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.

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

calmly said,

muttered and abruptly regained consciousness. “You bastard, did you

he thought he had called her for assistance, he repressed his feelings. “I smashed a cup belonging to Chelsea. Do you have photographs of

as though

could he eat at Chelsea’s

of her possessions are one-of-a-kind. One Like it just does not exist for sale.” Zuri politely reminded and provided him with tips, “Even if you acquire the identical one, it won’t

her statement, which was like a knife to Edmund’s

be the treasured one, I can get a new one and make

Edmund might potentially win

she did not consider that a new beginning was possible for