Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness

The manager wasn't aware of who Jonas was, but looking at his expensive outfit, he could guess that Jonas was from a rich
background. The manager was terrified of Jonas. He glanced at his regular customers and understood that he needed to handle
the matter with care. He should make sure not to offend anyone.
Emily darted towards Jonas and held him. He was too drunk and swaying aimlessly. It was hard to imagine that he was the one
who reacted quickly in the fight just now.
"Jonas, you are drunk," Emily groaned and held him firmly but she couldn't control him.
Jonas didn't answer but continued to glare at the manager. He felt better after venting his anger but was annoyed the moment
everyone stopped him. He wanted to beat the man until he felt better.
A chill ran through the manager's spine when he looked at Jonas's bloodshot eyes. He was afraid that Jonas would hit him as
well. He swallowed loudly and stepped back.
Everyone had seen Jonas beat the man but he was too drunk to explain why he had assaulted him. Emily apologized, but no
one realized that she was the one who started the fight.
"I apologize on behalf of my friend's behavior. He is drunk. We will pay for the drinks,"
Emily said apologetically. She tried taking the wallet from Jonas's pocket but he slapped her hand away.
"Jonas give your wallet to me. We need to pay."
Jonas shoved his hand inside his coat, pulled out a black leather wallet, and gave it to Emily.
Her heart sank when she opened the wallet and saw the picture of Melinda and Jonas. They were holding each other, smiling
happily.
Emily resisted the urge to rip the photo apart. The manager heaved a sigh of relief when Emily said she was paying the bill. He
immediately went to the counter and asked them to prepare the bill for Jonas, adding the man's bill to his account.
Emily skimmed through the contents of the wallet and found that Jonas didn't have enough cash. She thought for a while and
pulled the black card out. The manager's respect for Emily and Jonas grew multifold when he saw the card. Only a few big shots
in A City possessed the card.

"Can you lend me a hand to take him to the car?" Emily said breathlessly as she tried balancing Jonas's weight. Although Jonas
looked thin, Emily couldn't sustain his weight.
The manager took one of Jonas's arms and positioned it around his shoulder as he held his waist firmly and ushered him out of
the bar. The farce had ended and people in the bar continued their games.
A gust of cold wind swept across them as they walked out of the bar. The cold breeze soothed Jonas's parched skin.
With the manager's help, Emily somehow managed to hoist Jonas inside the car. Beads of sweat formed on Emily's forehead.
She leaned against the door and took a deep breath.
"Miss, if there is nothing else, I'll go back and continue with my work."
The manager blew out a loud breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Thank you," she said.
The manager narrowed his eyes and looked at Emily. He felt that he had seen her before. When he returned to the bar, he finally
realized that she was the once-popular super star, Emily Bai.
The manager nodded and thought that Emily was not as innocent as she was advertised. His bar paid attention to maintaining
the privacy of its customers. The information of its customers would be retained within the four walls. But the manager was
curious to find who Jonas was.
Emily had downed several glasses of wine and her face was flustered. The cold wind woke her up and she got into the car and
sat on the driver's seat.
Jonas was sprawled over the backseat, his tall body crammed in the narrow space. The car reeked of alcohol.
Emily took the powder compact and lipstick out of her bag and fixed the makeup. She stopped and glanced at Jonas through the
rearview mirror.
She rubbed her lips with the tip of her finger and wiped her stained finger on Jonas's shirt.
Emily was determined to ruin Jonas's relationship with Melinda. She would go to any extent to break them up. Although she
resorted to cheap techniques, deep down, she knew that Melinda would believe it.

