Forgive My Ex-husband novel Chapter 6

In the Gu's mansion, Jonas's eyes were fixed on the two agreements on the table. His jaw tightened when his gaze fell on the words "leave with nothing".

He closed his eyes and massaged his temples. Jonas believed that Melinda had married him just for the money. But he couldn't understand why she wanted to divorce him now without asking for anything.

Had he misunderstood her intentions all this time?

'No, it's impossible!' Jonas thought. He clearly remembered what Kent had done the previous day. The defiance in his eyes and the subtle blush that had crept on Melinda's cheeks were still vivid in his mind. Jonas banged the table with frustration. Melinda had found a new home, which was why she had left him in a hurry.

He felt that a woman like Melinda would never change. She leeched on people for money. The thought of it made anger rise from the pit of his stomach.

Jonas immediately grabbed a pen and signed the two documents without hesitation.

Just then, Gavin, the butler, walked into his room. He was sweating profusely, puffing and panting for breath.

"You've come at the right time. Send these documents to Melinda," Jonas ordered.

Gavin glanced at the documents and was hesitant to take them. Jonas opened his mouth to say something but decided against it.

"What's wrong? Do you have something to tell me?" Jonas knitted his eyebrows in confusion.

The old butler looked at Jonas with worried eyes. He licked his lips and swallowed loudly before he finally said,

"We found a pair of pajamas in Young Mistress' bedroom. Err... There are bloodstains all over it."

Jonas's dull eyes widened with shock.

"What do you mean?"

"It looks like the blood belongs to Young Mistress. I have sent people to check the surveillance video. It shows that she had gone to the hospital early in the morning." Melinda was a petite woman. How would her body tolerate so much blood loss?

Jonas was distressed and couldn't help but wonder if she was doing okay.

"Go to the hospital!" Jonas's voice reverberated in the silent room.

Melinda had been waiting to hear from Jonas but he hadn't responded to her yet. She was feeling helpless. But her schedule was packed and she didn't have enough time to worry about it.

Although Melinda wasn't born with a silver spoon, she was still inexperienced. She couldn't find a suitable job to pay her bills. Fortunately, she was a commendable writer. Her writing skills enabled her to earn a small sum of money to make ends meet.

Melinda deliberately distanced herself from Kent. She didn't want to give him any false hope. Moreover, she was afraid of ruining his reputation. So she always declined his help and favor. But Melinda had underestimated Kent's determination. He hadn't stopped visiting her and she couldn't ignore him.

The room was silent except for rhythmic taps of the keyboard as Melinda wrote the final draft. She had been working on an article for a magazine and finally sent it before the deadline.

She stretched her back and rubbed her tired eyes. Just when she was about to rest her head on the chair, the buzzing sound of the doorbell filled the room.

Melinda couldn't afford a house in a decent location. Her house was located in a remote area and only Kent knew that she had moved here after leaving the Gu family.

She groaned and stood up to open the door.

"Kent, have you come to have dinner with me?" Melinda joked and opened the door.

But her heart leaped to her throat when she saw the familiar face. Jonas was leaning against the wall. He had come alone and Melinda suppressed the urge to shut the door on his face.

"Are you going to make me stand here the whole time?" Jonas asked. His face softened at the sight of Melinda who was in her pajamas. Her hair was tied into a messy bun. But his stomach flipped with anger when he heard Kent's name.

Melinda glanced at him and walked into the house without bothering to invite him in. She thought that Jonas had come to give the divorce agreement and didn't want to strike a conversation with him.

Jonas followed Melinda and peered around the house. It was a basic house. Although it was tidy, the dull lighting made the house very depressing. Jonas wondered how she managed to live in a place like this.