Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

It was too embarrassing to let him ask Chris this question. She would rather not drink.

Edmund suddenly thought of something, “I have an idea.”

“Wait for me for a while.” Edmund left the bedroom and went downstairs. Chelsea didn’t know what his idea was, so she simply went to the Living room outside the bedroom and went into the sofa with the pillow in her arms and waited.

She was much better now. In fact, compared to the time when she just learned about her physical condition, she was much more relieved now. She didn’t want to worry about it every day.

It was just that she was just out control of her emotions for a while. Now, after calming down, she was better.

After Edmund went downstairs, he still called Chris. After listening to his question, Chris complained to him, “Dude, I’m not a gynecologist, okay?”

“Of course, although I’m not a gynecologist, I also know that women are fragile on their period, so it’s best not to drink.”

hung up the phone after

that she was in a bad mood. As

he could only use

minutes later, Edmund went upstairs with two

she saw it on the sofa, “Can I really

L A ‘s L I B R

red wine that Edmund handed

in this wine glass. It was clearly Warren

beside her, raised the real red wine in his glass to clink with her, and coaxed softly, “For the sake of your health, you just drink this glass of Warren sugar

Chelsea felt speechless.

she feel that Edmund was coaxing her like he was coaxing a

instead of red wine to make her feel better, which