Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 257 The Final Struggle

But Sara knew that there was nothing else they could do but to accept it. Fate, sometimes, really made people suffer. In despair, Sara closed her eyes. If only she could carry the pain Jacob was feeling right now, she would.

There was no need for him to say a word; Sara already knew how hard things were for him now. It was so hard to the point where she couldn't help but hope that it was just an illusion or a nightmare.

Now, all Sara could do was wait outside the ward, and wonder if James would be able to persuade Michael. However, it might be useless for James to persuade Michael now. Because he had already thought it through several times before finally he came up with a firm decision.

Sara's mind went blank. Only when James came out of the ward did she come back to her senses. She stood up excitedly and asked about what happened, hoping that he was able to convince Michael.

She hoped that Michael had changed his mind, and decided to fight for his life. Life was cruel, wasn't it? She had suffered a lot, and now it was Jacob who was suffering.

As she spoke, she cast a glance at Jacob, and then back at James.

"How did it go, Uncle James? Has dad decided to accept treatment?" It could be told that she was eager to know what Michael's final decision was. On the contrary, Jacob remained quiet.

Clearly, his father had already made up his mind. How could a few words change his acceptance to die?

As Sara waited for James' reply, she kept looking at Jacob and then back at him. However, he just heaved a sigh and shook his head, which broke her heart. It was enough to let the two know that Michael's decision couldn't be changed at all. James didn't have to say anything more. They all knew

that it was hopeless, but James had tried his best. If it was what Michael really wanted, he would respect his decision.

Anyway, if it were him, he would have made the same choice. Even if they were not related by blood, James felt that Michael's life was the beacon of his life. He was very grateful that he had such a brother. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Jacob, he wants to see you." His avoidance to Sara's question only meant that there was no room for negotiation. It was not the first time that Sara felt helpless in her life, but she didn't think she could ever get used to it.

Just as when Jacob stood and walked to the door, the doctor came.

He was about to enter the ward, but he saw Michael used his remaining strength to raise his hand to stop him. Jacob stopped and swallowed hard. Then his tears fell down again, like a tap that had been turned on.

Through the glass window, he saw how Michael struggled to open his mouth to tell him something.

Although he said it slowly, Jacob could clearly read his lips.

"I... Am... Sorry."

When the doctor pushed the door open, Jacob turned his head to look somewhere else. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop himself from rushing in and pressing the doctor on the floor to give him a good beating. Moreover, he was afraid that he would go against his father's decision.

If he would be honest, he regretted what he had promised to his father; and he didn't know if he would ever stop regretting it. But one thing was for sure: he would never forgive himself for the decision he made today.

There was no doubt that his father was going to die because of him. Even though it didn't seem to be the case in reality, Jacob still couldn't help but think about it this way.

After all, if he hadn't signed the agreement, his father wouldn't die so soon. For this reason, Jacob didn't know whether he should be sad or blame himself.

Everything was his own decision, but everything was so absurd. Therefore, he just stood there in silence as his tears streamed down his face.

How could he speak when he had to watch his father die right before his eyes? The more he thought about it, the more it hurt. In the end, Jacob had lost control and rushed into the ward before his father died.

The doctor looked back at him, with a trace of surprise on his face. On the other hand, he understood why Jacob acted this way, because it was unusual for people to make such a decision. But he knew that Jacob only agreed to Michael's decision because he considered what his father was feeling.

And he admired Jacob because of this. It was never easy to make such a choice, no matter how reasonable it was. So, people who were brave enough to make it gained admiration.

"Mr. Jacob, I just want to let you know that if you have changed your mind, the agreement can be torn up at any time. I'll give you more time to think about it."

They were talking about a critical matter, so the doctor did his best to maintain his composure. No matter how many times he had witness death and separation, he still wanted to cry when seeing such a scene.

But he knew that he had to set aside his emotions and be professional. Therefore, he tried his best to calm himself down. Besides, the patients and their families were the ones who made the choice. He was just the one to execute it.

This was the hardest part about being a doctor. Only a few people in this world could control their lives, and Michael tried his best to resist his fate.

And he chose not to prolong his suffering. This was a counterattack to life, and this was also a resistance to living, even though it looked extremely extreme.

"No, doctor. I just need some time. I don't want to do it so soon." The pain on Jacob's face had disappeared and was replaced with indifference.

"If that's the case, then I'll give you more time. I'll just come back later." After saying this, the doctor turned around and walked out of the ward. Soon, James and Sara also entered the ward.

They all wanted to cherish this most important moment, lest they would have regrets in their life.

"This is great... In the end.... Before I go, I was able to see the most important people in my life." It was all Michael said, but he already coughed violently after. In fact, this was the reason why he refused to have a treatment. He thought that the longer he lived, the more pain he had to bear.

Back when he was younger, he had witnessed how hard his friend fought for his life when he got sick. It never left his mind. If he was sick, would he struggle as hard as his friend did?

Since then, Michael had been thinking about it. Michael made up his mind when he watched his friend slowly deteriorate day by day as he fought against his disease until his body gave up.

Of course, if he couldn't get cured, he would choose to give up the treatment. His friend had been treated for a long time, but eventually became more exhausted and passed away.

Since he would die anyway, it was better to be decisive. Fortunately, at the last moment of his life, these closest people were standing beside him.

People were born crying, but would leave watching other people cry.

Tears fell from the corner of Sara's eyes. She felt so sad that she couldn't even find the words to say. Even though she couldn't say anything, Sara still tried her best to look at Michael.

She wiped her tears secretly, but Michael still saw what she did.

"Sara... In the past, Jacob was... I'm sorry. I hope that... you can forgive him. If he... If he hasn't changed, you just tell James... You just ask James to help me... teach him a good lesson."