Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea was shocked by Fay's revealing about Edmund's kindness. She lowered her eyes and said with a smile, "Maybe he is just scared of this issue affecting me so much that I wouldn't be able to complete the script on time."

Fay shook her head and said helplessly, "I'm going to change into more comfortable clothes. We can have dinner when the take-out is delivered."

Immediately Fay left her alone, Chelsea took out her phone and sent Edmund a message to thank him. It read, "Mr. Nelson, Fay told me that you asked Brayan to send a lawsuit letter on my behalf. Thank you very much."

Just as soon, Edmund sent a reply. "Rather than using words, why don't you show me how grateful you are?"

He was subtly implying that she planned a dinner date for them as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll do that!" Chelsea replied ignorantly.

She sighed dejectedly as she thought of how she was going to get him that pen. Fay was her best option right now. She couldn't go out with everything that was going on.

Fay came back into the room just as the take-out was being delivered. She opened a bottle of wine and sat down to chat with Chelsea while eating.

Suddenly, Chelsea said, "You know I can't go out now, right? Can you help me buy a pen?"

"Huh? A pen?" Fay's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Yes, a pen." Chelsea nodded seriously. "Mr. Nelson has helped me a lot recently. I have to give him a gift to express my gratitude for all his help. After thinking about it for a long while, I've decided that a pen is the best thing I can give him right now."

Fay almost spat out the wine that was in her mouth when Chelsea said this in all seriousness. She tried swallowing the liquid with difficulty and ended up choking on it.

When her coughing fit had died down, she looked at Chelsea with red, teary eyes and said, "Well... Chelsea... I don't think this is what Mr. Nelson will be expecting as show of gratitude from you."

Chelsea's knitted eyebrows showed how distressed she was by this issue. "What else do you expect me to do? Knowing the type of person Diane is, I'd better stay away from him and not even try to have dinner with him if I love peace. I've thought about it, and the best thing to do is to give him a gift. Trust me, it's better this way for everyone."

Fay pursed her lips and then sipped on her wine. She didn't know what to say to that.

It wasn't as though Chelsea was totally wrong. She had reason to worry about Diane's reaction, especially considering how hostile the woman had been towards Chelsea lately. If Chelsea so much as got close to Edmund in any way, Diane would never let her be until she was satisfied with her suffering.

Fay knew very well that the relationship between Edmund and Diane hadn't really been a close-knit one recently, but she couldn't say anything about that to Chelsea. After all, it wasn't really her business. As an outsider, she wasn't supposed to know that detail about her boss' personal life.

With all these facts coming into place in her mind, Fay knew she had to agree with Chelsea on this one. "Okay, I'll buy it for you tomorrow morning."

"Great, thank you!" Chelsea said gratefully, and her face finally relaxed.

They were silent for a while, and then Chelsea added, "I know the brand of pen he often uses. You'll go to that shop and get it. When you buy it, you can go and give it to him directly."

Yes, Edmund had a very high taste in everything. Even the pen he used was luxurious and expensive. But Chelsea had to sacrifice and get it for him.