Forgive My Ex-husband

News on the Internet was the most efficient. As for the gossip, it was soon passed. In addition, the news was no longer talked about because of the pressure put on the magazines by Jonas. Only Emily's fans were just talking about this matter.

If their idol was linked to such a wealthy family, they could brag about it for a long time.

After the divorce, Yulia had no connection with Emily. Unexpectedly, she received a call from Emily.

"Let's cooperate again," Emily said directly. It had made it clear to her how important it was to have a person of hers beside Jonas.

"Melinda has left. I think there is nothing to cooperate between us."

"Haven't you read your brother's statement? As long as your brother doesn't marry someone, Melinda can come back again."

When Emily read the declaration of Jonas, she was angry, and then worried, so she wanted to be Jonas's wife as soon as possible. Yulia began to hesitate. In the beginning, she did not want to contact Emily. After all, if her family knew about this, she would be done. However, what Emily said reminded her that it was possible that Melinda would come back. After all, this had happened once.

"My brother has been drinking in the TT club these days. That's all I know." Yulia was not stupid and she knew what Emily's purpose was. And now she was very familiar with revealing others' whereabouts. When Emily got the news she wanted, she quickly got dressed and set out for TT club.

She was also a member of this club, and her friends who worked in it could help her. Soon, Emily got to know on which floor Jonas was in recently. Today happened to be a cocktail party, the host did not refuse such a big star as Emily, and even gossiped to remind her, "Mr. Jonas is also here today."

A dash of delight flashed through Emily's eyes. She then asked surprisedly, "Is Jonas here?"

With only a few words, it was a coincidence again deliberately. Emily found Jonas at the corner of the party.

Many people around wanted to greet him and talk with him, but they were afraid of the low pressure around him and they all stopped.

"Jonas." Emily naturally sat down next to him. Since Jonas was drinking, he just raised his eyes slightly, as if saying that he knew that she had come. His indifferent attitude made Emily nervous. Then she plucked up her courage and asked, "Can you give me a chance?"

She looked down, as if afraid of knowing a bad result.

Her words exposed her heart. Hearing that, Jonas didn't stop what he was doing.

"Jonas, I have liked you since the first sight. It's just like breathing, a part of my life that I can't change. So give me a chance." Seeing that Jonas had no reaction, Emily was on the verge of crying. But it was still not enough to make Jonas frown a little.

"I hope you can realize one thing, that the person I love is Melinda." In spite of the noise around them, Emily clearly heard what Jonas said.

The person he loved was none other than Melinda. Hearing this, Emily's face turned pale. Indeed, it was not enough to make Melinda leave!

"I have no feelings for you. Considering the friendship in the past, I could take you as my little sister. I can help you move to any position in the entertainment industry,"

said Jonas calmly. There was no fluctuation in his mood, but his attitude was very firm.

Today he wore a black suit and a military green coat, hanging on the side casually. His long legs were crossed, and he was holding a glass of wine and staring at it carefully.

Emily had been sitting here for a long time, but he didn't even cast a glance at her.

Such an attitude was the most disheartening thing for Emily. She even had an impulse to step forward and force Jonas to look at her.

She was unwilling to accept such a result. She even fancied that Jonas was not willing to see her because he was cheating her. He felt guilty.

However, everything was just Emily's fantasy. Before she came to herself, Jonas picked up the coat aside and stood up. His condescending manner made Emily as humble as an ant in an instant. It seemed that she was not good enough to marry Jonas.

"You can be ambitious in your career, but don't waste your time on me in emotional circles."

There was a hint of warning in Jonas's words. Emily knew him well, how could she not understand what he meant?

Seeing that Jonas was about to leave, she stood up in a hurry, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and her cheek instantly pressed on his back.

The feeling of warmth was the same as that when she was a child. But his standing straight made her not feel any tenderness when she leaned against him.

