Forgive My Ex-husband

Chapter 244 Pregnant Women

To make it more realistic, Melinda and Victor sat together. At this moment, after Kent left, Melinda

turned around and took her seat opposite. Her expression was cold, which made people wonder if she

was the petite woman just now.

"You know what? Turning over your face is faster than turning a page."

Seeing this, Victor could not help teasing her. He also said silently in his heart, 'It seemed that she is

going to burn the bridge after crossing it.'

She pushed him away as soon as she had used him up.

Melinda was wearing an orange loose dress today, hiding her slightly bulging abdomen. However,

before she did anything, she would subconsciously cover her abdomen.

Hearing Victor's ridicule, Melinda could not help but chuckle. Without any make-up, her face looked

even more beautiful and even much softer.

"If I were to talk to my senior in this way, do you think he would leave now?"

Melinda murmured, as if she was talking to herself, which made Victor believe that the answer would

be yes. If Melinda had not acted intimacy to him just now, but now she had become estranged, Kent

would not have run away.

And it would be meaningless for him to come here today.

Melinda had planned all of this.

No matter what had happened to Kent, this man had given her a lot of help and warmth. Melinda hoped

he could be happy.

At least, she wouldn't delay his life.

"Kent is different from what I thought," Victor said as he touching his chin. In his memory, Kent was a

gentle and strong man. He wondered why he looked so terrible for a long time.

Thinking of this, he looked at Melinda more meaningfully.

Victor thought that there must be some reason behind this.

"Senior, he... He is a person who seldom thinks for himself."

Melinda remained silent for a long time before she finally spoke out her opinion. As far as she knew,

Kent rarely lived for himself, so he had lived a very miserable life.

She really hoped that Kent could be selfish for one time so that he could be happy.

"What kind of person am I?" Hearing Melinda's judgment to Kent, Victor couldn't help but ask. "I don't

care. As long as you are happy," Melinda added after some hesitation.

"Ha-ha-ha..." Victor couldn't help laughing, which attracted the attention of many people around, but he

didn't restrain himself at all. He answered the words of Melinda like this.

There was a huge difference between Victor and Kent.

"That's enough. To thank you for helping me today, let me treat you a meal," Melinda said helplessly,

but she was still grateful.

When Melinda proposed this, Victor agreed without hesitation. She was grateful to him.

"I have something to deal with, so it's unnecessary to have a meal with you. Don't stay outside too

long. Let me take you home." Victor was so carefree that Melinda almost forgot that it was her leader

who was in charge of this department except for the time when she asked for leave.

She nodded at him when she heard he would be busy. After all, it was more appropriate for him to be

so busy like this.

This was probably due to Kent, and Melinda had some thoughts, which made her look bad and her

spirit a little worse. So she did not reject the proposal to go home.

The housemaid should have prepared food for her.

"Since you are busy, you can go first. I know the way home."

As Melinda spoke, she stood up with her hands on the table. Some exaggerated moves scared Victor.

He felt that Melinda was too weak to walk in a hard way.

Victor had planned to hold her arm, but after a second thought, he pulled back his hand and touched

his head.

"It won't cost a lot of time to send you home,"

Victor said that in a casual way, but Melinda still felt that it was a tough way. She did not waste her

words. It was better to have a free driver.

They had sat down for a long time and hadn't ordered anything, and they left directly, which attracted

the waitress' attention frequently. They didn't seem to be short of money. Why did they leave after Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

sitting down and drinking two glasses of water?

No one gave her an answer to this question. Melinda walked to the door, but was stopped by Victor.

"It's sunny outside. Wait for me here."

The car was parked in the nearby parking lot, which was a little far away. Thinking of how miserable

Melinda looked when she just stood up, Victor thought it would be better to let her wait.

Melinda nodded. She looked up at the sunshine outside and felt scared.

The car he was driving today was dark blue, and it reflected the bright and charming sunshine. This

was just like Victor's flamboyant personality.

However, Melinda looked at the sports car, hesitating.

"Why do you look so weird?" Victor asked, and Melinda gave him a glare. But at last, she still said,

"Drive slowly. I'm not feeling well with my stomach."

Victor used to drive the same car to pick Melinda up once. The way he drove was always arrogant, with

high speed and often sharp brake and sharp turn.

