Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Capítulo 218

Edmund kept her away from the public eye. He always avoided questions about his marriage and also never took her out for any social functions.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

This wasn’t because he wanted to protect her. He did it because he didn’t care about her.

Chelsea was jarred out from her deep thoughts after they got to the hospital. Edmund parked the car and tried to carry her out. However, she refused.

The hospital was crowded. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself being too close to Edmund.

“Please get me a wheelchair at the reception desk. Or better still, | could hop in slowly.” Chelsea tried to move her injured leg as she spoke.

As far as she was concerned, hopping was a better option than for him to carry her.

“The distance is quite long. How do you intend to hop all the way on one foot?” Edmund queried, narrowing his eyes at her.

He didn’t need to be told that Chelsea was trying to avoid getting held by him.

Since he couldn't carry her against her wish or allow her to suffer pain any further, he decided to go in and ask for a wheelchair.

He reasoned that he was only doing this because she was injured. However, he couldn’t help but admit that she was so stubborn. After Chelsea sat in the wheelchair, Edmund put his suit jacket on her again. Her waist was bare, so he feared that she would catch a cold tonight.

The doctor examined Chelsea’s ankle briefly. He then said, “You will be fine, ma’am. None of your bones got broken. Only some soft tissues were injured. You just need to massage your ankle with some ointment regularly. Take a good rest at home. Don’t stress yourself or even walk for some days.”

Chelsea breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, that’s good to know. Thank you, Doc.”

“Doesn't she need to have an X-ray done?” Edmund asked worriedly. He didn’t think that the simple examination was enough to tell if Chelsea’s ankle was all right or not. He wanted her to receive adequate treatment.

The doctor squinted at Edmund, not uttering a word.

Chelsea quickly broke the ice.

“It's fine, Doc. Thank you once again. I'll go and get the prescribed ointment first.” Edmund glared at the doctor with dissatisfaction and pushed Chelsea out.

“That doctor knows nothing. | will call Chris over.” Edmund stopped pushing the wheelchair in the corridor. He took out his phone, intending to ask Chris to come and examine her.

Chelsea suffered a banging headache immediately. She held her forehead and said seriously, “Stop making a fuss here. I’m fine. If it was a severe injure, | wouldn't have been calm talking here.”

Edmund was furious. He was doing this for her own good. But she said he was about to make a fuss.

He wanted to get short with her. On second thought, he decided against it since she was injured now.

“Are you sure you are okay? Doesn't your ankle hurt so bad that you can’t even walk?” he asked worriedly.

“You heard the doctor. | just need to massage some ointment into the ankle to prevent it from swelling. I'll be just fine,” Chelsea responded stubbornly.

She wasn’t sure if she could walk. After all, he didn’t give her the chance to walk yet.

She purposely asked for a wheelchair because she didn’t want him to hold her.