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Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

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What a brazen individual he was!

Chelsea realized that her expression was getting a touch out of hand at the time.

Edmund was unfazed and hesitantly took Gerry’s business card.

He gazed down at the business card with an invisible iciness in his eyes, but no one noticed.

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When Gerry reached for another business card to hand to Chelsea, Edmund cut him off and warned, “Stay away from her.” It wasn’t clear to Gerry what was going on. In a sneer, Edmund said “You don’t deserve it.”

Gerry’s facial expression was far worse than being sick

Even Diane was fuming with rage. Gerry was now a scriptwriter for her firm. Edmund’s mockery of Gerry was a smack in the face for her as well!

What's more, it really pained Diane that Edmund openly sided with Chelsea.

What was it about Chelsea that drew Edmund’s attention to the point of obsession? Diane ground her teeth in venom.

Then, in a level tone, Edmund suggested to Chelsea, “Let’s get something to eat.”

After that, he got to his feet and walked out. Chelsea did not have tto resist, so she hurriedly pushed her suitcase and followed Edmund.

To avoid the disgust of sharing a room with Diane and Gerry, Chelsea preferred to stay with Edmund.

Together, they departed from the VIP Lounge. Chelsea inquired, “Is it Lunchtor dinnertnow?”

Edmund looked at her but did not speak. He whirled around and pushed his suitcase forward.

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Chelsea, however, kept her position since she could tell from Edmund’s eyes that he was making fun of her folly. Obviously, he was just trying to get out of the Lounge.

Chelsea gritted her teeth and debated whether to follow him and decided to anyway.

Both of them sat in a cafe and placed separate coffee orders. “It's way worse than what you've prepared,” Edmund commented after taking a sip. Chelsea felt powerless. After only one drink, was it right to say the coffee wasn’t good?

Not deterred, she politely thanked him and got to work on her computer. Since Edmund was fixated on her face, this was also an attempt to divert her attention.

She sat at her computer for a long time, acting calm. She finally snapped and asked him, “What’s with my face?”

“Nothing.” Edmund denied it and turned his gaze away. Edmund was ashamed to acknowledge that he’d been glancing at her just now because it had been days since they'd seen one another.