Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Ancient costume?

He didn’t want them to torture Chelsea again.

Edmund had never thought to let Chelsea work in the entertainment business. He didn’t want her to suffer.

The photographer knew that Edmund was warning him. However, he gritted his teeth and invited Chelsea, “Here is the thing. Ms. Williams, your temperament fits our traditional style very much. Please trust my taste. If you agree, the photos will amaze the public

He was an experienced photographer, so he had seen all kinds of faces He also knew Chelsea’s facial outline and temperament were indeed rare. If he couldn’t shoot photos for Chelsea, those pictures would definitely raise a sensation

Chelsea didn’t notice how unhappy Edmund was. She was way too surprised.

She took over the photographer’s business card politely. Then she asked in disbelief, “Are you inviting me to another photo shoot?”

in college, many boys wrote her love letters and

famous photographer. Usually, he won’t actively

coldly while holding her in his arms, “Do you still

to shoot the photos initially, as she wasn’t interested in such a matter. She had agreed this time because

torture of the whole day. Instantly, she said to that photographer apologetically, “I’m so embarrassed. It’s my pleasure to be invited,

still hadn’t given up. “Ms. Williams, I only need one day. It’s enough. I can guarantee you won’t be so exhausted as today. You’re shooting

Angela’s Library

Edmund snorted.

What

wanted to convince Chelsea. Zuri tugged him,

there, the photographer couldn’t convince Chelsea. Hence, the photographer had to give

her feet. Hence,