Forgive My Ex-husband

All Jonas wanted was to see his wife as soon as possible.

The moment he entered the police station, his phone was handed over to the police to cooperate with the investigation. Now it was fully charged. It could be seen that these people were very careful. Before returning the thing to him, they charged his mobile phone.

His car was parked in the police station. It hadn't been driven for so many days, and there was a lot of dust on it. Jonas didn't care about it and opened the door and sat down inside.

The first thing he did was not to start the car, but to call Melinda. Thinking that he had lost contact with her for so many days, Melinda must be very worried.

And it was true. Melinda was lying in the hospital.

With the company of her father in the past two days, Melinda recovered well, but her heavy heart was still pitiful and she was not lively at all.

It seemed that she just wanted to live without any soul.

When the phone rang, Melinda didn't respond at all. But Vern, who was sharp eyed, saw the name on the phone and couldn't help smiling.

He put the phone in front of Melinda and said, "No matter who it is, answer it first."

In a daze, Melinda took the phone and put it near her ear. She didn't say anything, but soon a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, as if it was a call from a distant side, as if she heard a call when she was in trouble.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Melinda heard the other side call her Linda in a soft voice.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you answer my phone?" Melinda said sadly. She knew that there was nothing Jonas could do about it, but at this moment, she just wanted to act like a spoiled child to express her concern.

Hearing this, Jonas felt sorry for her and wished he could rush to Melinda right now.

"Good girl, don't cry. Linda, I'm fine. It's all my fault. I made you worried. Could you stop crying now? I'm so sad."

Melinda stopped crying. She looked totally two different from before. Seeing this, Vern could only sigh and shake his head. Melinda was not physically ill, but mentally ill. Jonas was her best medicine. Although Melinda was crying, she was overjoyed in her heart. She didn't know how many days had passed since she finally got in touch with Jonas.

The two of them talked a lot on the phone, and Jonas finally calmed Melinda down. At the same time, Jonas also knew what happened and that Melinda was in the hospital.

"You stay in the hospital and I'll be back soon. I promise." Jonas didn't wear headphones, nor did he plan to drive while talking on the phone in the police station.

So he wanted to hang up the phone first, but Melinda was unwilling to do so.

Vern couldn't help but knock on her head when he heard her groan. He took the phone from Melinda and told Jonas not to worry. He would take care of Melinda first.

Recently, Jonas couldn't wash himself well in the police station, so he had to tidy himself up before going to see Melinda. Otherwise, she would feel sorry for him when she saw his appearance.

While waiting for Jonas, Melinda began to feel restless again. The moment she saw him, tears began to fall again.

Melinda found that she was really fond of crying recently, just like a tearful person.

Jonas held her in his arms and comforted her in a soft voice. Surrounded by the familiar smell and arms, Melinda felt a little real.

She hugged Jonas tightly and kept complaining, but finally she choked, "Don't do this again, okay?"

She didn't want Jonas to hide anything from her, making her like the flower of the greenhouse. What she wanted to do most was to accompany him and face all the wind and rain, not to hide in the glass room he made.

"Okay," Jonas promised. And after he arrived, there was nothing to do with Vern and Queena to take care of Melinda. The two of them tacitly left time for the young couple to get along.

When Melinda saw Jonas and confirmed that he was fine, she was finally relieved. She hadn't had a good rest these days. At this moment, she was indeed sleepy in his arms.

In the past few days, Jonas didn't have a good rest at the police station, and there were black circles around his eyes. Melinda rubbed in his arms and said in a spoiled tone, "Jon, sleep with me for a while. I'm afraid of being alone."

Melinda had made up an excuse for Jonas. How could Jonas refuse?

Recently, he had been very tired. He lay on the bed, holding Melinda in his arms. His eyes were full of tenderness. He had been looking at her quietly until she breathed smoothly. Then he quietly stood up. Worried about Melinda, Jonas went to the doctor's office to ask about her condition after she fell asleep. He felt guilty when he knew that she was stimulated.

