Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 143 Useless Explanations

"Yulia, I’m not feeling well." Melinda’s tone was cold. "I’m afraid I can’t accompany you any further."

Yulia knew the reason, of course. She didn’t really need Melinda’s help anyway.

Her purpose was an entirely different matter, and she had accomplished that already.

She didn’t protest, but she could see that the encounter had a physical effect on the other woman.

If they came back to mansion and the rest of the family saw the state Melinda was in, they would no doubt blame it on Yulia. "Let me take you back home."

"There’s no need for that," Melinda’s reply was swift. "You need to continue checking out your shop."

She needed a moment of peace. The bustle of the city was giving her a headache, and she was feeling close to suffocating.

She wanted to explode.

Yulia bit her lip and examined the situation. Her main concern was the certainty that Nelson and Queena would think she had done something to Melinda if she returned like this. She couldn’t let that happen.

"No, it would be better if I stayed with you," she tried again, her intent genuine this time, albeit somehow two-faced.

It gave Melinda pause. ‘It looks like Yulia really cares about me,’ she mused.

But she had suffered enough in the hands of this girl to let herself be fooled over repeatedly. ‘She’s only putting up appearances.’

"I want to be left alone," she told Yulia firmly. The younger girl was too embarrassed to insist any further after such an absolute denial, so she said nothing. Melinda walked away and Yulia let her.

As she passed by the spot where she saw her husband and another woman earlier, Melinda was assaulted by the pungent smell of tobacco and the cloying scent of Emily’s perfume.

The pounding on her temples grew stronger. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, she raised her chin, and walked to the parking lot with her head held high.

As soon as she was seated inside her car, however, her facade cracked, and the dam broke. She hunched over the steering wheel and sobbed quietly.

How many times had she told herself that her husband was never worth crying her heart out? Countless times. Too many times.

And yet there she was, her tears falling uncontrollably as she let her heart be wrenched and gutted yet again.

She allowed herself a good cry, and it took her the better part of the hour before the tears subsided.

The seat beside her was littered with dirty tissues, and the tissue box on her dashboard was almost empty.

She pulled out a couple more sheets, and took a final dab at her eyes. They felt swollen and puffy, and they no doubt looked just how they felt.

She glanced at her reflection on the rearview mirror, and could see that her cheeks were red as well.

She took a sip of water from the tumbler she always packed in her car, and then rummaged for her makeup kit. After a couple of beats, she realized she hadn’t brought it with her, which was a total bummer.

question her. She

it, so despite her worry, she

sped up the stairs, locked the bedroom door behind her,

was vibrating rather insistently on the table. She picked it up,

herself, and took a

felt like forever. He had dialed her number several times already,

dread came over him. He remembered that his wife was

dialing Yulia’s number next when his ongoing

from all her crying, but in his relief, Jonas wasn’t able to

calling you so many times, why did it take you so

Melinda was feeling a tad too sensitive at the moment. And

glued to the phone all the time, and my time so free and flexible that I have

that he realized something was wrong. Very

already racing with

I’m fine." Melinda’s voice was weary and cold. She sounded as if the past few days they shared

something to say. "Mellie, I...

had something to do with the actress. Perhaps such was the case now. He'd

reach his wife in the first place anyway. He had

It was exactly the wrong thing to say at the moment. If Melinda

phone. ‘So a so-called clean break now

the beat of confused silence over the line, but before Jonas could say anything more, she

To say

count. It had become a cycle, and

Truthfully, Melinda no longer saw the point in hanging on to Jonas any longer. The point had

to do but to

and still holding the phone, Jonas came to the

see his wife immediately.

of documents in his arms, meant to be delivered to his

scowl, and his secretary could only stare as the

possibly happened? His boss had been pleased and rather cheerful only

the Gu's mansion usually took one hour,

residence

just come back herself, and was in the living room being served some snacks by Gavin. She had mixed feelings

knew what she had done, and she could not help the terror she felt

end, and

brother’s direction, and her quiet guilt became useful

Jonas demanded, his face

he looked to Yulia. He knew the two women went out earlier, but

towards Yulia as well, and she knew he was about to accuse her of some thing or other

you’ve really gone too far today!" she spat at her brother. Everyone, including the

"What the

up her spine, but she gritted her teeth. "We know you

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