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."

of Melinda and didn't know how to deal with it, so he did

now. I have explained everything to her, and said all the right things but she always seems to misunderstand me. How can she

he had no choice but to keep her company silently. So in the end, he had felt uncomfortable and went out

had been in the past, Jonas would never have thought that at

balance in your relationship has been tipped towards your wife and

love with

but his voice became lower and lower as time went by. He even began to question himself and wonder if he had really fallen in

person, you pay attention to that person, and even give

for Melinda, but he always explained it as a compromise for his grandfather. He always made a lot of excuses for his behavior, but he forgot that the answer could be as simple as the

about Emily, what do you

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 form of responsibility, so you probably misled yourself that you love her,"

confused that he felt like he was constantly riding a roller coaster and his feelings were always being pulled in all directions. However after listening to his friend's analysis,

a lot, but Jonas was no

Now he was eager to go

fast speed and swerving unsteadily on the road, basically being a menace to other drivers. He was

it was confirmed that he was driving while intoxicated. He was booked in by the traffic

didn't seem to realize the severity of the situation. He arrived at the police station with the police in a daze and only seemed to comprehend what had happened when they read him his

details, they found out Jonas's real identity. They were a bit overwhelmed, because this was the heir of the Gu family and things could get very complicated if they didn't

in, they couldn't just send him out and pretend as if nothing had happened, especially since he was obviously

family to bail

out his mobile phone and gave him Melinda's number. In the past, this kind

through. They tried a second time, and

the police station

where he was. Then, she was totally shocked when she got a call from

"Is he okay?"

only need to bail

Melinda was relieved. She was still wearing the suit which she had worn to the coffee shop, and when she got home, she had no time to change her

for Jonas's safety, so she chose to drive by herself. When Nelson saw her through the window going out in a hurry, he

protect Mellie. She is worried about Jonas

still cared about Jonas, but he didn't know how they were going to handle their

his eyes trying to rest a little bit. His messy hair which needed a haircut fell on his

made the policemen feel nauseous. They didn't say anything about it

seemed to soothe his burning throat although he

back on the seat, his eyes closed, relaxing. Thinking of how worried and flustered she had been, that she hadn't even had time to look at her appearance, she could feel her anger rising

"Jonas!"

Jonas. She had always been a gentle woman, and she seldom acted so irritable, but this was

policemen didn't want to witness the