Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness novel Chapter 112

And so, against their better judgments, Melinda and Jonas moved back to the main villa. Ever since Queena returned, an air of gloom descended upon the mansion, and Melinda made an effort to keep herself scarce in the older woman’s presence.

This did not escape her mother-in-law’s notice, and she made a point of letting her dissatisfaction be known. "You only stay in your room all day long. What could you possibly accomplish living like that? How do you expect to be of help to Jonas?"

She quickly made a habit of calling for Melinda only to lecture her on various things that popped into her head. She also didn’t miss an opportunity to make snide remarks to her daughter-in-law, frequently reiterating her disapproval of her marriage to her son.

Melinda would only take it all in silence. Queena's words often came to mind, and she now realized that it would indeed only bring her a great deal of exhaustion if she cared too much.

Queena’s criticisms soon became repetitive, and still she did not stop. She would call for the younger woman under the pretense of teaching her the ropes on being a madam of the Gu family, but would only give vague explanations without really sharing anything useful.

Her complaints were endless; no matter what Melinda did or said, she always found fault. For her part, Melinda only let her mother-in-law do whatever she wanted, and didn’t pay much heed to the cruel words that were constantly hurled at her.

Other people’s opinions were the least of her concern anyway.

She used to care a lot in the past, but circumstances made sure that she learned to ignore people she didn’t care about. She learned it the hard way, and she would be damned if she didn’t put it to good use.

Besides, her recent collaboration with Kent had much of her attention, in addition to the new book she was preparing. She was quite busy, actually, and even if her body needed to be in the same room with Queena, her mind remained engaged in her own business.

Yulia would always take advantage of the passive aggressive kerfuffle, and would make excuses for Melinda’s behavior.

Her comments, of course, only served to belittle her sister-in-law more, and tarnish her image in Queena’s eyes. "Aunt Queena, you shouldn’t expect too much from Melinda. She can’t help being the way she is."

Not that it did much anyway. Queena expressly looked down at Yulia as well, especially in light of what the girl had done before as well as her mother's identity.

In truth, Yulia had involved herself in a lot of shameless issues unbefitting of the family's name, and Queena had always chalked it up to her being the child of a mistress from a lower background.

Nelson was quite pleased with the young couple’s move, however. The night that they did, the old man was jolly throughout his conversations, going as far as telling Queena that she finally did something right by forcing the two back into the main villa.

Even so, the air between Jonas and Melinda remained awkward and delicate. They would manage to pull off the harmonious act in front of the family patriarch, but it would sometimes slip.

It took a lot of effort, after all. Especially now that they were together day and night, and at such close proximity to Nelson. It wouldn’t take long before the old man started noticing a lot of red flags.

One time after lunch, the women of the Gu family sat around the table to eat some fruit. "Aunt Queena," Yulia began. "I noticed that today you've received quite a lot of invitations to events and parties. You are so popular."

Melinda stiffened at that, but her face remained nonchalant. She smiled a little to hide her surprise.

It was no secret that people were drawn to a person’s name, especially if it was associated with fame, wealth, and power.

As such, establishing connections to prominent people was quite a common scene, even in the upper echelons of the social class. And yet, despite being the wife of the Gu family's heir, and briefly being the madam of the family during Queena’s time away, Melinda received no invitation to such gatherings.

For Queena to receive a deluge of invitations so shortly after her return was a slap to Melinda’s face.

It was as if the upper-class sought to let her know that her position in the Gu family was never recognized since the start, and would never be recognized at all.

"Not really," Queena said as she took a dainty piece of apple. "Most of them are just small banquets. The family has a lot of connections after all.

It’s only right for the madam of the Gu family to tend to such social engagements."

She shot a pointed look at Melinda as she said that last sentence. Melinda let it fly over her head without acknowledgment whatsoever.

"Oh, I see," Yulia drawled. "Well, you can take Melinda to the parties, then. I know! Why not start with the fashion banquet this week? I think that would be a perfect opportunity."

She glanced snidely at Melinda, knowing her sister-in-law couldn’t have missed the malice in her words. She knew Melinda seldom attended parties, and the woman probably knew nothing about style. She would only embarrass herself if she attended a function that was all about fashion.

Yulia still didn’t have a firm grasp on Queena’s thought processes, however, and so did not anticipate that Queena was altogether unwilling to take Melinda to such a posh event. Loathe as she was to extend an invitation, Queena was put to the spot by her husband’s bastard daughter.

"Do you want to go?" she asked Melinda in a manner that made it clear she wanted a negative answer.

"Of course she does!" Yulia was quick to manipulate the conversation yet again. She turned to Melinda and asked tauntingly, "Don’t you?"

Melinda couldn’t refuse of course. Instead, she sought comfort in the knowledge that most of her favorite designs would be on display at the banquet; perhaps she might find a bit of enjoyment for herself in that part of the evening.

It was true she hadn’t attended such an occasion for a considerable amount of time, though, so she wasn’t sure how she should dress herself.

She agonized over it for quite a while before deciding to just choose an outfit that made her comfortable and feel like herself.

She didn’t have enough money to buy a lavish dress anyway. But she could certainly afford to rent one. With that in mind, she stole away from the mansion around siesta time, and went to a private custom shop in A City by herself.

As luck would have it, she was the only client when she arrived, and the receptionist was more than glad to attend to her. She had been marketing a lot of outfits to Melinda, and rambled for some time before she was finally cut off.

"I’m planning to rent a dress, please show me the ones that are up for such an arrangement."

The receptionist was visibly surprised upon hearing this request, but quickly brought Melinda to a room that displayed a variety of evening gowns.

One of the dresses immediately caught Melinda's attention, and she immediately fell in love with it after trying it on. The fabric was a mixed gradient of blue and silver, with a strapless top cinched at the waist and a skirt that poured over her legs to the floor.