Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Capítulo 226

She couldn't drive Edmund away now that he’d sat down, so she washed her hands and sat down next to him. They were both quiet during the meal. When they were married before, they got along very quietly, except when they were having sex.

She couldn’t figure out why Edmund, who was normally so apathetic, had changed so drastically whenever they had sex. Every time his passion made her cry out for mercy.

Chelsea had no idea why she had suddenly remembered these scenes. Her face flushed unexpectedly. She coughed quickly to hide her embarrassment .

“Why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?” Edmund asked, as he put out his hand to touch her forehead. Chelsea, frightened, quickly leaned away. Edmund’s hand stopped in front of her.

Chelsea hurriedly answered, “I’m fine. I’m just a little hot.”

Edmund awkwardly withdrew his hand, looked at her, and said, “It’s only a meal. What's the deal with your blushing?” Chelsea was speechless.

Of course she couldn’t make Edmund find out what she was thinking, or else he would think she was playing hard to get. She felt angry, thinking of Edmund's arrogance and his conceited Look before.

Chelsea’s chest heaved countlessly as she thought about the past Edmund. Her anger soon got rid of her appetite

When Edmund noticed that she wasn’t eating well, he helped her pick up some prawns and vegetables for the first time in his life.

Chelsea’s jaw dropped as she watched him mount food onto her plate. She blinked to make sure this wasn’t a dream.

As far as she could remember, Edmund had never done anything for her on his own accord.

Edmund waved his hand at her eye level. “Hey, what are you doing? Eat up, okay?”

“Oh, thank you,” Chelsea muttered, snapping out of her thoughts.

She Lowered her head and shoved a spoonful into her mouth. Her appetite was strangely restored. She ended up eating too much.

After they were done eating, Chelsea began to think of a way to usher Edmund out. It was then he stared at her intently and asked, “Please can you make me a cup of coffee?”

The first response that came to the tip of Chelsea’s tongue was a big no. But she bit it back and declined politely. “Drinking coffee at night is not good. The caffeine would keep you awake.”

“Oh, that’s great then. | have to work overtime anyway.” Was this his way of insisting on drinking coffee here? Chelsea frowned slightly. However, she had no choice but to go into the kitchen.

She unarguably made the best coffee among the people around her. This was because she always made cups of coffee for Edmund when they were married. Zuri’s mind was always blown whenever she drank the coffee Chelsea made. She always suggested that Chelsea open a cafe.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Perhaps she would have done so if she didn’t love scriptwriting and got that good opportunity right after the divorce