Forgive My Ex-husband

Chapter 64 Monitoring

Yulia was in her bedroom. The large French windows were open, making the pink curtains billow in the

cool breeze. Her silver mobile phone shone in the night almost as brilliantly as her diamond earrings.

"Why did you give up the chance of being the spokesperson? Without this opportunity, you'll have one

less excuse to approach my brother."

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in her voice. She grabbed the fluttering gauze curtain with one

hand. For a moment, Yulia imagined this to be Melinda. How she wished she could tear it apart into

pieces.

"I have my reasons why I did what I did."

Thinking of the way Jonas looked at her today, Emily knew that she did the right thing. If she made

Jonas get into a serious fight with Nelson and failed to get the spokesman, it would be a huge loss.

After all, Yulia was raised in the ivory tower, and she was only capable to connive at naive little tricks.

Sometimes, the best way to move forward was to take a step back.

"But Emily... We are partners!"

"I know. Don't worry, I have a plan, and it involves you telling me everything that Melinda does at home.

You have to do this. Otherwise it won't work."

Emily looked at the photo frame beside her which held a falsified photo of her and Jonas. There was a

look in Emily's eyes that was inherently possessive.

It was as if she was in a raging battle, and the promised reward was Jonas.

"You want me to spy on Melinda?"

Yulia asked incredulously, covering her mouth as she looked vigilantly out the window. "I don't even live

in the same villa with her," she continued in a lower voice, feeling annoyed in her heart.

"I just want you to keep an eye on her. Even if you don't live together, can't you figure out a way? On

the right balcony at the third floor of the main villa, you can see their villa from there."

From the way she spoke, it was obvious that Emily knew the Gu's mansion better than Yulia. Although

it was quite surprising, Yulia didn't seem to think too much about it. She then unwittingly went to the

room, and sure enough found that what Emily had said was true.

"Actually, you don't have to keep an eye on Melinda all the time," Emily said a bit excitedly. She heard

over the phone how Yulia went out to the balcony, and was feeling thrilled that her plans were starting

to take form. "I just want you to inform me right away whenever she goes out."

"Got it," Yulia said quietly.

After hanging up the phone, Yulia stood out on the balcony for a long time, waiting for something to

happen. With binoculars, she could even see everything that was going on in the living room.

Moments later, Jonas showed up in the courtyard. Yulia quickly ducked down and then left carefully,

feeling a bit guilty.

Melinda was reading a book in the bedroom. Her glasses rested daintily on the bridge of her nose. It

was as if she was in her own cozy, peaceful bubble.

Just then, Jonas entered.

"Why are you so late today?" Melinda put down the book in her hand and asked casually. Jonas started

unbuttoning his shirt and flung it on the bed. Seeing this, she grabbed it and threw it into the washing

basket.

"There's a lot of work at the company," he answered with a tired sigh.

Nodding, Melinda was familiar about the matter regarding the spokesperson. She knew she'd better not

to ask too much about it as it would displease Jonas.

The next day, it was a rare sunny afternoon in A City. Melinda made an appointment to have tea with

her editor. For their meeting, she decided to wear a plain white T-shirt, a nude gauze skirt, and a pair of

thin shoes. The makeup she was wearing was light and fresh. As for her hair, she just let it naturally fall

down over her shoulders.

She looked so gorgeous and elegant that Yulia couldn't help but stare at her in awe. How could it be

possible that she was wearing such simple clothes and yet still looked great?

"Melinda! Are you going out?" Yulia asked as she hurriedly walked towards her.

"Yes, I have an appointment with a friend," she replied promptly.

"Well, I was just about to go out, but my driver has gone to rest today. Can you wait for me for a minute

and give me a ride?" asked Yulia.

However, Melinda slightly furrowed her brows when she heard this. Just a while ago, she saw Yulia's

driver outside.

"Hurry up then," Melinda said, shrugging it off. "I have to be there in fifteen minutes. I still have dinner

with Jonas later." If she ended up being late for tea with her editor, she might not make it in time for her

dinner with Jonas. They had made plans the other day to eat together tonight.

"Thank you, Melinda. I'll just go get my makeup and my handbag." As soon as Yulia said this, she went

back to her bedroom quickly, told Emily about Melinda's plans, and then went out with her bag in her

hand.

"So, I'm going to go the coffee shop downtown. Where are you going?" Melinda asked Yulia as she

started the car.

"Actually, I'm going there as well!"

"Oh," Melinda said in surprise. "Okay then."

When they were halfway there, Yulia said that she forgot something very important at home. With a

disgruntled sigh, Melinda turned around and headed back to the villa. It was already four o'clock in the

afternoon when they finally got to the coffee shop.

Yulia got down and walked up to a table. From the looks of it, she really was going to meet someone

there.

"I'm sorry. I had to deal with something on my way here. I'll treat you to dinner later,"

Melinda said helplessly as she sat down with her editor. The editor was actually a good tempered

person and wasn't too upset that Melinda was late. "No worries. I accept your apology."

