Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

As the investor of “The Crown”, Edmund would also attend the Launch conference. But when he woke up this morning to choose the outfit, for the first time he didn’t what to wear even after a long search. It wasn’t because he didn’t how to match clothes. He just wanted Chelsea to choose the suit for him and helped him with his necktie and collar, and if possible, a necktie matching her dress would be perfect.

Edmund was looking at her with expectance, but Chelsea just gave him a cool glance and walked away ignoring him. She didn’t have the least intention of helping him since last night he didn’t stop having her even when she felt exhausted.

Edmund reached out and took her into his arms easily, saying innocently, “I didn’t leave any marks on your neck last night, did 1?”

Chelsea glared at him and said, “How dare you mention it.” He did Leave her neck intact but worn her out completely. Chelsea was about to complain more when she realized he had been wearing a bathrobe and grabbing her into his arms made it loose so she was now being pressed against his naked body literally.

Vexed and shy, Chelsea broke away from his hug and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Watching her going away, Edmund wasn’t dejected at all and followed her downstairs joyfully. For now, the happiest thing was having Chelsea in his arms when he woke up every morning. It didn’t matter whether she would sometimes give him the cold shoulders only if she was by his side and besides, he would grab all her attention when he was on her bed.

Having cooked the meal, Chelsea was going to make some coffee when Edmund stopped her saying, “Just give me some milk, juice, or porridge. No coffee from today on.”

confusedly, “Why? What

and whispered into her ear, “Don’t you want to have a baby? I will also quit drinking and smoking, starting from

Chris that Chelsea and he had restored good relations. Then Chris suggested he quit drinking and smoking and keep a healthy diet and a regular bedtime if they really wanted a baby. If Chelsea did conceive, they would certainly be a happy family. Though it was just a kind reminder

silence, but then she dropped her eyes saying dejectedly, “I think

few months while living with Frances, Frances couldn’t promise the therapies to be truly effective. Did they really need to think about

What if they work?

two glasses of orange juice instead of coffee. If Edmund really

heart, Chelsea believed Edmund would be a good father who would Love his children with all his heart and take good care of them while they grew up, unlike her parents who abandoned her not Long after she

and she promised she would be a good mother, giving her children all her love. When spring came,

and unbearable sorrow deep in

breakfast when Edmund asked, “What will you dress for