Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

It was nearly noon and the sun was blazing in the sky but the gentle breeze that swept on the road carried a pleasant coolness. Seeing the two cars parked in the middle of the road, the other cars behind that of Jonas's began to take a detour.

Emily glanced at Jonas's chiseled jaw and the tiny stubbles that were peeping out. That was when she realized that she was obsessed with him.

"Is anything wrong?"

Jonas frowned and looked at his watch again. Emily did not miss the anxiety in his eyes. She was determined to stop Jonas from attending Melinda's book launch event.

"Yeah, I don't know what happened. It's not starting. I don't know how to check the car and see if something is wrong with it. Can you help me?"

Emily asked as she raked her eyes across Jonas's face, trying to read his expression. He nodded and got out to inspect her car.

"Is something wrong with the car?" Emily asked as she followed Jonas.

"Give me the keys."

Emily handed the keys and Jonas tried starting the engine but it screeched loudly and refused to start. Just when Jonas tried starting the car again, he saw a picture of him and Emily, when they were young, hanging in the car.

Emily bit her lip with excitement when she caught Jonas glancing at the photo. She had hung the picture on purpose to find out if Jonas still cared about the relationship they had in the past.

His jaw tightened as he looked at the picture and finally pulled it apart. Emily's eyes widened with shock. She wanted to stop him but her legs refused to move.

"Jonas…" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"I don't want you to hang this in the car. It could cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Emily's heart sank. She couldn't snap out of the shock. Jonas held the picture and glanced at her coldly.

He wasn't immature to rip the photo but he knew that Emily shouldn't have hung the picture in the car where everyone could see.

"Yes… err... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I won't do that again, I promise,"

Emily said shakily as she put the pendant inside her bag.

Her curly hair was a little dry due to long neglect. She was weak as she had not taken good care of her health. Her chin was narrow and bony as she had lost a lot of weight.

"I can't figure out what is wrong with the car. You can ask someone to help you repair it."

Jonas frowned at his clothes that were stained and wrinkled. He sensed that something was wrong but he didn't want to waste his time here.

"Oh, okay."

wallpaper. It was a picture of her with Jonas that she had taken at his place. Emily wasn't afraid of Melinda then. Although Jonas was always cold, she felt safe

back. She was sure that her plan would work and she

on the pavement, staring at

felt that there was a

launch event. The walls were filled with autographs, and the crew brought small gifts for the people who had come to

about to start. Hasn't he come yet?" the editor

he is on his way," Melinda said as she glanced at her

for the hundredth time but

him. Jonas had never failed to attend the call and

Are you nervous? You were fine a few minutes ago. Is something wrong?" the editor asked

she joked. Melinda forced a smile and excused

closed her eyes, took deep breaths, and gradually calmed

answer. She pursed her lips and thought for a while

manner where they would reveal the mysterious guest in the end. Melinda knew that the event

still trying to repair Emily's car. The cellphone on the black sports car that was

He finally found the reason behind the problem and

you." Emily smiled

and tried wiping the sweat beads that had lined on Jonas's forehead. But he stopped

Err... here, take it." Emily gave the handkerchief to

Jonas had moved away from

a piece of tissue," Jonas

snatched the handkerchief and went inside the

a bottle of water and gave it to Jonas. He washed his hands until it

lined on his forehead as he couldn't smooth the wrinkles

you don't mind, can I invite

time and breathed a sigh of relief. It was already late and there was

"No, thanks,"

tissue and aimed it at the trashcan on the road. The tissue fell right into

still here?" he asked, arching an

yeah, I'll leave

he had already left without looking back.

car that had been blocking the intersection had left.

in the evening. He knew that he couldn't

the phone and saw the missed calls from Melinda. His

Melinda finished answering all the questions. Everyone was more

dramatic entry. But the hall

Kent is my senior in college, but more than that he is a wonderful friend who changed my life. It was him who guided me towards the path of literature

"Thank you for being a spark of