On this day, there were just a lot of people caring about Melinda. The people sitting beside her took a
pile of snacks from their seats to give it to her. "Poor Mel, come on. Eat something to calm down."
She looked at those snacks in resignation. Then she tore open a candy and put it into her mouth with a
smile. "It's so sweet. It's so sweet that I forget all those unhappy things."
The colleague roared with laughter.
The group of colleague shared the same enemy and hated Emily. The average netizen did not have the
materials of Emily, and these were stored among the staff of the semi media.
During the working hours in the morning, Melinda was treated like a national treasure by a group of
people. Even Victor had said that he would change the work time. It was too dangerous for a female
employee to go home at night.
This group of people suddenly became excited. Even Melinda thought it was worth it.
When Jonas had read the news this morning, he understood why Melinda had asked him for the
evidence that day. He was gratified. She had finally learned how to protect herself. But soon Jonas was
disappointed. She didn't need him anymore.
Actually, he was supposed to drive to the company. However, he drove to the downstairs of the
company where Melinda worked. He could see the busy figures in the office building through the
window.
Melinda was one of them.
The time that Kent and Emily discussed was the noon of the day. After saying goodbye to her
colleagues, Melinda left the company. To her surprise, she ran out of the company and met Jonas.
"Are you okay?" Jonas's car was parked on the side of the road. Seeing that it seemed to be Melinda's
figure, he quickly got off the car and trotted in front of Melinda.
A tall figure appeared all of a sudden and blocked the sunlight. Melinda blinked and adapted to the
light. She had to raise her head so that she could see Jonas's face.
He said in a low voice and looked at her tenderly, which was rare.
"I'm okay,"
Melinda said as she shook her head, unconsciously stepped back two steps, and then she felt much
better. She looked around, not willing to look at Jonas.
However, his eyes were focused on her. Melinda pulled her clothes uncomfortably. It was getting warm.
She wore a pinkish purple blouse, short legged pants, and her hair was tied into a ponytail. Some hair
stood on her forehead, which made her look younger.
Her movement looked delicate and cute, and Jonas felt as if they had been back to college.
"Well, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving now." Taking another step back, Melinda suddenly
felt her breath was more relaxed, and her mind was also clear. She remembered that she had
something to do.
All of a sudden, Jonas's friendly face darkened. He realized that he was the only one who Melinda
avoided.
"You don't want to see me, do you?"
There was a hint of injury in Jonas's eyes, but his questioning tone was much lower. He carefully
maintained his self-esteem that was only existing in Melinda.
Melinda didn't know how to answer the question. She looked down at her toes. In fact, when she saw
Jonas just now and when she heard his concern for her, she felt a strange feeling.
But then she felt a lot of pressure. She thought that she would feel so uncomfortable unless she
escaped from Jonas.
As the sunlight fell on her body, Melinda didn't dare to look up. If it was before, Jonas would have
definitely joked with her that she was scaring away the ants on the floor.
"Linda, you don't want to see me, do you?"
Jonas didn't give up. Melinda hesitated, debating whether to answer it or not. But the scene on that
day, like a sharp blade, mercilessly pierced her heart.
There was once a sincere heart in front of Jonas, but he didn't cherish it. Now her heart was badly hurt,
and she couldn't show it to others. So she could only repair it herself in her own shell.
But it could be repaired and damaged at the same time.
From the expression on Melinda's face, it was clear that she was telling the answer. Being a self-
absorbed person, Jonas was eager to know the answer. People who knew him well would be shocked
to see him like this.
That cold man now looked miserable.
Jonas's query to Melinda echoed in her mind, and it was like a magic spell. She was very unhappy. It
was clear that it was Jonas who did something wrong. Why did he ask her with a tone of doubt now?
Melinda's little face gradually grew angry, and two cheeks began to swell up. At last, she clenched her
fists, and her eyes were red.
Melinda herself didn't know such a change.
On the other hand, Jonas was frightened. He thought he had crossed the line and shouldn't be in such
a hurry. When he was about to apologize, Melinda roared out loud. "Why are you accusing me like
this? Jonas, I'm not a fool. Since you're with Emily, don't come to me and make me sick."
"When did I be with her? You can't talk nonsense like that."
It was the first time that Jonas had experienced so much grievance. It was totally a nonsense charge,
and the point was that it had not been over for such a long time.
"I was talking nonsense? The day I went to the hotel to see you, I saw Emily open the door in the
bathrobe, and it was your bathrobe! We are all adults. Do I need to explain it?"
Melinda's eyes were red with anger. At the thought of that scene, she felt it was a kind of torture.
The more Jonas heard, the more strange he felt. Then he realized what was wrong. About the incident
that day... Hearing this, Jonas could not help but feel a little angry. This was how much that Melinda
trusted him.
