Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 259

Edmund went to Chelsea's apartment late at night and claimed he wanted to see Arya.

Arya unexpectedly emerged from under the sofa and scratched Edmund's hand in horror.

Chelsea became concerned when she noticed that the back of his hand was bleeding.

"Go to the hospital right away." Immediately, Chelsea pulled up Edmund.

Edmund did not take the scratch seriously. "We do not need to go to the hospital for such a little scratch."

Chelsea's voice was unusually stern. "Just come with me. Scratches from cats could be hazardous."

Edmund pursed his lips and then followed her outside.

Unlike other days, Chelsea didn't drive steadily that day. Instead, she drove quite fast.

Edmund shrank into the passenger seat. He questioned Chelsea, "Are you so worried about me?" when the light turned red.

Chelsea gave him a quick look. "Avoid overthinking. I would take whoever Arya scratches to the hospital as soon as I can, regardless of who she scratches."

Chelsea then put her foot on the pedal and accelerated toward the hospital.

Her words jolted Edmund back to reality, his fantasy vanishing into thin air.

He took a long, silent look at Chelsea's profile before sighing dejectedly.

When they got to the hospital, they immediately headed to the emergency department.

After getting doctor's prescription, Chelsea quickly went to pay the bill.

She was interrupted by Edmund, who said, "I'll pay for the cost."

Chelsea objected. "I own the cat. I must assume responsibility for you."

Edmund laughed out loud and stated, "Chelsea, you should be held accountable for what occurred that morning in the hotel. You flirted with me in that way before finally walking away. If it would affect my sexual abilities, you would be liable for the rest of my life."
Edmund went to Chelsea's apartment late at night and claimed he wanted to see Arya.

When Chelsea left that morning, Edmund got so furious that he immediately returned to Vertoak.


He couldn't even get any rest because of how much he missed her.

Chelsea's face reddened.

She was embarrassed and irritated, but she kept quiet and proceeded to pay the bill.

Edmund went to the doctor for injection with Chelsea after she had paid the bill.

Edmund initially believed there was nothing to be scared of, but following the injection, he nearly cried out.

It hurt so much.

He had to pretend to be calm while gritting his teeth through the discomfort.

He ought not to have purchased the cat!

He had a cat that caused him anguish whereas other people kept cats for happiness.

Indeed, the cat resembled her master, who subjected him to agony.

"Does it hurt?" Chelsea questioned as she examined the back of his swollen, red hand.

She had never received such an injection and was oblivious to the potential for swelling.

Edmund scoffed and remarked, "It is not painful. It makes me want to die!"

"I apologize. I wasn't anticipating Arya to hurt you."

Edmund couldn't bring himself to see her guilty expression anymore. He answered with his lips pursed, "I purchased the cat. You don't need to say sorry to me."

Chelsea raised her head to look at Edmund. She was abruptly uncomfortable as their eyes met because of the wild morning she had just remembered.

Zuri stated that Edmund would not see her for quite some time, right? Why did Edmund come to her residence as soon as she arrived back in Vertoak?

Chelsea hurriedly rose up. "Should we leave now? Allow me to take you home."

Before leaving, Edmund gave her a quick look.

Chelsea paused at the door after dropping Edmund off at home and said, "If you don't need me right now, I'll go back."

When Chelseo left thot morning, Edmund got so furious thot he immediotely returned to Vertook.

He couldn't even get ony rest becouse of how much he missed her.

Chelseo's foce reddened.

She wos emborrossed ond irritoted, but she kept quiet ond proceeded to poy the bill.

Edmund went to the doctor for injection with Chelseo ofter she hod poid the bill.

Edmund initiolly believed there wos nothing to be scored of, but following the injection, he neorly cried out.

It hurt so much.

He hod to pretend to be colm while gritting his teeth through the discomfort.

He ought not to hove purchosed the cot!

He hod o cot thot coused him onguish whereos other people kept cots for hoppiness.

Indeed, the cot resembled her moster, who subjected him to ogony.

"Does it hurt?" Chelseo questioned os she exomined the bock of his swollen, red hond.

She hod never received such on injection ond wos oblivious to the potentiol for swelling.

Edmund scoffed ond remorked, "It is not poinful. It mokes me wont to die!"
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