Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

"Why are you drinking here?"

The man noted that there were many empty glasses in front of Jonas, and the bartender was still making more drinks for him. The level of alcohol content in the glass was higher than what was normally expected in such a small glass.

"Because this is where I stopped the car."

Jonas drank up all the wine that was remaining in the glass. It was a little strong and it burned his throat but he immediately felt happy after ingesting it.

"I have made a reservation. Let's move to the VIP section."

The man sensed that there was something bothering Jonas, when he noticed how disheveled he looked. A strong pungent alcoholic smell emanated from his body, an indication that he had been drinking for a while. This was always the case when they were in college, Jonas would always silently drink away his problems, and they would always go to this pub until whatever was bothering him had been sorted. Now it felt as if they were back to their college days.

Jonas didn't refuse. He was upset and in a state, so he needed someone to listen to him and bounce off his problems. His friend had come at the perfect time, just like when they were in the college.

They both took their seats and before they could even settle down, they had attracted attentions like nectar to bees. Jonas had always attracted attention wherever he went, especially from the opposite sex. He had a fine and perfectly symmetrical bone structure which made him look manly. He looked more striking and approachable due to the slight alcohol induced flush that made his cheeks appear rosy. People from the nearby tables were throwing looks at them, most of whom were college students out for a thrill.

"I see, you haven't lost your charm. You are still as popular as before," the man said jokingly with a smile.

Then he poured a glass of wine for each of them, and gave a pair of dice to Jonas. The two silently begun playing just to kill time.

Generally the man wouldn't be a match for Jonas, but today, Jonas was on the losing end.

"Are you intentionally letting me win?"

The man saw that Jonas was drinking the wine like water and deliberately making himself drunk, so he stopped playing the dice for a while and looked at Jonas seriously.

As he looked at the so many faces of people in pub, the only face that kept haunting Jonas's mind was Melinda's angry face, his brows furrowed fiercely trying to get that image out of his head.

"Why is this woman so troublesome today? I..."

By that time, Jonas was drunk beyond his normal limit so his tongue was loose. Looking at his old friend, he could not help but speak out all he had been hiding in his heart.

It was interesting that every time he talked about Melinda, he wore a smile on his face. On the contrary, when he talked about Emily, it was with obvious disgust and indifference.

"Jonas, it seems that in all these years, your emotional intelligence has still never developed," his friend said helplessly.

Although Jonas had excelled academically, in different fields and had obviously done well for himself in the business world, his emotional intelligence was still very low.

Actually, when it came to how to handle other issued, Jonas was good and quite intuitive, but when it came to relationships, he was not sharp enough.

In many cases, he was not able to distinguish his feeling towards others and understand whether he loved them or not.

"Maybe you are right."

thought of Melinda and didn't know how to

everything to her, and said all the right things but she always seems to misunderstand me. How can she be so

but he had no choice but to keep her company silently.

would never have thought that at one point he would be so vexed because

hard to deal with this matter. Perhaps it is just that you haven't realized that the balance in

In love

became lower and lower as time went by. He even began to question himself and wonder if he had

about a person, you pay attention to that person, and even give up a lot for her, you must be falling

explained it as a compromise for his grandfather. He always made a lot of excuses for his behavior, but

what do you

anxiety reflected in his bright, slightly watery eyes as if he was eager to know something important. He always looked up to his friend for solid advice, and his friend did not disappoint him. "You treat her well maybe just because of a promise you made to her from childhood, which you regard more as a

his feelings were always being pulled in all directions. However after listening to

been drinking a lot, but Jonas was no longer melancholic, he

that they left. Now he was eager to go back and see Melinda and tell her about his new

entrance of the pub, and Jonas who was very drunk was driving at a fast speed

him in and once it was confirmed that he was driving while intoxicated. He was booked in by the traffic police

severity of the situation. He arrived at the police station with the police in a daze and only seemed

real identity. They were a bit overwhelmed, because this was the heir of the Gu family and things could

send him out and pretend as if nothing had happened, especially since

your family to bail you out," the policeman on duty

then took out his mobile phone and gave him Melinda's number. In the past, this kind of thing would have

get through. They tried a second time, and finally

you Mrs. Gu? Your husband is in the police station put in for drunk driving.

had just disappeared on her, without letting her know where he was. Then, she was totally shocked when she got a call from the

"Is he okay?"

bail him out," the

necessary. Melinda was relieved. She was still wearing the suit which she had worn to the coffee

she chose to drive by herself. When Nelson saw her through the window going out in a hurry, he asked Gavin what the issue was. Gavin tracked her car and realized that she was headed towards the police station. After a short call to the police station, he

Mellie. She

Melinda was still worried about Jonas, Nelson knew that she still cared about Jonas, but he didn't

police station, Jonas was exhausted, so he sat in his seat and closed his eyes trying to rest a little bit. His messy hair which needed a haircut fell on his forehead making

policemen feel nauseous. They didn't say anything about it because they could not afford to offend him. They were even courteous enough to give

the hot water which seemed to soothe his burning throat

a different scene from what she had expected. Jonas had thrown his head back on the seat, his eyes closed, relaxing. Thinking of how worried and flustered

"Jonas!"

had always been a gentle woman, and she seldom acted so irritable, but this was too much for her. Hearing her voice, Jonas straightened up

witness the