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?”

when she was in college, many boys wrote her love letters and pursued her. However, she had never expected to

actively invite others. People will line up to ask him to shoot

while holding her in

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

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

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 are

wanted to convince Chelsea. Zuri tugged him, shaking her

long as Edmund was there, the photographer couldn’t convince Chelsea. Hence, the photographer had to give

turn away. After a few steps, Chelsea couldn’t tolerate the pain in her feet. Hence,