Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Edmund still wanted to speak, but after seeing her unpleasant expression, he departed in silence.

When Chelsea heard the door close, she squatted, looked at the garbage can, and moaned softly.

She instantly recalled that Edmund had just said that he was going to clean the dishes.

How could a man who had always lived large now do menial tasks Like washing dishes?

He ought not to clean them. It was very destructive. Chelsea vowed she would never again host Edmund for dinner. Downstairs.

Edmund reflected in the car before giving Zuri a call.

Except for when she had to wake up early for work, Zuri was always asleep at this hour.

picking up the phone were, “Who is it? Why are you contacting me at such an

calmly said,

and abruptly regained consciousness. “You bastard, did you

assistance, he repressed his feelings. “I smashed a cup belonging to Chelsea.

collecting dinnerware, and she treats each piece as though

How could he eat

does not exist for sale.” Zuri politely reminded and provided him with tips, “Even if you acquire the identical one, it won’t be the one she previously owned. In the same manner as love, it cannot

the conclusion of her statement, which was like

“Since it won’t be the treasured one, I can get a

potentially win

she did not consider that a new beginning was possible