat Chinese food. The barbecue was simple, and every time they had a party, they would barbecue. As time went by, they were skilled in cooking, and the taste was unique.

While eating, Sherry laughed happily and said, "Thompson, you are proficient in everything. You not only manage your business well, but also you can easily make barbecue."

A complacent smile appeared on Thompson's face, but it was not flamboyant. "It's not a big deal. It's my honor to serve you. I'm very happy." He didn't forget to take a look at Sara.

Sara replied with an approving look.

The pavilion was lit up with lanterns and colorful lights. Smoke swirled around the pavilion, making it look like a dream. Bess didn't say much. She had an ordinary impression on Thompson. 'He doesn't seem to be a scheming man, but I always feel that business people can't be so simple.' This was Bess's comment on Thompson.

Sara didn't have an appetite. She only ate a crayfish and some lettuce. She sat on one side, facing the lake, with her hands supporting her head in the wind. Her hair was messy in the wind, and she was extremely beautiful.

Thompson handed over half of the roasted fish, which looked crispy and golden.

With a smile, Sara said, "I am anorexic recently. Give it to Bess or Sherry."

"They are eating. Since you are not in the mood, you should have some. Don't pull down." Thompson was always good at pleasing people.

A toast to invite the moon, on the film into three.

Fortunately, Sara was not alone at the moment.

Thompson handed a glass of red wine and sighed, "a beauty deserves a good wine so that there is no regret in life."

There was a blush on Sara's face. The bright or dark light reflected on her face, making her more attractive. Sara seemed to be different that day. She didn't need to wear a colorful dress, and she didn't care who was right and who was wrong. She didn't even need to think about it.

It had been a long time since the last time she met a man who praised her. Although it was common before, they were all very straightforward. Sara had always been disdainful of them.

Men were animals that thought with their lower bodies. Naturally, they would listen to the praises. However, as an auditory animal, women were usually easily convinced that sweet words which was with irresistible power, making them lose themselves.

There was silence, and the air suddenly became quiet.

Fortunately, Bess came toward them at this time. Bess had a good impression of Thompson, but she didn't think he was good enough to be trusted. After all, she was used to many people's hypocrisy. Of course, she could feel how much Thompson cared about Sara.