Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

Melinda poured a glass of juice for Nelson, and then sat down. They had a nice conversation. Nelson's guilty face was finally amused by her.

Then he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. With such a thought, he was helpless. It turned out that Melinda intentionally told him good instead of bad. She even changed the topic to make him forget it.

"You must have suffered a lot outside."

Looking at the gaunt face of Melinda, Nelson felt a little distressed. He found that she had only had a few days of comfortable life, and all these were brought by his grandson.

The hard established status in Nelson's heart disappeared immediately.

"No, Grandpa taught me to be independent since I was a child. I'm growing step by step according to his requirements. I feel happy." Melinda comforted him with a smile. Such an encounter might make her hesitate, but it would never knock her down.

'What's the big deal for a sly man like Jonas to hold on for five years?' thought Melinda.

Hearing this, Nelson seemed that it was like his old friend would say.

"If you feel wronged, don't endure it. The Gu family will always be your backer. These troubles will soon pass. I believe with you." Nelson comforted her. He also thought it was because of her character that she was easily bullied.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Suddenly, she seemed to see her grandfather standing in front of her with a cold face. He seemed to comfort her while scolding her. Finally, he quietly cleared all the bad things to her behind.

Thinking of this, her eyes became a little red. In order not to let Nelson see that, she stood up from her seat and said in a hurry, "Grandpa, I'll go to wash some fruits for you."

After chatting with Nelson for a while, he found that it was getting late. So he asked the driver to leave. After sending Nelson downstairs, Melinda ordered the driver to call her to inform that Nelson was safe.

But Melinda didn't expect that it was Jonas who told her that grandpa was safe. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. Sitting at the window, Melinda looked out of the window at the night. There was no light in the bedroom, and only the weak light reflected in from the outside that made Melinda looked beautiful.

"I know. Let Grandpa rest early..." For the first time, Melinda felt that 'good night' was so hard to say, so she simply hung up the phone.

Jonas was a little upset, but it was already rare that she was willing to answer his phone now.

At this time, Mr. Gu completely ignored that he was holding the phone at the Gu's mansion to call Melinda

drive in his hand, in which the conversation about Sandy was recorded by one of his men. The

He wouldn't mind it.

back to the company, Melinda had the urge to not go to work, but now she had to support herself, so it was necessary to go to work. As for her writing draft, affected by this matter, the website had her books deleted

was a little disappointing.

to what was happening outside the window and selectively blocked the

to work on the design in the past two days. But to her relief, the people around her seemed to be very busy with gossip, and

the company, he found that the office was quiet and everyone was

to

passed by the Department of Melinda, he called out to her and

as long as he found her draft, she would be proved to be innocent. Likewise, he was also curious why she didn't show her own draft after such a

he didn't trust her more, he would doubt whether she had

down, went on to work. Hearing what Victor said. Immediately, they looked at her as the center of the light, full of

seat. After a short hesitation, Melinda went to Victor's office. It was obvious that Victor had told

times that if he do something like that, people would gossip about them. But he acted as if he hadn't heard it

everything in his own

it's all right, right?" Victor stared at her with a suspicious look. She blinked her eyes as if she

in her eyes, but

write my presentation by hand. It has been gone

coincidence. She had the habit of regularly sorting out documents, but she was not used to sorting out the recent documents. Last time, she was probably too tired. As a result, the document was deleted when

you, as an artist, you should have the habit of backing up something.

had learnt from his mistakes, but Melinda forgot it. Thinking of this, he rolled his

She didn't feel sad

you for your reminding, Mr. Cheng. I'll be right back and

files in the computer, which she had

Melinda came back in high spirits and then

didn't have a backup of the file. However, she knew clearly that she

was a kind of reflexive habit, as long as

was nothing in the

it this time. Don't I even have the slightest chance to fight

her strength and sat on her chair. Her bright eyes lost their luster. She covered her face with her hands and didn't move for a