When Jonas returned to the ward, he saw that Melinda was not sleeping well, so he immediately walked up to her and hugged her. As expected, she rubbed against him again out of habit, and then became much more peaceful.

At first, Jonas wanted to do something else, but finally he decided to have a sleep with her in his arms.

It was rare for Melinda to have a deep sleep at ease.

There was new progress in the case. The several men in black who were lying were brought to the interrogation room again by the police.

They had thought that this matter had passed, but they didn't expect to be locked here again. This was not the same treatment as last time.

The faces of those policemen looked very bad. How could they not be bad? Because the lies of the five people, they had been investigated for so long for nothing, and the information they found at last proved that they were lying.

They had wasted so much time because of lies.

"Separate them," the captain said. The two policemen nodded. The five looked at each other and saw firmness in each other's eyes.

No matter what they would interrogate at that time, what they needed to do was very simple. They just needed to insist that it was Jonas.

The first person who was brought into the interrogation room was very restless. He began to complain before the police began to interrogate.

"Sir, how long will it take for you to be willing to close the case? We have told you everything. It was Jonas who asked us to do it. You can interrogate him,"

the man said and sat down casually, as if this was the back garden of his own house. The police saw him like this and instantly frowned.

"I don't know what tricks you are playing during the interrogation these days. Do you want to annoy us and then perfunctorily say that it's not him?"

the man continued, and with his shocked look, his acting skill was almost superb. Thinking that he had been deceived before, the police was furious.

But as a policeman, how could he not go through such a thing? He tried not to be angry.

"Franklin Zhang?" With the documents in his hand, he called out the name of the person in front of him. Hearing this, Franklin almost cried out as if he was at school.

The police quickly told him all his information as if he was reading a book, which made him feel that he had been seen through.

"You must have a good relationship with the household registration, right?" Franklin said indifferently. As long as this matter was settled, his family would be able to live a comfortable life. No matter what, he would not compromise.

"Tell me, what did you do on the beach this time? Why did you do that? Who instigated you to do so? Why did you frame Jonas?"

The police's series of questions made Franklin a little confused. Although these questions were similar to the previous ones, he always felt that something was wrong.

He didn't answer, which made the policeman thump the table and shout angrily, "Answer me quickly."

His expression made the police feel that he was going to make up a lie to deceive him, and this group of people might have reached a consensus. Although these people were imprisoned separately, they knew clearly that they had committed a lot of crimes together, and they were very familiar with how to explain to each other.

"You know that we go to the seaside to deal with a person and take money," Franklin said bluntly. The policeman frowned at his words, but he also recorded it and waited for Franklin's reply.

"It was Jonas who asked us to do this. How many times do you want me to tell you? Or who do you want to frame? Tell me his name. I'll tell you,"

Franklin questioned and provoked the police completely, but the two interrogators didn't care at all. They didn't ask any more questions and changed the person with the people outside.

There were five people in total. Each of them had a different personality, but their expressions of insisting that it was Jonas who asked them to do that were so similar.

When the interrogation was finished, the recorder couldn't help but sneer, "It's so flawless to cooperate with a lie. There must be something wrong in it."

In the individual interrogation, this group of people were still stubborn, so they were locked up together in the end. At this time, there were many people in the interrogation room. The captain went up to ask in person, and the group of people had been asked countless times, and they began to be a little impatient.

"Do you think the truth can be decided by your mouth? This is the information we collected when we investigated this matter. Although we can't confirm who is behind this, it can prove that it was not done by Jonas,"

the captain said as he put the documents in his hands in front of the men in black. He saw that they hesitated to finish reading these documents and their faces really changed.

"You'd better tell me the truth now, or you'll have to think about the consequences. You'll be charged with murder, assaulting the police, and not cooperating with the public in handling cases. I have many ways to make you go to jail and be in it forever,"

the captain said domineeringly, completely intimidating the group of men in black.