Melinda felt that she could not stand such a torture, let alone the baby in her womb.

"You have a stomachache? Shall we go to the hospital?" However, what Victor paid attention to was

the uncomfortableness, which made Melinda feel warm in her heart.

Victor always seemed to pay little attention to others, but actually he cared about people.

"I will be better after having a rest at home. Remember to drive slowly." As Melinda spoke, she got on

the car carefully, fastened her seat belt, and closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on her face.

Victor glanced at Melinda with mixed feelings, started the car and drove the luxury sports car as the

motorbike.

"Are you tired?" Victor could tell that Melinda's fatigue was not physical, but mental. Did she get tired

because of Kent?

Maybe, Kent was important to Melinda.

He was lost in his own thoughts, and it took him quite a while to hear the response from Melinda, who

seemed to be sleepwalking, "Well, it's all right."

Both of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts. At last, they all thought the word "love". It

reminded Melinda of what had happened before she met with Kent. She opened her eyes and looked

at Victor with a complex expression.

The playful expression on his face was still the same, but there was much less playful smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You make me feel sorry for myself," said Victor with a trace of

disgust, after feeling a pang of disgust at the woman's weird look.

Hearing this, Melinda laughed in silence. Her smile was very simple, with her eyes curving like a

crescent moon. She was extremely infectious, and even Victor couldn't help but laugh out.

"Thank you for today's helping," Melinda thanked him again in a serious manner. She could not utter

such words that "if she might cause troubles to him".

It seemed that Victor could read her mind, so he said, "I will accept your thanks. But if I have any

trouble in the future, I will ask for your help. At that time, don't try to run away."

Melinda breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hard.

They didn't continue the topic. Melinda's home was not far away. It was only that there was a traffic jam

in the peak hours and Victor lost his temper after being blocked. He even began to say that he hoped

the restrict number was not the number of single and double, but only two numbers a day.

"Don't you ever think about those people who are still in debt or riding on their motorbike?"

Melinda could understand that Victor had some background. Generally, men loved cars. She had seen

many of his cars before.

But his cars were still much less than Jonas's.

The garage of the Gu's mansion could be opened for a car show, but Jonas always drove several cars

of them.

"Motorbike is good. Look, we are just passed by them while being stuck here," said Victor, looking at

the direction that Melinda pointed at. A man on his motorcycle was shuttling flexibly among a group of

cars.

"I think taking the eleventh bus is better," Melinda said in resignation. If talking about flexibility, walking

on foot was still the most flexible way.

It was very convenient to drive a car, because even though she drove a motorcycle, she had to endure

it once there was a little wind and a little rain.

While they were chatting in a desultory way, Victor stopped his car steadily at the downstairs of

Melinda's home. He said with some resentment, "This car has been blocked for a long time. I want to

get some water from your home, but I can't. I have to go now. Be careful."

"Okay, bye."

Melinda quickly got off the car and waved at him. Instead of staying there for a long time, Victor directly

left, but his thoughts returned to that woman soon.

When Melinda returned home, she had no appetite at all. She changed into comfortable clothes and fell

asleep in bed. Now she was sluggish.

The servant prepared some delicious food, but found that she had slept. When she woke up again, it

was evening.

When Melinda opened her eyes, she saw that Jonas was sitting on the bedside. The dim yellow light

cast a shadow on him, which made him look gentler.

Seeing Melinda was awake, Jonas put down the book in his hands and said with a little hoarse, "The

servant told me that you hadn't had lunch. You've been sleeping until now. Are you uncomfortable?"

He had been here for a while. He wanted to wake Melinda up directly, but he finally didn't have the

heart to do so.

The noisy reaction did not abate even till midnight, which made Melinda often couldn't sleep well.

Thinking of the news from Ted, Jonas's eyes darkened again. He looked at Melinda in confusion, not

knowing what he had done that made her angry again.

She sat up from the bed and rested her head on the pillow. She touched her stomach and felt a little

hungry.

"Let's go to eat."

Melinda looked at him with wet and bright eyes, so Jonas said stiffly, trying to restrain his anger.

'My wife asked someone else to pretend to be her boyfriend, but I could not say anything about it. She

is a pregnant woman, I have to shoulder the responsibility, ' Jonas thought.