Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

At this point, Jonas couldn’t care less about the sudden changes in her behavior. He didn’t stop Melinda from entering the room.

He had eaten nothing since lunch yesterday and had been feeling painful spasms in his stomach. Cold sweat had broken out along his forehead, and his complexion was pale, making his blue veins alarmingly prominent against his skin. It wasn’t until he had some breakfast that his situation started to get better.

Even now his vision was slightly blurry, and he struggled to focus on the piles of paperwork that needed seeing too. Melinda sat down to collect herself. She closed her eyes and was taking a few deep, calming breaths when a shadow loomed over her, and she blinked a few times to clear her vision and gain better focus.

When she opened her eyes she was greeted by Jonas’s handsome face, his dark obsidian eyes full of intent. Melinda felt her heartbeat pick up pace. A familiar feeling stirred within her, reminding her of the moment she first met Jonas.

She had been attracted to him at first sight, and the tug at her heartstrings at this very instant was reminiscent of the bitter past. It felt like a very long time ago.

"You—"

"You—"

They spoke at the same time, then stopped, and looked into each other’s eyes.

They had been silently staring at each other for a few minutes, lost in their own thoughts, when the door suddenly clicked. They both jumped, and the spell was broken.

William strode into the room with some papers in hand, and then paused halfway. His gaze went back and forth between the two, noting the rather awkward atmosphere. He had a nagging feeling he interrupted something significant.

"Mr. Gu, here’s the information you wanted." William hurriedly placed the documents on a nearby table before scurrying out of the room.

When they were alone again, Jonas cleared his throat, but neither said anything. They settled down and dove into the task at hand, joining efforts in investigating the incident.

Soon the sun was setting, and meals and snacks had been had, but they managed zero progress. When they arrived home, Jonas had a ghastly, exhausted expression on his face.

"How are things going?" Nelson asked as soon as the couple entered the foyer. He had been worried all day, and with good reason. He had spent his life pouring his heart and soul into Soaring Group. Jonas gave a weary sigh and ran a hand over his face. "It’s all under investigation still."

Apparently it wasn’t the answer Nelson wanted to hear. "Jonas, I entrusted the company to you, and this is what you do with it! Financial crisis? Do you even understand how grave this situation is?"

A vein was popping on Nelson’s temple, so Melinda quickly came between them and tried to cajole the older man. "Grandpa, please calm down. All of this is just a setback caused by many factors. Jonas never meant for this to happen, and I’m sure he can take care of this matter."

"Yes, I’m sure my brother can handle it." Yulia was standing at the foot of the stairs, and was wearing a cold expression as she glared at Melinda.

She never did like the woman. But she would always support Jonas, especially since he was the one putting food on the table.

"I have a lot of questions still unanswered," Jonas finally said in a tired voice. "I’m going to another city to look into the finances."

had a stubborn and arrogant air about

how blind love could make a person, wondering how she never noticed all the

scene that was playing out that instant, she decided it would be better to serve as a buffer

go with Jonas. I’ll be keeping an eye on him, so you don’t have to

been immensely worried about the status of their relationship. Perhaps this was

a second thought, but not without

acknowledgment of the weight of

which wasn’t an easy arrangement for Melinda. She had led a carefree life in recent months, and the diligent work that their investigation required

and she immediately fell asleep on the car ride. Jonas was with her in the backseat, poring over the documents he brought with him. He was intent on

She gently rubbed her cheek against the fabric of

body stiffened involuntarily at this sudden contact, and he slowly

straight ahead, lost in his thoughts. Then he rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath, as

careful about it that he didn’t notice the glances the driver was stealing through

by Melinda’s constant company lately. He was not expecting her to stand by his side, especially since things had gotten difficult in recent days. He sighed again, closing his eyes. He would not think too deeply on it. They entered into contract, so it was only natural that they both upheld their ends of the deal. Beside him Melinda stirred, the motion bringing her face closer to his cheek. Jonas turned to check on her, and his mouth accidentally landed against her lips. He sat there, silent and dumbfounded at this development, but made no move to change it. Instead he stared at her closed eyes, familiarizing himself

was by no means the first time they were this close; neither was it the first time they kissed, but it was the first time he felt...warm. Warmth was

eyes suddenly popped open. She took a second to register what was happening. Then she frantically

on her head, her

jumping out of the car and letting the ground swallow her whole when she heard Jonas chuckle. She stared at

was laughing openly, and his eyes held a mischievous glint. Melinda

are almost at the hotel." The driver’s voice startled them both,

dress. She glanced at Jonas next to her, and saw

her nap in the car, Melinda

look on her face made him rethink. A little detour wouldn’t hurt, surely. So they had a light

the records for two whole days, and Melinda kept him company the whole time, assisting him when necessary. She had told their grandfather that she was tagging along to supervise him, but in truth she did a lot more than that. Thanks to her, they managed to solve the problem by the end of the

of Melinda. She had lost a considerable amount of weight. She was already slim to begin with, and she’d only gotten thinner in the past few

the time off tomorrow afternoon," he said over dinner when they finally returned. "Let’s go

his conscience that it took a great deal out of her to do so. He knew she was fond of shopping, and saw how her eyes would dart

unaffected expression, but it didn’t escape Jonas

wasn’t because she was excited to go out with Jonas. Not at all. In an effort to distract

Jonas had bought her tons of clothes from when they were pretending to be a happily married couple, but she seldom wore any of those. Today, for the first time, she was going to choose among the stash Jonas had gifted

off her neck and

and pure, which only added to her allure. Melinda had won the genetic lottery, and she had never required much effort to look attractive

effort into dressing up, although she didn’t really need much. Given her face and her figure, she could give supermodels a run for their money if she wanted