Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

It was a quiet restaurant in a relatively remote location, so it was private which was what Emily was looking for since she had become quite popular of late.

If it weren't for the demands of the team that she was working with, she would have liked to advertise how she and Jonas were doing so well together.

Since Jonas was a member of the restaurant, he had arranged for a private room in advance for Melinda and even gone a step further and ordered many of the dishes that she liked.

Both Melinda and Jonas arrived at the restaurant early, but they had not expected that Emily would have arrived earlier than both of them. As soon as Jonas entered the restaurant, he was guided to the room where Emily was occupying.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in our room."

Melinda smiled at Jonas and then asked a waiter to lead her to the room that Jonas had booked. Coincidentally, their rooms were next to each other.

It was not until Jonas saw Melinda get into the room that he pushed open the door of the next room. As soon as Jonas walked in, Emily, who had been applying a touch of lipstick and trying to make sure that her make-up was on point, hurriedly packed up her things, and straightened up her clothes, revealing her perfect ensemble. Emily had dressed up with a lot of care, and every item of clothing was strategically chosen to make her look irresistible.

"Jonas, here you are."

With a bright smile, Emily walked up to Jonas and tried to guide him to their seat by the arm, but Jonas sidestepped her actions and she grabbed on to air. To cover her embarrassment, Emily swiftly turned to the waiter at the door as if that was what she had intended to do all along. "Serve the dishes now."

The waiter left and closed the door behind him discreetly. Jonas pulled his tie and sat down at a position closest to the door and furthest from Emily's seat, as if he was ready for flight.

Emily picked up the red wine on the table and poured two glasses for each of them. "This is your favorite wine. I have been keeping it for a long time, so today I came here in advance so that I could open it since this is just the right time to drink it. Have a try."

Jonas took the glass from her but put it back on the table, leaving it untouched.

"Jonas, are you angry with me for some reason?" Emily asked cautiously.

She thought that Jonas accepting to meet her at the restaurant was an indication that he had forgiven her and was willing to forget what had happened. However, the way things were developing, nothing was happening as the way she had expected.

"No."

"Jonas, I want to thank you for helping me. I propose a toast to you."

While speaking, Emily drank up the red wine and started producing a guttural sound, coughing incessantly with tears filling her eyes until she took a sip of water. Seeming to have no care in the world or at Emily's distress, Jonas sat there disinterested.

"Emily, this is the last thing I am doing for you. Never contact me again from now on."

Jonas still remembered that he had agreed to meet Emily specifically to break up with her. When Emily heard his words, her face went pale and her hands shook violently as if the wine glass had suddenly become hot.

"Jonas, are... are you kidding me?"

look like I am joking with

was

so many years. How can you break up with me so easily like a discarded piece of tissue? Did you forget the deal we made when we were young? I have patiently waited for you. Even when you were forced to marry someone else, I never blamed you. I just assumed that as long as we were together for the rest of our lives, it did not matter. Even if I am just your lover,

felt as if someone was squeezing it with a grip of steel. She suddenly burst into bitter tears as her heart shattered into

you're in a bad mood and need someone to talk to, if you're in any kind trouble or if you miss me, you can

to accept such a final decision. Jonas decided to cut off contact with her

him of their childhood agreement and how much she had sacrificed for him, hoping that the guilt would make him change his mind.

happened was all good while it lasted, but that was just it. It was all in the past. Emily's words reminded him of

rarely seen sweet smile appeared on his face. While Emily was busy celebrating, he turned to concentrate on what they were talking about

As long as you make good use of this opportunity, your position in the entertainment circle will

he had rehearsed for a few hours, he stood up from his seat. Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open, and

for me, so unfortunately I can't

around and left without waiting for any response from Emily, who was still shocked at the new Jonas who was apologetically ending their years of close contact.

Emily's for dinner and it was quite convenient since Melinda didn't have to ask Jonas much about how the meeting went. Melinda had overheard some gossip from the waiters when she passed

as the car door opened, he was at the door shooting questions at Jonas, trying to get

slowed down, why don't you take a break since you have been putting in so many

time when Melinda wasn't around to lowly speak to his grandson. He worried that his grandson

of exotic places they could both visit. He then reorganized his work and tackled the most urgent while pushing the dates for those that didn't need immediate attention so that he could get

for Melinda but kept it as a secret hoping to

for their travel. Melinda on the other hand was oblivious of all the activities

a specific country you like or

realization that he knew nothing about Melinda's likes and dislikes. He blamed himself for not caring enough about

don't like any particular country. Our country

Jonas was asking such weird questions, but she gave him the most truthful answer she could master, which frustrated Jonas. It seemed that getting information from

place in mind that you would like

in her hand, and then turned wide eyed at him, in confusion. She had made a guess of what he was talking about but didn't want to speak

on earth are

really hard for Jonas to express himself since he had a low emotional intelligence and he had assumed that the

a well-deserved long vacation days coming up in two days. Let's travel together. Besides, don't writers like traveling as part

his thoughts.

don't

that Melinda would treat his proposal like a pest without

have

been busy, leaving home early in the morning and returning late in the evening so as to prepare for this trip. If they

can go alone. I

for a moment since he had