Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

"Mr. Nelson, it's very late right now. Let's go back so that you can have a rest. You can come back later. Don't worry. Miss Yulia will be well taken care of by others now," said the butler. Gavin knew that Nelson was not only sympathizing with Melinda, but also a little angry so he tried to calm him down and get him out of the hospital.

"Alright, let's go,"

Nelson said coldly, without even glancing at Yulia. He was obviously very disappointed, and Yulia bit her lips in hesitation since she didn't know how to appease him.

She felt very hurt and wondered how her grandfather would treat Melinda better than he treated his own granddaughter? Was it because she was the daughter of a mistress?

Yulia hated her identity.

Hearing that Yulia would be staying in hospital for some time, Melinda fell quiet and more agitated than before. If it weren't for her injuries and need for more time to recover, she would have moved out a long time ago.

Nelson had always been kind to Melinda and cared about her wellbeing. After being informed of her altercation with Yulia, he apologized profusely to her and even scolded Jonas fiercely faulting him for what had happened although Jonas wasn't there.

Jonas hadn't been home for the last three days and Nelson just kept getting angry with each passing day as he wondered where his grandson was. Melinda on the other hand was as cool as a cucumber and appeared rather relaxed. She was not bothered at all by his absence.

"Mr. Jonas, welcome back," the old butler said gently as he bowed low with a secret smile.

"Your grandfather has been missing you for the last few days. He must be very happy to see that you are back. Mrs. Gu is also looking forward to your return."

'Melinda? Looking forward to my arrival? Heaven will freeze over before that woman has any feelings towards me,'

Jonas snorted in his mind, although he didn't say anything.

Melinda's hand paused midair, and then as if she recovered quickly and remembered her situation, she continued to eat calmly. If it were before, she would stop what she was doing and greet him enthusiastically.

But now things were different.

Jonas took off his suit jacket as usual, expecting someone to take care of it, but nobody held it for him. Seeing that Melinda was sitting in her place, steady as a mountain, he threw the jacket on the sofa irritably.

"You finally remembered to come back!"

Nelson snorted. He was throwing daggers at his grandson with his eyes, expressing his obvious disapproval and annoyance with Jonas's behavior. He looked at Melinda apologetically, only to find that she didn't even spare his grandson a glance. He was puzzled when he realized she was behaving as if Jonas was nonexistent.

"Grandpa."

Since Jonas had always respected his grandpa, he greeted him even though Nelson was in a bad mood and clearly expressed his displeasure with Jonas. The servant quickly added a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, while Melinda put down the chopsticks she was using and wiped her mouth gracefully.

"I'm full, Grandpa, please enjoy your meal and have a good night."

Smiling, Melinda stood up and left, completely ignoring Jonas. Since Jonas was in a bad mood at being treated as if he was an invisible door post, his cold voice seemed to be able to freeze people.

"Stop."

stopped in her tracks, but did not turn around,

was confused by his strange question. "I don't think we have anything to talk about apart from

was a weird atmosphere in the air that made everyone else uncomfortable. Nelson didn't know what to do to ease the awkwardness, but Melinda seemed unmoved

Jonas in his place. He was especially amused when he saw the expression of wide-eyed shock

urgent to deal with at the company. I'll go back

jacket from the sofa and quickly walked out of the house. He seemed to be running away. Nelson couldn't

been misunderstood; he wasn't trying to find an excuse to ask to leave. The company really had an emergency. Reporters were gathered at the entrance of the company, some even hiding and squatting around the

a short time he had gotten rid of the reporters. When he returned to his office, the PR

of this matter on the business is too great. We have tried our best to manage and contain the situation, but it keeps getting out of hand," the PR manager said in a trembling voice. The most difficult issue they had to deal with, was the vicious rumors and gossip that were

in so much effort, then why do our stock

his voice was as cold as icicles and everyone felt a cold chill

excuse in front of this devil was the perfect

Gu, Miss Holley is here to see you," the

fly that kept buzzing around and difficult

don't want

they currently were in. It was all because a shameless reporter had witnessed Holley

and the public would judge him harshly. The company's image was affected badly by this incident. The public relations crisis and the stock market

up the courage to continue his statement, not wanting to get into trouble. However, before he could finish delivering his message, Jonas threw a cold glance at him, essentially shutting

in front of the company tomorrow morning." Obviously, this was meant for the PR manager. A flash of annoyance crossed his face before he remembered where he

thing he could do now was to contact the staff of Holley's studio. It was laughable and ridiculous that an unknown model had persistently followed the leading star and now was

one could get anywhere and be successful

number by luck. She persistently kept calling him trying to see if she could get an appointment with him. To further take advantage of the free publicity that she was getting, she figured that it would be best

How dare you take advantage of the

sarcastically, with a

what's wrong with you? You weren't

who knew her could instantly tell that she was a stunner and a vixen

to get publicity. A cold smile hung on his lips indicating his opinion on such low antics. A look of regret appeared on Holley's delicate face because

came to his office again holding an iPad

the recent gossip that had been spreading at a rapid speed, classified

you love and are dedicated to each other, you can turn back the whole narrative, and then our crisis will be over," said

wife had been injured but Mr. Gu hadn't been home for the last three days since the day his wife was injured. Any man who had done this would not

want us to give a public display of

crescendo at the end of the question was a clear indication of his disbelief and dissatisfaction with the suggestion. His love with Melinda was nothing more but a

soaked through his shirt leaving a heavy dark patch as it announced his fear. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "This will just be acting. As long as you put on a good show and prove that you are still in love with each other in

mind, 'Mr. Gu, we all know you and Mrs. Gu don't love each other. But you don't have to be like this, at least try and pretend. I feel