Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea knew that reasoning with Hilton was like talking to a brick wall, so she hung up the phone.

She was getting bashed online because of Hilton and Garry. They painted her in a bad light even before she could make a name in the entertainment industry. For this, the last bit of love she had for them disappeared.

One thing Chelsea learned from getting oppressed by them was that it was time for her to stand up and fight back. If she continued to be lenient, they might drive her crazy.

Chelsea immediately went to the hospital to get the paternity test result.

Once she arrived, she took the elevator to Chris's office.

The hospital was a big one, so it was always overcrowded. She moved to the corner of the elevator to make space for others. The woman who was standing beside her stared at her for a long time. Afterward, she whispered to her companion, "Psst! Look at this woman. She looks a little familiar, doesn't she?"

Another woman leaned forward and glanced at Chelsea. The next second, she asked with a high-pitched tone, "Isn't she the unfilial daughter who refused to take care of her biological father?"

"Yes, she's the one!"

Everyone in the elevator turned to look at Chelsea after hearing the women's statements.

They instantly recognized her. Some of them pointed at her and looked at her with disgust. Their words couldn't be any harsher.

In the face of the cruel curses from these strangers, Chelsea's face slowly turned pale and tears welled up in her eyes.

Since she was a little girl, she had never made mockery or insulted anyone. She always treated everyone with kindness, so she was utterly stunned that people could be so mean to her now.

Never had she experienced getting hounded by anyone. It was a first-time experience for her, so she was shocked that cyberbullies could confront her in reality. When she read the harsh comments online, she had been angry. Now she was not only angry, but also embarrassed and terrified.

Once the elevator stopped at one of the floors, she wriggled away from the crowd and fled out even though this wasn't the floor where Chris's office was.

Someone in the elevator took the hatred for her too far. She was pushed just when she was about to walk out, so she tripped and almost fell flat on the floor. Her eyes turned red with anger immediately.

In a trice, she turned around, intending to give the person that pushed her a piece of her mind. But she couldn't tell who it was. Everyone in the elevator was staring at her with disdainful expressions. Some even made mean faces at her before the doors swooshed shut. She was treated as if she was an unpardonable sinner.

Chelsea didn't dare to take another elevator. Walking in the midst of several people was out of the question because she would be setting herself up to be bullied again if more people recognized her. With her head lowered, she ran to the staircase and called Chris. She asked him to send the report down.

Chris was confused on the other end of the line. "Why do you want me to send the result down to the fifth floor? Why don't you just come up?"

"I can't explain now. Just help me bring it down. It's urgent!" Chelsea pleaded with a choked voice. When Chris noticed this, he grabbed the result and went downstairs immediately.

"What's wrong, Chelsea?" Chris immediately questioned her worriedly after he located her at the spandrel of the staircase. He then pulled her to a quiet spot at the end of the corridor.