Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

The moment Chelsea heard Edmund’s voice, she wanted to cry.

She asked in a low voice while walking with her phone in her hand, “Where are you staying tonight?”

“The hotel where you are,” Edmund told the truth.

Chelsea added, “Didn’t you Live downstairs from me before? Can we stay there tonight?”

Chelsea didn’t want to stay in a hotel with Edmund, it’s not like they don’t have a house in the Capital.

And staying here might be seen by the people they trained together, after Olivia, Chelsea had trust issues now, what if there was another person who tried to approach Edmund from her?

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“We?” Edmund keenly caught the meaning revealed between her words, and his tone instantly became cheerful, “You’re coming out to live with me?”

“Yes,” Chelsea answered in a low voice.

Edmund added, “I’ll be at your hotel soon, just in time to pick you up.”

“Okay.” Chelsea only said one word.

She had already taken the elevator to the lobby. She had just come out to answer Edmund’s phone call, so she didn’t even put on her coat, she was only wearing a sweater and jeans

The temperature was still low in the early spring weather, but she didn’t want to go back to her room to get her coat either, so it was a good thing Edmund was arriving soon

A few minutes later Edmund’s car pulled up in front of the hotel and Chelsea opened the door and got in.

Edmund saw at once that she was not even wearing a jacket and wrapped the coat he was carrying on his arm around her at first, before asking her in a somber tone, “What happened?”

Edmund knew that she was mild-mannered and good-tempered, but now someone made her go out without even wearing a coat, it must be something that made her extremely angry.

And how despicable must they be to annoy a good-natured person Like her?

Faced with Edmund’s question, Chelsea did not say anything, only buried herself in his arms.

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Edmund didn’t force her; he just held her tight and told the driver to drive away.

Twenty minutes Later, the car pulled up underneath their place.

Edmund carried his suitcase in one hand and put his arm around Chelsea in the elevator.

When it was time to press the floor, Edmund asked the woman in his arms warmly, “Shall we go to your place or my place?”

“Whatever.” Chelsea’s tone was still sullen.

Edmund pressed the floor where he lives, since she was his woman, it is natural to Live in his place.

When they entered the house, Edmund didn’t bother to unpack his own suitcase, he wrapped his arms around her at first, gazing down at her bleak face, and asked, “Did the person you live with mess with you?”