Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

"Jonas, thank you for believing in me."

Emily was drunk and looked at Jonas with her misty eyes. His cold and stern face showed a hint of kindness, and they belonged to her, only to her.

Her hand twisted around Jonas’s neck, but he evaded her grasp. He stroked Emily’s hair and said, "Emily, go back to sleep."

"Okay."

Emily acted like she was a behaved girl. After driving her home, Jonas went straight back to his place. Emily gave him many subtle hints, but he ignored them. It had become a habit for him to go home every night, no matter how late.

Feeling annoyed, Melinda went to bed early. After pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom, Jonas went to the spare bedroom.

The sun’s shadows filtered through the single layer of sheer white curtain. A gust of cold, gentle breeze blew into the room. Melinda curled up her body and forced open her eyes sleepily.

After adjusting her eyes to the sunlight, Melinda realized that her window was not closed properly at night. Fortunately, it was only slightly ajar. Apparently, there was no one on the other side of the bed that night.

'Has Jonas come back yet?'

Melinda felt quite upset but didn’t show it on her face. She washed her face and went downstairs, and then she saw Jonas eating breakfast alone.

"Were you in the study last night?"

Melinda rotated her shoulders to loosen up its muscles and sat opposite to Jonas. Their servant, Mary quickly served breakfast to the table. When Melinda picked up the cutlery, Jonas put his down and smoothly wiped his mouth with the napkin.

"I’m going to the office now,"

Jonas said calmly and stood up. He didn’t answer her question. Glancing down at his unfinished plate, Melinda thought it was either he only ate a little or was just about to eat.

Feeling a little weird, Melinda didn’t brood over it. She moved back her chair and got up. Mary handed over Jonas's tie, and she reached out for it, but a slender, steady hand restrained her.

"You go to have breakfast first. I’ll do it myself."

Melinda stood blankly and watched him wear the tie, put on a suit jacket, and carry a briefcase. Then he left.

"Mrs. Gu, your warm milk is ready."

Hearing Mary’s words, Melinda returned to her senses. A myriad of thoughts gathered into her mind, as she felt that Jonas deliberately maintained his distance, or perhaps he was alienating himself from her.

"What time did he go downstairs for breakfast this morning?"

"He just got here before you came down. Today’s breakfast may not suit his appetite, so he only took one bite off the sandwich,"

Mary said. Melinda’s expression became stiffer and stiffer. The breakfast food was the same as usual, and she refused to believe that reason.

Melinda also lost her appetite.

towards her. Melinda was too vulnerable to discover that he was like this after she telephoned him to tell him

could have happened

doubts. Knowing that she couldn’t possibly find any answer from Jonas, she hired someone to

Emily. Furthermore, Melinda had received a

that day even if there were photos

filled Melinda’s heart with no apparent reason, and she understood well that it was not the time to be impulsive. Jonas had lost his trust in her momentarily,

pure angel in Jonas’s mind, while Melinda considered her

particularly close to Jonas.

if her head was about to explode and didn’t know where to begin. At this time, the people conducting the investigation sent her a video

compelling evidence she had collected. Melinda breathed a sigh of relief and considered every single thing this time after she had

Melinda sat back on the sofa with her head propped up by her

that she wouldn’t be able to catch him the next morning if

servant wouldn’t risk leaving her alone. There was

you’d better go to bed

was but continued pulling an all-nighter. She had

to bed now. I... He’s back." Catching the sound of Jonas’s car pulling up, Melinda quickly scrambled up to her feet so fast that she almost fell to

the door swung open. Mary left, saying nothing

the room, took a

"Stop, Jonas."

expect Jonas to treat her with such an aloof

not scare Jonas

"What’s up?"

look on Jonas’s face, it seemed that he would feel uncomfortable

you think you owe me an explanation for your

she wasn’t ready to

Melinda, I have nothing

you... Forget it. Let’s

adjust the pace of her

at her. His lips were thin, and his

no need to talk. It’s late. I need

uncooperative stance provoked Melinda

rage was burning, and her breathing

but you don’t want to take my side into account, do you?" Melinda was unwilling to give up, and her eyes were full

say is nothing more than the truth. I know what’s

felt infuriated, and he knew it. What he considered as the truth was solely

to make you hear me out? Proof? I

down. As her mobile phone landed on the carpet, the glare reflected

me about it. What’s your evidence? All you did was to manufacture lies and ask someone to create the phony video. I must say, Melinda, you make me feel

realized the grim reality. Between her and

evidence, it was