Forgive My Ex-husband

Melinda wasn't as calm as she claimed to be when Kent asked her. In fact, she was trying hard to find an excuse to go to the washroom.

She was in such a hurry that she didn't even notice that Jonas was following her behind, even though Jonas almost fell over the table because of how drunk he was.

The farmhouse was a little large, and the restaurant and the washroom were in two different places. If Melinda wanted to go to the washroom, she had to get out of the restaurant and take a quick walk to the washroom.

Melinda had already been here several times already. But because she was anxious, she felt confused despite her familiarity with the place.

In front of her was an intersection that was surrounded by stone paths. Vibrant, fresh flowers were decorated on the side of the road.

If Melinda could calm down, she would easily spot the sign not far from where she was. Jonas was still following her. He almost bumped into her when Melinda suddenly stopped.

The noises around him suddenly disappeared. From his point of view, only Melinda could be seen as she stood at the crossing.

Jonas felt his heart being pierced.

The pain he was feeling made him grab his collar and stretch it out. He looked at Melinda with a frown. As he saw her walking away, he grabbed her.

Melinda suddenly came to her senses as she felt someone grab her. She smelled a strong whiff of alcohol that was mixed with a stinging perfume. "Jonas, let go of me."

But Jonas's strength was too much for Melinda, especially now that he couldn't control himself. Intoxicated, Jonas hurt Melinda's arm.

Melinda tried to break free of Jonas, but her strength was too small.

"You think I will let you go so you could see Kent?"

Jonas's eyes were red. His shout was like a beast's roar. The amount of alcohol he had drunk made his throat really hoarse.

The guests were of no help to Melinda. They simply looked away whenever a commotion happened between Melinda and Jonas, thinking it was just a simple love quarrel between two young couples. "Next time you're drunk, go find Emily. Don't annoy me ever again!" Melinda shouted at Jonas.

Melinda's nose was starting to get irritated with the strong smell of wine coming from Jonas. It was unfathomable how much Jonas had drunk in just a short amount of time.

Melinda started to whisper in her heart.

"You went out to see Kent today. Why didn't you tell me, huh?" Jonas interrupted.

He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to look him straight in the eyes. Even though Melinda was desperate to look away, Jonas was so insistent.

Melinda was starting to feel a great amount of pain on her wrist and shoulder. All she wanted to do at this time was to get rid of the crazy man.

"Why didn't you tell me? I demand an explanation!"

When drunk, Jonas was like a mischievous child who didn't get what he wanted. With Melinda not giving an explanation, he began to make a fuss. He grabbed her tighter on the shoulders.

At this moment, Jonas felt like a complete stranger to Melinda. She found it too uncomfortable being with Jonas, especially since he was doubting her relationship with Kent.

But with Jonas lashing out on her, she couldn't speak anything out of her mouth.

"There is nothing to explain!" Melinda angrily shouted.

She was trying so hard to break free from his grip. But Jonas would only grab her tighter. Melinda couldn't believe it.

Her face suddenly turned pale.

Jonas was starting to realize that he was hurting Melinda. He slowly let go of his tight grasp. Melinda seized the chance and quickly ran away. She looked warily at him as she made a quick ran to the side. "Why are you so eager to leave me?"

Instantly, Jonas was sullen. His eyes looked so bitter that it made Melinda feel cold and uncomfortable.

Even though Melinda knew Jonas for a long time already, she still couldn't help but panic. How Jonas was acting now was different from how Melinda knew him.

She felt like Jonas was treating her like a prey. There was nowhere Melinda could hide from Jonas's dangerous look.

"You're drunk! I'll tell you what happened today when we're at home."

Both of them noticed that people were looking at them suspiciously. Melinda lowered her voice and tried to calm Jonas down. Because of his current state, Jonas could possibly make a scene. While Melinda was trying so hard to calm things down between them, Jonas remained stubborn. He couldn't wait longer for an explanation.

Whenever Melinda would try to keep her distance from him, Jonas would step closer to her.

"I'm not drunk. I just want to know why you are with him."

Jonas stood upright, trying to prove that he was not drunk. But his eyes easily showed how drunk he was.

As smart as Jonas was, the alcohol had already taken its toll on him. He was confused. All his mind focused on was Melinda's explanation.

"We have an appointment,"

Melinda meagerly said with a frown. It had started to feel useless to talk some sense into Jonas.

He wasn't listening to anything Melinda was saying.

