Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

"Jonas, thank you for believing in me."

Emily was drunk and looked at Jonas with her misty eyes. His cold and stern face showed a hint of kindness, and they belonged to her, only to her.

Her hand twisted around Jonas’s neck, but he evaded her grasp. He stroked Emily’s hair and said, "Emily, go back to sleep."

"Okay."

Emily acted like she was a behaved girl. After driving her home, Jonas went straight back to his place. Emily gave him many subtle hints, but he ignored them. It had become a habit for him to go home every night, no matter how late.

Feeling annoyed, Melinda went to bed early. After pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom, Jonas went to the spare bedroom.

The sun’s shadows filtered through the single layer of sheer white curtain. A gust of cold, gentle breeze blew into the room. Melinda curled up her body and forced open her eyes sleepily.

After adjusting her eyes to the sunlight, Melinda realized that her window was not closed properly at night. Fortunately, it was only slightly ajar. Apparently, there was no one on the other side of the bed that night.

'Has Jonas come back yet?'

Melinda felt quite upset but didn’t show it on her face. She washed her face and went downstairs, and then she saw Jonas eating breakfast alone.

"Were you in the study last night?"

Melinda rotated her shoulders to loosen up its muscles and sat opposite to Jonas. Their servant, Mary quickly served breakfast to the table. When Melinda picked up the cutlery, Jonas put his down and smoothly wiped his mouth with the napkin.

"I’m going to the office now,"

Jonas said calmly and stood up. He didn’t answer her question. Glancing down at his unfinished plate, Melinda thought it was either he only ate a little or was just about to eat.

Feeling a little weird, Melinda didn’t brood over it. She moved back her chair and got up. Mary handed over Jonas's tie, and she reached out for it, but a slender, steady hand restrained her.

"You go to have breakfast first. I’ll do it myself."

Melinda stood blankly and watched him wear the tie, put on a suit jacket, and carry a briefcase. Then he left.

"Mrs. Gu, your warm milk is ready."

Hearing Mary’s words, Melinda returned to her senses. A myriad of thoughts gathered into her mind, as she felt that Jonas deliberately maintained his distance, or perhaps he was alienating himself from her.

"What time did he go downstairs for breakfast this morning?"

"He just got here before you came down. Today’s breakfast may not suit his appetite, so he only took one bite off the sandwich,"

Mary said. Melinda’s expression became stiffer and stiffer. The breakfast food was the same as usual, and she refused to believe that reason.

Melinda also lost her appetite.

the house early in the morning and came back late, avoiding Melinda. Even when they met, he acted extremely indifferent towards her. Melinda was too vulnerable to discover that he was like this after she telephoned

could have happened that she

that she couldn’t possibly find

time with Emily. Furthermore, Melinda had received a

that day even if there were photos

heart with no apparent reason, and she understood well that it was not the time to be impulsive. Jonas had lost his trust in her momentarily,

pure angel in Jonas’s mind, while Melinda considered her like a bitch deep in her

to get particularly close to Jonas. What she needed

head was about to explode and didn’t know where to begin. At this time, the people conducting the investigation

compelling evidence she had collected. Melinda breathed a sigh of relief and considered every single thing this time after

street lamp. Melinda sat back on the sofa with her head propped up by her hand. Her eyelids drooped, but she was reluctant to go upstairs

she wouldn’t be able to catch him the next morning if she did

didn’t sleep, and the servant wouldn’t risk leaving her alone. There was only one servant, Mary, in their villa looking

better go to bed

Melinda from staying up late, observing how drained she was but continued pulling an all-nighter. She had always been

Catching the sound of Jonas’s car pulling

swung open. Mary left, saying nothing

that Melinda was still awake, Jonas directly entered the room, took a

"Stop, Jonas."

expect Jonas to treat her with such an aloof attitude after

not scare

"What’s up?"

on Jonas’s face, it seemed that he would feel uncomfortable every time he talked

you think you owe me an explanation for your recent

her fingers. She showed him a video that she had saved, but she wasn’t ready to reveal the first part of the recording. She wanted to explain

have nothing to explain to

it. Let’s just talk,

pace of her emotions and put forward

at her. His lips were

to talk. It’s late. I need to

uncooperative stance

rage was burning, and her

what Emily said, but you don’t want to take my side into account, do you?" Melinda was unwilling to

nothing more than the

he considered as the truth was solely

to make you hear me out? Proof?

As her mobile phone landed on the carpet, the glare reflected on

manufacture lies and ask someone to

Again, she realized the grim reality. Between her

the evidence, it was no match for Emily’s