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 him,

blind love could make a person, wondering how she never

be better to serve as a buffer so the arguments would not

an eye on

old man eyed the two. He had been immensely worried about the status of their relationship. Perhaps this was a

agreed to it without a second thought, but not without cautioning his grandson. "Don’t

in acknowledgment of the

for Melinda. She had led a carefree life in recent months, and the diligent

her in the backseat, poring over the documents he brought with him. He was intent on the papers when he felt a weight fall on his

She gently rubbed her cheek against the fabric of his shirt,

involuntarily at this sudden contact, and he

formed a thin flat line. For a while he only stared straight ahead, lost in his thoughts. Then he rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if bracing himself.

notice the glances the driver was stealing through the rear-view mirror, or the small smile that

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

it the first time they kissed, but it was the first time he felt...warm. Warmth was the only word that

She took a second to register what was happening. Then she frantically jumped back in her seat, bumping her head against

the sore spot on her

and letting the ground swallow her whole

held a mischievous glint. Melinda started to

them both, and whatever spell there was in the back seat was

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

at the hotel. Refreshed from her

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

assisting him when necessary. She had told their grandfather that she was tagging along to supervise him, but in

of weight. She was already slim to begin with, and she’d only gotten thinner in the past few days. If a strong wind were to blow past them, he had no doubt she’d be swept away easily. He, on the other hand, had been looking better and growing more refreshed

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

for him, and it pricked 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 to the malls when

right then." Melinda was wearing a calm, unaffected expression, but it didn’t escape Jonas how she had a

Not at all. In an effort to distract herself from that line

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

settled on a nude dress, which greatly suited her gentle temperament. It had a unique neckline that showed off her neck and collarbones, and accentuated the delicate features of her face. She accessorized with a thin platinum

Melinda had won the genetic lottery, and she had never required much effort to look attractive even

although she didn’t really need much. Given her face and her figure, she could give supermodels a run for their money