Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

Yulia was in her bedroom. The large French windows were open, making the pink curtains billow in the cool breeze. Her silver mobile phone shone in the night almost as brilliantly as her diamond earrings.

"Why did you give up the chance of being the spokesperson? Without this opportunity, you'll have one less excuse to approach my brother."

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in her voice. She grabbed the fluttering gauze curtain with one hand. For a moment, Yulia imagined this to be Melinda. How she wished she could tear it apart into pieces.

"I have my reasons why I did what I did."

Thinking of the way Jonas looked at her today, Emily knew that she did the right thing. If she made Jonas get into a serious fight with Nelson and failed to get the spokesman, it would be a huge loss.

After all, Yulia was raised in the ivory tower, and she was only capable to connive at naive little tricks. Sometimes, the best way to move forward was to take a step back.

"But Emily... We are partners!"

"I know. Don't worry, I have a plan, and it involves you telling me everything that Melinda does at home. You have to do this. Otherwise it won't work."

Emily looked at the photo frame beside her which held a falsified photo of her and Jonas. There was a look in Emily's eyes that was inherently possessive.

It was as if she was in a raging battle, and the promised reward was Jonas.

"You want me to spy on Melinda?"

Yulia asked incredulously, covering her mouth as she looked vigilantly out the window. "I don't even live in the same villa with her," she continued in a lower voice, feeling annoyed in her heart.

"I just want you to keep an eye on her. Even if you don't live together, can't you figure out a way? On the right balcony at the third floor of the main villa, you can see their villa from there."

From the way she spoke, it was obvious that Emily knew the Gu's mansion better than Yulia. Although it was quite surprising, Yulia didn't seem to think too much about it. She then unwittingly went to the room, and sure enough found that what Emily had said was true.

"Actually, you don't have to keep an eye on Melinda all the time," Emily said a bit excitedly. She heard over the phone how Yulia went out to the balcony, and was feeling thrilled that her plans were starting to take form. "I just want you to inform me right away whenever she goes out."

"Got it," Yulia said quietly.

After hanging up the phone, Yulia stood out on the balcony for a long time, waiting for something to happen. With binoculars, she could even see everything that was going on in the living room.

Moments later, Jonas showed up in the courtyard. Yulia quickly ducked down and then left carefully, feeling a bit guilty.

Melinda was reading a book in the bedroom. Her glasses rested daintily on the bridge of her nose. It was as if she was in her own cozy, peaceful bubble.

Just then, Jonas entered.

unbuttoning his shirt and flung it on the bed.

work at the company," he

She knew she'd better not to ask

a plain white T-shirt, a nude gauze skirt, and a pair of thin shoes. The makeup she was wearing was light and fresh. As for her

at her in awe. How could

you going out?" Yulia asked

with a friend,"

I was just about to go out, but my driver has gone to rest today. Can you wait for

this. Just a while ago, she

minutes. I still have dinner with Jonas later." If she ended up being late for tea with her editor, she might not make it

Melinda. I'll just go get my makeup and my handbag." As soon as Yulia said this, she went back to her bedroom quickly, told Emily about Melinda's

the coffee shop downtown. Where are you going?" Melinda asked Yulia as

going there

Melinda said in surprise.

disgruntled sigh, Melinda turned around and headed

and walked up to a table. From the looks

to deal with something on

down with her editor. The editor was actually a good tempered person and wasn't too

"Thank you so much,"

that she could not have dinner with him because she had something to discuss with her editor tonight. In just a few seconds,

dare you stand me up like

slightly. She wiped her mouth in

fault. I'm innocent, okay?

up straight and ordered a slice of cake before diving into business with

was about to text back, he received a

"Jonas."

that Jonas picked up the phone at once. "Do you have time tonight? Let's have dinner

you

corners of Emily's mouth. It was

Much to her surprise, Jonas had still not gotten back to the villa. 'I thought that he would be eating

Jonas go home for

you and Mr. Jonas say that you would have dinner outside

Since the

the one who called their dinner off, Melinda felt slightly

their villa and had a nice, long hot bath. Thinking of what she had discussed with the editor, she had some ideas about the development of the novel.

his body. On top of that, there was something else—Melinda was sensitive enough to smell a woman's perfume. Besides, this