Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

After locking herself in the villa for a day, Melinda started feeling antsy and probably needed a change of scenery. She felt as if everything was closing in on her and her thoughts were being suppressed by something that she had no control over.

As soon as Jonas got home from work, the scene that greeted him through the window, was Melinda pacing nervously in the living room, holding an animated conversation with herself as if she was trying to give herself a pep talk or chastising herself. She looked beautiful wearing a simple long white shirt and a pair of white slippers, a tight frown permanently plastered on her face.

Her hair stuck to both sides of her temples, probably from the light sweat she had worked up, due to her nervous pacing. Her fingers looked delicate and beautiful, wrapped around a pen that she would occasionally nibble whenever she was in deep thought. The scene was quite alluring for Jonas as he tried to gulp in air feeling as if his lungs were being pressed by a metal band.

'Damn it! How can this girl look so tempting today?'

Completely ignorant of the salacious looks and thoughts that Jonas had been throwing her way, Melinda briskly turned around and bumped into a wall of flesh. She rubbed her head, and then looked up in confusion. Her eyes immediately met Jonas's deep set glacial blue eyes that were dancing with mischief and unrestrained heat, clearly reflecting his naughty thoughts.

"It's you... What are you doing here?"

Clenching the pen in her hand like a shield, Melinda looked at Jonas cautiously. They had been married for five years and she was familiar with the way he always looked at her with disgust. But the look in his eyes was different this time. She couldn't pin what had changed, and all she knew was that he was making her feel weird.

"All of a sudden, I want to bury myself deep inside you."

Jonas grinned crudely, in a playful yet serious manner. Once Melinda heard his words, she uncontrollably checked out the offensive body part that was being referred to.

She swallowed nervously, and quickly jumped back like a frightened rabbit, and made a sharp turn, as she instantly changed their topic of discussion. "Grandpa asked us to have dinner with him tonight. I have to change my clothes first."

Melinda then disappeared in a flash. Hearing her words, Jonas burst into hearty laughter in a deep and cheerful voice. His attitude also baffled him, since he was having too much fun at Melinda's expense.

Melinda wore a silk dress which hugged her body like a glove, peppering soft sensual kisses on her body with every step she made. Her hair was braided in classy little buns and then delicately piled in an intricate up do. She looked very different and slightly maturer than before. Jonas was still looking dapper in a suit although he hadn't put much effort. They went to the main villa together walking side by side giving the impression that they were a couple intimately in love. Nelson was patiently waiting for them.

When they walked in they saw Yulia also sitting at the table. Her mood instantly changed as soon as she saw Melinda. Melinda pursed her lips as if trying to control her emotions and silently sat at the farthest position from Yulia.

As Jonas looked at Melinda's careful movements, moving around silently like a caged animal, the cold and hard corners of his mouth softened.

The meal was a little dull and tense with everyone absorbed in their own thoughts, although Melinda tried to make sure that everyone was getting along harmoniously. She even went as far as possible to take care of Yulia, cordially passing anything that she needed, and putting bits of food in her plate whenever her plate was empty although their relationship was a little awkward.

At the table, Nelson scolded Jonas as usual, complaining that he was busy working too much. He had even forgotten how to take care of a woman and wasn't giving Melinda the necessary care that she needed.

Early the next morning, when Melinda sleepily walked into the living room, she was shocked to see someone sitting in the living room. She rubbed her eyes, thinking that maybe she was still dreaming, but when she opened her eyes again, he was still there. "Didn't you go to work?"

home with

and tempting Melinda looked the day before in the living room, and felt that what Nelson said made sense. He needed to pay more attention to her, so he decided to take a holiday

don't need your company, I am perfectly fine on my

she was actually telling the truth. Now that she had been spending so much time alone, she had grown accustomed to her own company. If Jonas insisted on sticking around, she would

was not amused by her words, his face turned red with suppressed rage. He had taken time off his busy schedule and spent more time with Melinda,

be staying home today," said Jonas

was humongous, Melinda felt her space suddenly shrink and she was getting suffocated by his mere presence. She felt a sense of depression at the thought of spending

"Okay, suit yourself,"

in a huff and went back to her room with a pot of tea in her hand. She hadn't left her room the whole morning and at this rate it

the day with him. She would please him the whole morning,

up in the kitchen right on time for lunch. She rummaged through the drawers and picked a lot of snacks for herself and then she strutted back to her bedroom, turning a blind eye to the seething man,

limit. He couldn't bear it anymore. He threw daggers at the receding figure giving her a lethal stare. If eyes could kill, Melinda would have been turned to ashes. The culprit and source of his anger

act with such disrespect towards him. Jonas's pride could not allow him to confront Melinda about her bad behavior and let her know that he had been offended. Instead he opted

banging of the doors of the sports car and the screeching sound it made as rubber met gravel, made Melinda frown at the disturbance. She peeped through the window and all she saw was the trunk of the car that was speeding off in a cloud of dust.

into one of the private rooms in the club alone, a row of wine and all sorts of hard liquor were placed on the table. The dry-ice smoke and dark neon lights made the room look more intriguing. Jonas

several investors in the club, quickly made up an excuse and left the room as soon as she heard that Jonas was around. She quickly touched up her make-up and shimmied into

sign that he should have been very drunk, but Jonas's eyes were clearer and sharper. He had a high alcohol tolerance and could drink a

are you in

she knew Jonas well, so she made herself comfortable and poured herself a glass of wine and sternly informed him, "I'll

cursory glance at Emily, and then continued to sip his drink slowly. It had been long since they had seen each other. To his surprise, he hadn't

to the change in his feelings made

can women's feelings be so

and her gentle face

was talking about her. It never crossed her mind that he could be talking about Melinda. The

to pay more attention to an individual, then they actually like them a lot. Following her female intuition, Emily had realized that Jonas always paid a lot of attention on Melinda and was always trying to take care of her, which

had protected Melinda; and the second time, was when Jonas

enough courage to stand beside you. Please forgive me for leaving you once before, okay?" said Emily, with a bitter smile on

to respond to her plea. However,

between him and Emily. With a frown, he wondered in confusion why his feelings were not acting the way they should. Both of them were drinking,

opening. When she saw it was him, she turned over and