Jonas was unconscious and oblivious to Emily's sinister plans. He grunted as his temples throbbed painfully. He hadn't been
drunk in a long time and his system couldn't cope up with the alcohol.
Emily started the car and drove across the familiar streets that led to the Gu's mansion. It was late at night and the street was
desolate with just a few cars on the road. An hour later, Emily's car halted in front of the mansion.
Emily rolled the window down and peeped out. "Jonas is drunk. I've come to drop him."
The security guard recognized Emily and opened the gate as he informed Gavin about Jonas's return.
Gavin was anxiously waiting at the door as the other servants accompanied him.
"Miss Bai," he greeted politely and opened the door of the car.
Gavin crinkled his nose in distaste as the strong smell of alcohol filled his lungs.
"Gavin, Jonas is completely drunk. Ask the servant to make something to sober him up."
"Miss Bai, thank you for dropping Mr. Gu back. But it's late at night and you should go home."
The servants helped Jonas out of the car. Nelson was still awake and he quickly came to the courtyard when he heard the
commotion.
Nelson's brows furrowed when he saw Emily.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.
Emily flinched at his tone and smiled awkwardly. "Jonas is drunk. I came to drop him."
Nelson's frown deepened. "Why is he with you?"
"Jonas was upset over something. He wanted to talk to me about it."
Nelson's face turned pale as he looked at his grandson with disgust.
"Jonas was kind enough to help me this morning, so I couldn't refuse his offer," Emily said. "Grandpa, I know that you don't like
me, but you cannot break our friendship."
Nelson became furious. He wanted to smack Jonas with his walking stick until he knocked some sense into his head.

Emily was pleased with Nelson's reaction.
She thought that nothing could stop Jonas from seeing her.
Disappointment resided in the pit of Nelson's stomach. He understood that Jonas had lied to him about being stuck in the traffic
jam this morning. His anger reached its peak. Nelson shuddered and held his chest with his hand. Yulia ran towards Nelson and
caught him before he collapsed on the ground. She stroked Nelson's back, trying to calm him down. Yulia looked at Emily.
"Thanks for dropping my brother safely. I'll take care of him. You better go home before it gets too late."
Then she turned to Gavin and asked, "Gavin, can you arrange someone to drop Emily home?"
Yulia knew that Nelson couldn't tolerate Emily. Therefore, she decided to send Emily away before things got worse.
Nelson instructed everyone to keep this information away from Melinda.
Before leaving, Emily gestured to Yulia. It was a simple action but only the two of them could decipher the meaning.
"Send her back. I don't want to see her," Nelson mumbled.
Gavin nodded and asked a servant to take Nelson to his room. The rest of the servants carried Jonas to the small villa. Jonas
was creating a ruckus on his way, but Melinda didn't bother to come out and see what was going on.
"I'll go upstairs to check if Melinda is asleep," Yulia said.
When they reached the yard, she noticed the light in Melinda's room. Yulia guessed that she was awake. She quickly went to the
second floor and knocked softly on the door.
Yulia heard the sound of footsteps and soon Melinda opened the door. She was in her pajamas and her disheveled hair was tied
to a bun. Melinda's forehead was still covered with gauze and she looked like she was in pain.
"Melinda, you're still awake."
Yulia smiled awkwardly and glanced at the wound. She thought that the fight between Jonas and Melinda had become violent. It
wouldn't be easy for them to reconcile.
"I am going to sleep," Melinda muttered.

She was awake, waiting for Jonas to return. Melinda couldn't stop worrying about him but she was too proud to call Jonas and
check if he was okay.
"Jonas is drunk. You..."
"Oh, you can just put him on the sofa downstairs." Melinda stopped Yulia before she finished her sentence. "There is a quilt in
the bedroom downstairs. Mary knows where it is," she said coldly.
Yulia's eyes widened with shock. She blinked and looked at Melinda, trying to read her expression. "Anything else?" Melinda
asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
"No... Nothing."
Melinda closed the door, leaving Yulia in shock.
Yulia went back to the living room and informed Gavin about what Melinda said. Gavin's face changed but Mary reacted quickly.
"Mrs. Gu was injured. She cannot take care of Mr. Gu. Why don't you take him to the guest bedroom downstairs? I will keep an
eye on him."
"All right, you go and tidy up the guest bedroom,"
Gavin said as he was left with no choice.
"I clean the room every day. I just have to make the bed," Mary said.
The servants took Jonas to the bedroom, ignoring the strong odor of alcohol. They carefully placed him on the bed and left.
Jonas hated being touched by others, so Gavin thought that he needed to ask Melinda to help Jonas change his clothes.
"All of you go back and rest. Mary, do you want me to stay here and help you out?" Gavin asked thoughtfully.
"No, I can manage. I'm going to make some tea for him. It will make him feel better when he wakes up."
The villa fell silent as everyone left. Melinda leaned against the window and watched everyone leave. Once she was sure that no
one was around, she snuck downstairs to check on Jonas.