Chapter 66 Alienation (1/2)
”Jonas, thank you for believing in me.”
Emily was drunk and looked at Jonas with her misty eyes. There was a trace of tenderness on his cool and stern face. They belonged to her, only to her.
Her hand wrapped around Jonas's neck, and Jonas avoided. He touched Emily's hair and said, ”Emily, go back to sleep early.”
”Okay.”
Emily acted like a good girl. After driving her home, Jonas drove home. In fact, Emily gave him many hints, but he chose to ignore them. It seemed that it was a habit for him to go home every night.
Being annoyed, Melinda went to bed early. After walking around in front of the bedroom, Jonas went to the vice bedroom.
The sunlight fell on the ground through the thin gauze curtain. A gust of breeze blew into the room. Melinda curled up her body and opened her eyes sleepily.
After adapting to the light, Melinda found that her window was not closed at night. Fortunately, it was only a little bit open, and there was obviously no one on the other side of the bed that night.
Hadn't Jonas come back yet?
Melinda felt quite uncomfortable, but didn't show it on her face. She washed her face and went downstairs. She saw Jonas having breakfast in the servant's service.
”Were you in the study last night?”
Melinda rubbed her shoulders and sat opposite to Jonas. A servant quickly served breakfast to the table. When Melinda picked up the tableware, Jonas put it down and wiped his mouth elegantly with the napkin.
”I'm going to the company now,”
Jonas said calmly and stood up. He didn't answer her question. Looking at the plate on his seat, he only ate a little, or he just began to eat.
Feeling a little strange, Melinda didn't think too much about it. She moved her chair and stood up. The servant happened to pass the tie to her. She reached out and was stopped by a strong hand with slender bones.
”You go to have breakfast first. I'll do it myself.”
With that, Melinda stood still and watched him wearing a tie, a suit jacket and a briefcase. Then he left.
”Madam, your milk is ready.”
Hearing the servant's words, Melinda came to her sense. A myriad of thoughts crowded into her mind, as she felt that Jonas deliberately kept a distance from her, or perhaps deliberately distanced himself from her.
”When did he go downstairs for breakfast this morning?”
”He just came downstairs. Today's breakfast may not suit his appetite, so he just had one bite on the sandwich,”
the servant said, but Melinda's expression became more and more stiff. The breakfast was the same as usual, and she didn't believe that reason.
At the moment, Melinda lost her appetite.
Jonas went out early and came back late. He avoided Melinda often. Even they met, he was extremely cold towards her. Melinda was very sensitive to find that he was like this after what happened that day.