"Thank you so much,"

Melinda beamed. Then she sent a message to Jonas saying that she could not have dinner with him

because she had something to discuss with her editor tonight. In just a few seconds, Jonas replied.

"How dare you stand me up like that?"

The message from Jonas was very domineering, making Melinda choke slightly. She wiped her mouth

in embarrassment, and then quickly replied,

"It's all your sister's fault. I'm innocent, okay? Thank you."

After putting her phone back inside her bag, she sat up straight and ordered a slice of cake before

diving into business with her editor.

Just when Jonas was about to text back, he received a call from Emily. Unfortunately, he accidentally

answered it right away.

"Jonas."

From Emily's tone, she sounded very excited that Jonas picked up the phone at once. "Do you have

time tonight? Let's have dinner together," she said.

"Okay, I'll send you the address later."

Thinking that Melinda had cancelled the meal with him, Jonas was somewhat angry. A satisfied smile Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

appeared at the corners of Emily's mouth. It was lucky that Yulia found out about Melinda's plans, and

had gotten her late on purpose.

Later that night, Melinda had gone back home after her dinner with her editor. Much to her surprise,

Jonas had still not gotten back to the villa. 'I thought that he would be eating dinner here,' she

pondered.

"Did Jonas go home for dinner?" she asked.

"Mrs. Gu, didn't you and Mr. Jonas say that you would have dinner outside tonight?"

Gavin was also confused. He didn't expect that Melinda would ask him such a question. Since the two

didn't come back together, he thought there must be something wrong with Jonas.

Since she was the one who called their dinner off, Melinda felt slightly embarrassed. "Never mind. I

was just asking."

Melinda went to their villa and had a nice, long hot bath. Thinking of what she had discussed with the

editor, she had some ideas about the development of the novel. After her bath, she moved her laptop

to the living room, and then sat on the carpet and typed.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Jonas got home. The strong smell of alcohol

emanated from his body. On top of that, there was something else—Melinda was sensitive enough to

smell a woman's perfume. Besides, this kind of perfume smelled much like what Emily used.

"Where were you? Did you have dinner by yourself?"

"What? You want to check where I was and who I was with?"

Jonas pulled his tie with a frown and saw Melinda sitting on the carpet. Then he pulled her up and

leaned her against the sofa. Smelling the alcohol and the women's perfume, Melinda felt uncomfortable

and struggled to leave.

"I was just asking a simple question. There's no need to get so defensive about it," she said as she

gently pushed him away.

Her calm and collected attitude made Jonas relaxed as well, even though there was a bit of bitterness

in her heart. Even so, he still didn't tell her where he was.

"It's late. Stop working. Go to bed early," he said, quickly changing the subject.

"Okay."

Jonas's suit jacket was left on the sofa. Seeing this, Melinda picked it up and saw a few yellow curly

hairs. Without a doubt, Melinda knew it was Emily's hair.

Melinda raised her head and found that Jonas had disappeared up the stairway. She pulled off the

hairs and threw it into the trash can haphazardly.

In the next few days, Melinda discovered a strange pattern. Whenever she prepared to go out, and

passed by the main villa, Yulia would definitely appear all of a sudden. And she always had various

reasons to delay her.

When she had an appointment with Jonas, this kind of situation would definitely happen. And during

this period, after being stood up for several times, Jonas acted colder and colder towards Melinda.

"What's wrong? Is your driver sick today, or is your car broken?"

Melinda said in a sarcastic tone when Yulia came up to her again. There was a sudden change in

Yulia's expression, but she managed to calm herself down in a split second.

"Melinda, where are you going? I sent my car to the garage for maintenance. Can you give me a ride?"

said Yulia. Melinda raised her eyebrows. Didn't she feel embarrassed by these similar excuses?

"I'm going to the library. I have made an appointment for lunch at a restaurant nearby with your

brother,"

Melinda said with a teasing smile on her face. Yulia was so focused that she didn't notice the change

on her face. "Oh, it seems that we are not the same way. I will pick a car in the garage later," Yulia said

with a sense of regret.

After that, Yulia walked back to the main villa. Melinda got on the car and asked the driver to drive to

the back gate. On the way to the yard, she heard Yulia's voice.

"She is going to the library now. She'll be having lunch with my brother."

Yulia's voice came clearly to the ears of Melinda. Her eyes instantly burned with anger. How could Yulia

tell others her whereabouts?!

"I can't stop her. You have to figure it out by yourself." Yulia had sensed that Melinda was on the alert,

and she knew that she couldn't follow, so she called Emily to figure out a way.

Melinda stood outside the back door with a small seam, where she could see how Yulia cautiously

leaned against the wall. After hanging up the phone, she left in a hurry.

Yulia didn't notice that the back door was opened after she left. Meanwhile, Melinda's eyes burned with

anger.

She felt that there was something strange going on with Yulia for the past few days, and now she knew

why. Yulia had been monitoring her for quite some time now. The only thing Melinda had to figure out

was who Yulia was speaking to.