Tears streamed down Emily's cheeks. "Jonas, I don't want to have those careers. I work so hard just to be a good match for you. My biggest wish is to marry you. I want nothing but you. Come back to me, okay?"

While Emily was pleading, Jonas stretched out his hands and removed the arms around his waist. His face was expressionless and impatient.

Her sobbing and complaint now looked like a joke. Jonas pushed her away a little to keep a distance from her. With a long face, he said to William, "Miss Bai is drunk. Please ask the club's waiter to send her back to her room."

Apart from William, there was also an assistant. The two of them were on Emily's both sides, standing next to her like guardians.

But they were vigilant, as if they were afraid that Emily would rush to Jonas and hold him again.

William didn't dare to think further if this happened. He thought the heat had been turned on a little too much and his forehead was sweating.

Since Jonas had left, the host of the party still came to greet him and saw that there was something wrong between the two people, so he sent him away politely with flattery.

Looking at the leaving figure of Jonas, Emily was not reconciled. She bit her lips slightly, which was obvious even in the dim light.

William looked at her very calmly. Then he reminded her as what Jonas said, "Miss Bai, you are drunk. Go back and have a rest."

Many members of the club had their own private rooms here, and Emily was no exception. William and the assistant looked at her in the way as if she was a thief. Emily's anger surged to the top again. But she couldn't vent her anger on such an occasion.

She led the way, and William and his assistant let out a sigh of relief, but they still followed behind her. It was not until they made sure that Emily had gone back to her room that they remembered they did not know where Jonas was.

After leaving the party, Jonas left the club directly. It was about seven o'clock in the evening, but it was very dark at night.

Neon lights were the only lights in the city night. Where were the stars? It could only be seen in the suburb.

Compared with the bustling city, Jonas looked out of place. He preferred to stay quietly with Melinda in his small villa.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart, which he had when he thought of Melinda recently.

Jonas almost doubted that he had a heart attack.

The conversation in his office that day appeared in his dream every night. Though Melinda had tried to get through the darkness of five years, Jonas was trapped in it.

He had been restraining himself not to contact Melinda, but tonight his missing seemed to be a whole peaking point. Jonas could no longer hold it in any longer and parked his car in the grass on the roadside. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he had already memorized directly.

Jonas had thought that he would wait for a long time, and was not sure whether Melinda was willing to answer his call. But he figured out everything after he dialed out the number.

He was added to the blacklist by Melinda again, and her decision was obvious.

The mobile phone was ruthlessly thrown to the passenger seat. Jonas was leaning against the steering wheel, dispirited. He was indignant at Melinda's ruthlessness, but he bitterly found that he could not stand in any position to question her.

They divorced, so Melinda could do whatever she wanted. However angry he was, she would not care.

At the same time, standing in front of a variety of goods in the supermarket, Melinda was carefully choosing and comparing.

This kind of life was what she had only had when she was in college, ordinary, and she didn't care about her status as a wealthy lady.

She could do whatever she wanted without caring about how others thought of her.

The only heating machine in the new house was equipped in the bedroom. Melinda was not willing to go out usually, so shopping in the morning was out of her consideration.

At night, she was going to buy the things she would need the next day, and then go for some snacks and other stuff.

She would buy whatever she liked without a specific goal.

At this time, the supermarket was the most bustling. Melinda's shopping cart had already piled up a lot of things.

Melinda had a roommate in college, who often said that one should have a sense of ceremony in his or her life and then have an exquisite life.

In the past, she was devoted to Jonas, and she thought that it was enough as long as the life was comfortable. But she felt that it made sense now.

When she put all her heart on it, she would feel very happy, fulfilling, and satisfied from the bottom of her heart.

So even if she was buying a plate now, she had to carefully choose the patterns on it. She bought the plate and then wanted to buy the table cloth of the same style. Then the shopping cart was even fuller.

It was a large supermarket in the community. There were special people helping deliver the goods to the door, which would save much trouble for Melinda.

She arranged everything in a place as she thought, and the whole home had been renewed.