Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

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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?”

she was good-looking. After all, when she was in college, many boys wrote her love letters and pursued her. However,

a famous photographer. Usually, he won’t actively invite others. People will line up to ask him

yet, but Edmund said to her coldly while holding her in his arms,

she wasn’t interested in such a matter. She had agreed this time because

said to that photographer apologetically, “I’m so embarrassed. It’s my pleasure to be invited,

given up. “Ms. Williams, I only need one day. It’s enough. I can guarantee

Angela’s Library

Edmund snorted.

What

Chelsea. Zuri

long as Edmund was there, the photographer couldn’t

a few steps, Chelsea couldn’t tolerate the pain in her feet. Hence, Edmund lifted her up and