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."

phone and glanced at the wallpaper. It 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 felt safe and secure

had her back. She was sure that her plan would work and she could have

He was standing on the pavement, staring

was a reason behind Emily's

were filled with autographs,

event is about to start. Hasn't he come

he is on his way," Melinda said as she glanced at her

the hundredth time but there

wondered if something had happened to him. Jonas had never failed to attend the call and

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

Nobody is going to wage a war against you. It's your big day and you should enjoy every moment of it," she joked. Melinda forced a smile and excused herself to go to the washroom. She wanted to splash cold

her eyes, took deep

her lips and thought for a while before she sent a message to Kent,

a manner where they would reveal the mysterious guest in the end. Melinda knew that the event would collapse without the

car. The cellphone on the black sports car that was parked next to Emily's

the problem and grabbed the tools from the car. Jonas followed

thank you." Emily

sweat beads that had lined on

Err... here, take it." Emily gave the handkerchief to

Jonas had moved away from her because

just give me a piece of tissue," Jonas

snatched the handkerchief and went inside the

it to Jonas. He washed his hands until

on his forehead as he couldn't smooth the wrinkles on his

don't mind, can I invite

sigh of relief. It was already

"No, thanks,"

the tissue and aimed it at the

still here?" he asked, arching an

I'll leave

but he had already left without

intersection

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

the missed calls from Melinda. His heart

finished answering all the questions. Everyone was more curious to find the mystery

a dramatic entry. But the hall

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

turned to look at Kent. "Thank you for being a spark