Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness
Chapter 102
Melinda was cold to her husband the whole night, and it wore on his already fragile state. He wanted to vent his emotions somewhere; they were becoming too heavy for him to carry for much longer.
But every time he felt like he could no longer bear it, every time he moved to do something, the memory of the past afternoon reared its head like a glowering beast ready to devour him.
Then he would grow somber, and become dispirited, and would always end up retreating back into his own room.
The place had been his bedroom not so long ago.
But as he stood there, he had the vague sense that it didn’t belong to him anymore, didn’t welcome in the way it always did in the past. The walls were painted a light of slate gray, and gave off a cool, sort of emotionless atmosphere to the room.
He had few personal belongings left here; he had brought most of them with him to Melinda’s room. In fact, this room had been rather empty for a while now. Only servants would come up regularly to clean.
Jonas sat at the edge of the bed and ran his hands down his face. Then he flung his body back on the covers, arms out, and stared at the ceiling.
The room felt cold. Was it always this cold in here? He hadn’t felt this cold since he started sharing a room with his wife.
He missed the warm, cozy feeling he would always have once he stepped in there. A faint scent of her shampoo or her lotion would always linger in the air, in the pillows she slept on. The sight of her cluttered desk always brought him comfort, despite the disarray.
He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Emily’s parting words echoed in his mind. Jonas hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone and dialed a sequence of numbers.
"Jonas." Emily answered his call almost immediately.
"Are you free right now?"
Although his tone was still cold and a little hostile, Emily took it as a good sign. She honestly doubted he would never call her at all, but there it was.
She would be stupid if she didn’t take advantage of that opportunity. Maybe she could worm her way into his heart again.
She knew all too well how badly her presence could strain Jonas's marriage; if she played her cards right, she could widen the rift between the couple, and Yulia could land the finishing blow.
"Yes of course," she answered hurriedly, afraid that he might change his mind. Realizing she might come off as desperate, she changed her tone and tried to sound coy. "Would you like to meet up?"
"Yes." Jonas's answer was curt, and his voice terse.
He couldn’t get anything done even if he wanted to anyway. The documents were sent over from his office, but he wasn’t in the right state of mind to be dealing with business at the moment.
He was consumed by yesterday’s events, and since he could not distract himself from those horrid thoughts, he decided he might as well dive into it.
And his muddled brain inferred that in order to understand the inner workings of a woman’s mind, perhaps he needed to speak with a woman.
It was just that the woman he needed to be communicating with had shut herself off from him.
"I’m guessing you’re in a bad mood," Emily said carefully. "What do you say we go to a bar? I know somewhere that's really cozy and private. You can unwind and relax there without worrying about a thing."
anyway. Emily then gave him the name and address of the place, and he
to Melinda’s door. He stood there for a few moments, hesitating, wanting to
he turned without doing anything and left the villa, the tires of his black sports car screeching as he drove out of the
bar was "private," it was packed with what looked to be a very fun-loving
Jonas entered, heads turned to his direction, eyeing him up and down as he strode to the bar counter. Women in various groups of three or five huddled and twittered among themselves as they ogled
Tea," he ordered as soon as he
sidled next
drawled out the name of the drink, grinning at him with a sort of vulgar invitation. Stay Out Tonight was, in fact, a rather strong drink, and not a lot
of the drink alone was enough to make the weaker ones dizzy. It had a dangerously high alcohol
he prepared the drink that was ordered and placed it gently on the counter. Jonas downed
he was aiming at, so he
after that. Whiskey was known to burn the throat as it went down, but
able to pay for everything he ordered. Luckily, he recognized the famous brands that Jonas wore, including
was well past his meeting time with Emily, but the woman still
was holding inside. He slammed
warily. 'Can he handle some more?
to drown one’s sorrows in alcohol—and the bartender had indeed seen many such scenes throughout his years—there were few who had ever drunk as much
with you." Vaguely, Jonas saw a hand shoot out and grab his yet untouched refill of whiskey. He imagined the woman must
endless coughing. He finally opened his eyes wide to get a good
was on
her as she kept on coughing, and then handed her a glass of water which she downed in a couple of gulps. She was
"Hey, here you are!"
was prompt with his refill, no longer worried. Company had come for
over the counter as she asked. "Please arrange a booth
they were soon ushered into one of the VIP rooms. Emily gave out her order, and a platter of fruit and a bottle of wine was
down on the floor, where a performance of some sort went on, but he didn’t give a damn.
a breathy voice. "I
was exponentially milder than the whiskey, and felt a little better after her awful coughing fit. The truth was that she had been
Jonas asked, his senses impeded by all the alcohol he
herself calmly. She didn’t stop him from downing
started to get louder, until they had to lean
his ear. "Let’s go
aching, and the room was spinning. He struggled to get his bearings, and moved to leave the dance
hips seductively to the music. Jonas only stood there and narrowed his eyes. A crowd of dancers came between them, and in the blink of an eye they were separated practically by a sea of people. Several girls immediately pounced on him, pulling at his
curled her arm around Jonas's and tugged, but he only pushed
of scenes, with
his ear. "Jonas, there are too many people
she said. He only looked around once, and reluctantly let Emily hold on to his arm. At that, her grin only grew wider, and she looked very much like a cat that
DJ began to play some fiery beat, and the dance floor immediately
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In Chapter 102 of the Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness series, Melinda Mo rushed to the party of Soaring Corporation but she was still late, She rushed to the venue because what she needed was to go out on stage with Jonas Gu. But she was extremely stunned when she stepped on stage with Jonas Gu was not her but Holley Huang a rival of hers in the profession...... Will this Chapter 102 author Bu Wang mention any details. Follow Chapter 102 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness by Bu Wang Chapter 102
Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness Chapter 102