Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Edmund held her in his arms with his uninjured hand and asked in a low voice, “Have you been burnt before?”

He remembered that she said that she could cook when she was very young, because Hilton’s wife, who was her adoptive mother, was in poor health. And she couldn’t count on Hilton to cook at all, so she could only take care of her mother on her own.

Chelsea smiled sheepishly at him. “No.” She just said that to comfort him, so that he didn’t think that he was clumsy. Not everyone was as untalented as him on cooking.

Ever since the first time she cooked, she had never been burnt by oil. Edmund was already over thirty years old, and still he got himself burnt. Chelsea really didn’t know what to say.

But because of this burn, Chelsea withdrew her aloofness towards him She even helped him apply the ointment and warned him of getting the wound wet.

He had also tasted a meal made by Chelsea. Ever since he had divorced her, aside from eating the noodles made by her several times, he hadn’t eaten anything cooked by her any more.

Edmund tasted the familiar cuisine and secretly felt that his burn was worth it.

soon regretted

had calculated Chelsea’s period and thought that

out of the

so she raised his hand and pushed him away. “No,

frowned slightly. “What’s wrong?

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hand’s burnt.”

that he had restraind his desire so bad, she had still intentionally used the burn as an

a small injury, and

a small blister on my hand. How

he could

saying that, Chelsea got up and pushed him away. She raised her hand and gently patted him