Melinda's stomach was starting to turn because of the pungent smell of alcohol coming from Jonas. She covered her mouth and pushed Jonas away before rushing to a nearby trash can.

A surge of pain swept over her again. As she took a step forward, Jonas grabbed her again. This time, a struggle ensued between the two of them.

Along the way, Jonas's visions had started to become blurry. He shook his head and accidentally collided it with Melinda's.

Upon collision, Melinda fell on the ground.

Unluckily for her, her head had hit a rock on the side of the road.

"Ah!" Melinda exclaimed.

She covered her aching head with her hands. Kent came outside to check out what had happened. He felt so afraid when he saw Melinda on the ground with her forehead gushing with blood. He quickly ran towards her.

"Are you okay?" Kent worriedly asked.

He helped Melinda stand up. Everything was fine before Melinda went out. Kent noticed that Melinda was feeling so embarrassed.

Jonas stood frozen right there.

He turned his head and look at Melinda. With everything that had just happened, he started to sober up.

"Mellie," Jonas softly called.

Then he hurried towards Melinda to see how she was doing. But, Kent was already there, holding Melinda in his arms and comforting her. "Let her go!" Jonas yelled.

He squatted down and looked at Melinda with guilty eyes. He couldn't hide the worried look on his face.

His expression made him look like a child who did something wrong.

"Melinda, let me take you to the hospital." Kent took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently pressed in onto Melinda's bleeding forehead.

More and more people were curiously checking on them. What they thought was a simple quarrel between two couples turned out to something more complicated.

All of them were eager to gossip.

Emily was anxiously waiting in the restaurant for quite some time now. There was no sign that Jonas and Melinda would be coming back soon. She noticed the commotion happening outside. She, too, wanted to see what was happening.

"Don't worry, Mellie. I'll take you to the hospital," Jonas said, panicking.

Kent looked at him indifferently. There was no way he would allow Jonas to take care of Melinda.

After all, he was the one who caused this accident. He was drunk and there was no way of telling if Melinda would be safe with him.

"Jonas, what's wrong?" Emily ran out and flew to Jonas's side. Her sprained ankle didn't even seem to bother her.

She put her hand around Jonas's arm. The people around them were excited to see that the scene was becoming more lively.

"Mr. Gu, you should sober up first. I'll take Melinda to the hospital."

Kent refused to let Jonas be the one accompanying Melinda. He reached for Melinda's arms and held it. She was struggling to get up. There was a throbbing pain in her forehead, coupled with severe dizziness.

"Jonas," Emily called.

She grabbed his hand, seeing that Jonas was going to do something. Emily wore a mask, as if she was afraid to be recognized with all the fuss happening.

"A lot of my fans seem to be here. Let's go back first,"

Emily said, pulling Jonas's sleeves. His eyes were still fixed on Kent, who had already left with Melinda in his arms.

Her tiny body was leaning on Kent's. It looked like Melinda was comforted by Kent's dependability. Jonas was getting really envious.

Jonas hadn't heard what Emily just said as he was focused on Melinda and Kent. He was really annoyed.

"Now that you're recognized, you can go back now. Don't come to a place like this next time," Jonas impatiently said. Seeing Melinda and Kent dating totally ruined his mood.

He had always been calm, but seeing Melinda and Kent really made him lost his patience.

Seeing Jonas's reactions, Emily realized that Melinda was so important in Jonas's heart. She gritted her teeth and wouldn't let Jonas go. She didn't want Jonas to find an opportunity to find Melinda. Melinda had a long and dazed dream. The scene in her dream made her chest shrink in depression.

She opened her eyes and found that her forehead was covered with cold sweat. A bandage was wrapped around her forehead. She tried to feel what was underneath the bandage, but the gauze was too thick. "She woke up," Queena said.

Melinda felt that she went to the end of the bed. She adjusted her bed for her.

"Mom." Her lips were pale and her body felt feeble. It was hard for her to fully open her eyes.

Queena went to her side and put a pillow on her back.

"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?"

Queena brought her a glass of water. A sip of water slightly relieved Melinda. Suddenly, the sound of Nelson's crutch could be heard. He looked worried when he appeared.

"I'm fine. Don't worry so much."

Melinda put down the cup and flashed a smile to comfort them a little. She thought that she was destined to be hospitalized this year. After all, she came in every once in a while. She mocked herself, making her feel more disappointed. It seemed that every time she visited the hospital, Jonas had something to do with it. The senior VIP ward was like a small apartment. There was no sign of Jonas anywhere inside the ward. Instantly, Melinda's heart felt broken.