Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

It was nearly noon and the sun was blazing in the sky but the gentle breeze that swept on the road carried a pleasant coolness. Seeing the two cars parked in the middle of the road, the other cars behind that of Jonas's began to take a detour.

Emily glanced at Jonas's chiseled jaw and the tiny stubbles that were peeping out. That was when she realized that she was obsessed with him.

"Is anything wrong?"

Jonas frowned and looked at his watch again. Emily did not miss the anxiety in his eyes. She was determined to stop Jonas from attending Melinda's book launch event.

"Yeah, I don't know what happened. It's not starting. I don't know how to check the car and see if something is wrong with it. Can you help me?"

Emily asked as she raked her eyes across Jonas's face, trying to read his expression. He nodded and got out to inspect her car.

"Is something wrong with the car?" Emily asked as she followed Jonas.

"Give me the keys."

Emily handed the keys and Jonas tried starting the engine but it screeched loudly and refused to start. Just when Jonas tried starting the car again, he saw a picture of him and Emily, when they were young, hanging in the car.

Emily bit her lip with excitement when she caught Jonas glancing at the photo. She had hung the picture on purpose to find out if Jonas still cared about the relationship they had in the past.

His jaw tightened as he looked at the picture and finally pulled it apart. Emily's eyes widened with shock. She wanted to stop him but her legs refused to move.

"Jonas…" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"I don't want you to hang this in the car. It could cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Emily's heart sank. She couldn't snap out of the shock. Jonas held the picture and glanced at her coldly.

He wasn't immature to rip the photo but he knew that Emily shouldn't have hung the picture in the car where everyone could see.

"Yes… err... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I won't do that again, I promise,"

Emily said shakily as she put the pendant inside her bag.

Her curly hair was a little dry due to long neglect. She was weak as she had not taken good care of her health. Her chin was narrow and bony as she had lost a lot of weight.

"I can't figure out what is wrong with the car. You can ask someone to help you repair it."

Jonas frowned at his clothes that were stained and wrinkled. He sensed that something was wrong but he didn't want to waste his time here.

"Oh, okay."

was a picture of her with Jonas that she had taken at his place. Emily wasn't afraid of Melinda then. Although Jonas was always cold, she

had her back. She was sure that her plan

nothing to Jonas. He was standing on the pavement,

that there was

with autographs, and the crew brought small gifts for the people who

about to start. Hasn't he come yet?" the editor asked

way," Melinda said as

hundredth time but

if something had happened to him. Jonas had

fine a few minutes ago. Is something wrong?" the editor asked as he

every moment of it," she joked. Melinda forced a smile and excused herself to go to the washroom. She wanted

closed her eyes, took deep breaths, and gradually

for one last time but he didn't answer. She pursed her lips and thought for

the mysterious guest in the end. Melinda knew that the event would collapse without the

was still trying to repair Emily's car. The cellphone on the black sports car

a friend to help him repair the car. He finally found the reason behind the problem and grabbed the tools from the car. Jonas followed

thank you."

wiping the sweat beads that had lined on

it." Emily gave the handkerchief

couldn't accept that Jonas had moved

just give me a piece of

the handkerchief and went inside the car

gave it to Jonas. He washed

lined on his forehead as he

can I invite you

relief. It

"No, thanks,"

tissue and aimed it at the trashcan on the road. The tissue

you still here?"

I'll

already left without looking back. Jonas

had been blocking the intersection

He knew that he couldn't make it to Melinda's book launch irrespective of how fast

picked the phone and saw the missed calls from Melinda. His heart

answering all the questions. Everyone was more curious to find the mystery man than listening to Melinda's

dramatic entry.

none other than Kent," Melinda announced, smiling at him. "I believe all of you are familiar with the novel. Kent is my senior in college, but more than that he is a wonderful friend who changed my life. It was him who guided me towards the path of literature and believed in me when no one else did." The hall broke into thunderous

"Thank you for being a spark of light during the darkest