Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness novel Chapter 187

When the dishes and the barbecue were served, Victor had two empty bottles in front of him, and Melinda had only drunk less than a fifth of one bottle.

"I don't know why I want to drink today. Do you mind?" After these words, Victor poured another glass of beer for himself. He really wanted to drink, and Melinda didn't mind it at all. She could drink as much as she wanted.

Melinda shook her head and clenched the glass in her hand. She had a feeling that Victor had something on his mind.

"Actually, today is my wedding anniversary with my ex-wife." Victor's voice sounded a little sullen. He lowered his head and drank another glass of beer. Then, with a bitter smile, he saw a surprised look on Melinda's face and asked, "What's that look on your face?"

Melinda's eyes were full of curiosity and confusion. As a playboy, it seemed to be a very difficult thing for Victor to settle down and get married.

Therefore, Melinda had never thought that Victor had been married, and had been divorced. When he talked about his ex-wife, she had an unspeakable feeling.

She was confused, and the feeling was like sentimental, or relieved, or something else.

"No, I'm just a little surprised." Melinda shook her head, telling him her true thoughts. But Victor didn't mind at all. "Don't be so surprised. I'm a divorced man as well."

Melinda felt that her marriage was like a child's play. Two marriages were both a combination of benefits, and there was no so-called love, which led her to a very vague concept of marriage.

Just like what Jonas had done, Victor might have got married for family's rights or other reasons.

Melinda poured herself a glass of beer and clinked glasses with Victor. Both of them smiled knowingly.

The talk that night also made Melinda have a great view of her leader.

The next day, as soon as Melinda arrived at the office, she heard Victor's somewhat excited voice. "Melinda, come and see if this is your first draft."

Last night, Victor spent a whole night talking with a young man in the technology department. The young man had told him many ways to solve the problem. Earlier this morning, he couldn't wait to go to the company and have a try. To his surprise, he found the first draft.

"The first draft?"

Melinda couldn't help quickening her pace. Looking at the documents and pictures on the computer, she was sure that this was her first draft. At that time, the content of the speech was generally limited, not detailed, but the contents that should be expressed were very clear.

"That's right. How did you find that out?" After reading through the documents, Melinda repressed the ecstasy in her heart and asked. But Victor only said casually, "I had a try by the way that someone told me."

Victor did not talk much about all the following efforts. Melinda looked at the draft excitedly, as if she had seen water in a desert. That was a look of hope.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng,"

said Melinda gratefully. Not until Victor gave a reminder to her how to back up the file in the future so that it would not be easily lost, did Melinda went back to her seat. Many people had heard what they had just said that Melinda found her first draft.

Did that mean Melinda was innocent?

All of a sudden, all the people present were thinking about the matter in their minds. The people who were swaying in the middle began to keep a neutral attitude. They would neither offend nor play up to both sides.

Thinking that Victor had tried so hard to find her first draft, Melinda sent him a message to invite him to dinner. It might be the first time for her to make an appointment with Victor.

"You can choose any restaurant you like. I think the new restaurant across the company is good."

The restaurant that Victor mentioned was the one where Melinda had dinner with Jonas yesterday. She was allergic to this restaurant's name now, and she seemed to blow up when she heard it.

"I can't afford it." The four words indicated that Melinda's attitude at this time. After thinking for a while, she felt that it would be better to choose a restaurant by herself since she invited someone to dinner.

When they got off work in the evening, Melinda took Victor to a restaurant near the company for dinner. Melinda happened to discover this restaurant by accident. The environment here might not be top-grade, but its taste was quite enough to remind people of home.

Each time Melinda ate, she couldn't help thinking of her grandparents.

"It's my treat today. Order whatever you like. If I don't have enough money, you will pay the rest." Melinda handed the menu to Victor, with orders in her hand. She could fill in the dishes she wanted to eat.

Hearing what Melinda said, Victor did not know whether he should laugh or cry. "How could you be so arrogant with your treat?"

"I'm poor. If I had money, I could take you to that good restaurant," Melinda answered calmly. Victor missed her relaxed and cute expression. She had been very melancholy recently, and she lost her brightness.

Fortunately, now the problem had been solved, and the woman who made him could not help smiling had come back.

Finally, they ordered four dishes and one soup at the recommendation of Melinda. She stood up and took the menu to the service desk nearby. Several waiters stood there, and someone came over to take the menu when he saw Melinda.