Ex-wife, Please Come Back

According to science, if a person concentrated on something for thousands of hours, he would achieve outstanding results.

Perhaps what everyone is sharpening is not their swords but their hearts. Only when a person's mind is mature enough can he understand what he really wants. That way, he will be less ignorant and less desperate.

That was why, when someone talked to Jacob, he would answer it in the kindest way possible.

"You look like a newbie," a muscular man, who was beside Jacob, said in a low voice. He seemed to be very curious about the newcomer who had just entered the gym.

"Yes, I come here to do some exercises. I'm not like a professional like you," Jacob replied while bench pressing. He waved his arms at the burly man, who seemed to be friendly and pleasant despite his towering figure.

"How do you feel when you're sweating? It's cool, right? Especially during winter. Do you know how it feels to be wet with your own sweat while wearing a vest?" The man sat next to Jacob and smiled at him in a friendly way.

"I don't know, but I guess it feels good," Jacob replied kindly. He knew that there were always people who had a habit of being persistent.

"Actually, I'm not a professional either. Like you, I came here to work out as well. At first, I was afraid of working out. But now, I like the feeling of staying in the gym and improving myself. Many people say that I've already forgotten the real reason why I decided to hit the gym. On the other hand, others say that I just exercise for the fun of it."

The man glanced at Jacob, wondering what his reaction was.

"Others don't completely understand what you feel because they're not in your shoes. I'm not either, so I don't want to comment on that," Jacob answered while staring at Sara, who was running happily on the treadmill.

The man noticed where Jacob was staring at, so he walked up to Jacob and asked, "Is that your wife?"

Jacob nodded while bench pressing. His biceps already felt sore after several reps.

"I envy you. You have a wife who comes to the gym with you. You see, I'm also married. However, my wife is the complete opposite of yours. She does nothing everyday but eat and sleep. When she found out that my lifestyle was completely different from hers, she held it against me. She even said that I was sick and needed help."

be a little

at the man's story. He wondered what this

problem all comes down to us. Perhaps fitness is just a fuse. Besides, people will always be the same even after being together for

the story. Surprisingly, their talk was so peaceful, and

you divorced

about other people's affairs. However, the man next to him kept telling him about his life, so

and go our own ways. In the past, we liked to chat, eat, and have fun together. But after I hit the gym, I feel like I can't

like there was something wrong with their relationship, but he had no

talk with your wife just because you started working

butterfly effect? I realized that there was something wrong with me. I wanted to change and overturn everything in the past. I was crazy

third time. Perhaps he could only speak out his mind

but not once did my wife come here. After I became obsessed with fitness, I stayed in the gym all day long. I didn't want to do business anymore, which I did in the past.

muscular man looked at

don't you try to make a concession then?" Jacob asked tentatively. Obviously, he did not want

realized what they were talking about, so she glanced

world, there is an illness where one likes doing things to the extreme. It's called addiction. I think that's what I'm suffering right now. I just think about

his lips in misery. His heart seemed to be a little bitter because of

psychologist for your problems." Jacob shrugged helplessly. He did not have to know everything. He knew in an instant what the man's problem was.

small. He could encounter people

normal person. I don't want to be the man that I am now anymore. Besides, exercise

pressing. He decided to walk over and run with Sara on

away without looking

you say?" Sara changed the speed of the treadmill and