She hadn't spoken anything after such a long time. If he didn't ask her again and again today, she
might misunderstand him for a lifetime.
Jonas was so angry that his chest heaved. Seeing that Melinda's eyes were red and about to cry,
Jonas realized that he should explain it now.
"It was a mistake. Why didn't you ask me? I didn't even know you were there. Why did you do it like this
all the time to sentence me to death when I didn't know anything?" Jonas was out of the topic and
couldn't help but complain.
His tone made Melinda unhappy. He was such a playboy. Did she need to hear his any explanation?
"All right. Do you know why I left now? Can you stop bothering me from now on?"
Melinda's eyes were wide open, but red like a rabbit's eyes. With a fierce tone, as if verified that even a
rabbit would bite people when it was angry.
Melinda was in a desperate situation and wanted to bite Jonas.
"Nothing happened that day. It was..." Seeing that Melinda was going to be unreasonable, Jonas
became anxious at once. But a person who was not good at explaining never came to the point.
Melinda felt tired of herself, and also felt it boring.
"I don't want to know what happened that day. Now I have something to do. Please leave. Otherwise, I
will call the security," Melinda directly interrupted Jonas. She looked at her watch and found it was the
time for the appointment. She didn't want to let anyone wait for her.
The security guards wouldn't make things difficult for Jonas. If he had tried hard, the whole company
could be his.
Melinda ignored Jonas and went straight away. Her destination was not far away from the company,
and it was nearby, so she didn't drive her car. There was a square in the opposite from the company,
and she could get there by taking a detour.
Looking at the disappearing figure of Melinda, Jonas's anxiety gradually dissipated. Since he knew
where the problem was, he could solve it in time.
The gentle breeze and tepid weather made people feel a little sleepy. Finally, Melinda found the
restaurant after a round of turns.
Located in a not very bustling place in the city, it had very good business. People who wanted to eat
here usually had to order in advance.
The usher at the door saw Melinda and welcomed her warmly.
The restaurant's style was much like that of ancient inn. Most parts were wooden. There was even a
little wooden scent in the restaurant, like the scent of a book.
Though not very rich, it was very charming.
Melinda said the room number while appreciating it. Then the waiter led her to the private room on the
second floor. The door and windows were hollowed out, which were made of paper to protect privacy.
The only flaw in this perfect design was the poor sound insulation effect.
The hotel boss paid much attention to the guest service. The guests who could book the VIP room on
the second floor were all the guests that the boss appreciated. Obviously, Kent was appreciated
because of his literary aura. The waiters here were so elegant and made people comfortable when they
talked.
"It's a good place." Melinda pushed open the door of the room, looked at the man inside and said with
a smile.
"Is it making you want to recite a poem?"
Seeing that Melinda came in, Kent moved away for her. She found that the ornaments here were also
referred from the inns of the ancient times. Although they were not all real antique, there was fifty
percent of them.
"I prefer gossiping," Melinda said as she blinked. When they were in college, they often asked to write
ancient poems, which was what Melinda was most afraid of.
She was a little obsessive-compulsive, and when she saw many empty words written on the paper, she
couldn't help but taunt it.
Emily was always getting on well with her classmates. When she was at the class of the ancient
literature, the other students would be hostile to her. The teacher was just a fogey and liked Melinda's
personality.
"Do you want to come to our periodical office and spread your skill of gossip?" Kent poured a cup of tea
for Melinda, and passed the bamboo slip menu to her.
At the sight of the menu, Melinda became interested. There were traditional Chinese characters on it. If
there were illiteracies, they would be embarrassing.
"Kent, you are really good at picking restaurant," Melinda said jokingly, and began to order. She knew
the taste of Kent, and the food she ordered was also to match the taste of the two of them.
"It's not easy for you to invite me to dinner," Kent said with a teasing smile as well.
She was a little obSessive-compulsive, and when she saw many empty words written on the paper, she
couldn't help but taunt it.
Emily was always getting on well with her classmates. When she was at the class of the ancient
literature, the other students would be hostile to her. The teacher was just a fogey and liked Melinda's
personality.
"Do you want to come to our periodical office and spread your skill of gossip?" Kent poured a cup of tea
for Melinda, and passed the bamboo slip menu to her.
At the sight of the menu, Melinda became interested. There were traditional Chinese characters on it. If
there were illiteracies, they would be embarrassing.
"Kent, you are really good at picking restaurant," Melinda said jokingly, and began to order. She knew
the taste of Kent, and the food she ordered was also to match the taste of the two of them.
"It's not easy for you to invite me to dinner," Kent said with a teasing smile as well.
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