Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

Soon, the conversation went to the wrong direction. As a social expert, Kent's roommate was also good at socializing as Greyson. Both of them tried to active the atmosphere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Kent felt strange but familiar. In a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the university.

At that time, he was still a naive young man. He liked Melinda, and he would try every way he could to court her and made a lot of jokes.

However, he had never confessed his love to her seriously, because every time he saw Melinda, she always followed Jonas.

"Let's drink!" Kent poured a glass of wine for himself and shouted to his old friends in the university. They were so excited that they were blowing bottles.

Melinda also poured herself a glass of juice, but she was caught by someone with sharp eyes, so she was named. "How can you drink juice, Melinda? It's a pleasure to drink today."

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well recently. I can't drink wine." Melinda paused and then explained with a smile.

She said those words calmly, like a stream of clear water. And people around her were embarrassed to let her drink.

"It doesn't matter since Mellie doesn't feel well. We can drink whatever we want. The most important thing is to have a good time." Hearing that Melinda was not feeling well, a touch of worry appeared on Kent's face.

He knew Melinda well. She was not a liar. Since she said she was not feeling well, she must be really uncomfortable. Since Melinda looked good today, he did not pay attention to it just now.

"If you don't feel well, just tell me. We can have a party in the future. Why do you force yourself?"

Kent could not help blaming her. He regretted that he had invited Melinda to the party. But now Melinda was paid attention by everyone and he thought that she must feel embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. We are happy as long as we see each other after such a long time."

Melinda hadn't planned to let too many people know about her pregnancy, and she didn't explain anything. Kent was not in a good mood tonight. He kept smiling, but drinking.

His cheeks were redder than before.

They started to drink since noon. Till over three o'clock in the afternoon, Kent was in a dizzy state.

Their dinner was solved in the hotel, and after that, they went upstairs to KTV. There were few people in the private room, and the food in the hotel was rather greasy, so Melinda barely ate.

Next to her was Kent, who was drunk, sitting quietly.

"Kent, are you okay?" Melinda frowned, stretched out her finger and gently poked Kent on his arm. Kent grunted, but didn't respond.

He looked very uncomfortable, bending over the table, and his breathing was much louder than usual.

"He seems to be totally drunk. Let's take him upstairs."

It's noisy in the KTV.

after hesitating. Kent felt bad already and needed a good rest. She used to be scrupulous about gossip, but now

"Are you okay alone?"

while Kent looked elegant but heavy.

go out alone, so Jonas hired a driver and bodyguard for her.

did not plan to leave with Kent right now, but asked

great patience, she also found the decoration of the room interesting.

the sober up tea, he had a rest and became sober, but

are you feeling

his forehead, Kent looked at her in a trance, and felt

his hair, and staggered up from his position. With her bag in her hand, Melinda went forward to support

be careful about everything. She was relieved when she saw that Kent could walk on

I can do it

the table. The driver was to pick Melinda up. He

"Drive Mr. Jiang home."

slowly that he wanted to

was so drunk that he looked like a child. Wherever he

it was. Melinda let the

should leave

man with strong control. Since he

and said with eyes misted. He couldn't stand to see Melinda leaving every

to tell her this would be your safe haven and

sight and hearing, and ignored anything as if he couldn't see or

"Kent, you are drunk."

this. However, when she thought of

smile, which almost

his drunkenness to speak, but now he couldn't say

that he hadn't told the young

But Kent dodged. Melinda sat in the car,

like someone, brutal refusal was

she would never be able to pay him back for the

be very cruel. If one didn't like someone, one

driver came down, Melinda ordered flatly, "Don't tell anyone what

was a pretty smart driver. He nodded his head and sent Melinda back

far from where Kent lived. It was Kent who helped her find this place. The driver

and down restlessly in the living room, with

Melinda thousands of times, but none of them was

door. Seeing that it was Melinda coming in,