Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 117



Chapter 117

Chapter 117


Chelsea had no desire to argue with Edmund especially since he was in this drunken state. However, he held her waist tightly and showed no signs of letting her go. Instead, he insisted, "You haven't given me a reason yet."


Chelsea raised her head and looked at the man before her. His deep-set eyes were brimming with inquiry.


There was something quite not right about this. Edmund wasn't the sort of man who would pester his ex-wife.


He looked wasted. Chelsea had no way of knowing why he was here. She told herself it was the alcohol making him behave in this manner.


She stared at Edmund and said indifferently, "You want a reason? Okay, I'll tell you."


It seemed that Edmund was all ears. Taking a deep breath, she said calmly, "I don't want to be associated with a married man unless it is for work purpose. And hence I thought it was best if we didn't become friends of Facebook."


Edmund, who was drunk beyond his senses, looked incredulously at her and demanded, "Who the hell is a married man?"


Chelsea gave him a forced smile, as if to say he was the man she was referring to.


She remembered how Diane was all over the news lately. She was caught shopping at wedding and jewelry shops. Just about everyone knew this! How could Edmund not know?


This seemed to indicate that their marriage would take place in the near future. It was obvious that Edmund would be a married man in no time.


However, Diane hadn't explicitly admitted it yet. When the reporters congratulated her, she would put on a cold face and dismiss them by saying she was simply taking a stroll. She denied this having anything to do with Edmund.


If it was in the past, Diane would have acquiesced sweetly.


Although Diane denied it, everyone still understood that she and Edmund were getting married.


Why would anyone visit a wedding shop if a wedding wasn't brewing?


Edmund tightened his grip on Chelsea's waist. With a cold face, he demanded, "Then tell me when I married her."


Chelsea was still very calm. Clearing her throat, she said, "Although you aren't married at present, you have her in your heart. For me, that's a good enough reason to keep a distance from you. I already consider you a married man."


Fury rose in Edmund's heart as he heard these words.


What was wrong with her?


There was nothing going on between him and Diane yet she labeled him a married man!


When Edmund was about to say something, Chelsea flashed him a disapproving smile and said, "It looks like both you and your father enjoy keeping more than one woman."


Edmund's father, Jaime, had an affair a few years ago. Back then, rumors about Edmund's affair with Diane had been one of the most heated discussions.


And now, Edmund seemed to be following his father's footsteps. Right before getting married to Diane, Edmund was making an attempt to reconnect with his ex-wife. With some bitterness she realized that the father and son had a lot of similarities.


Chelsea's words made Edmund sober up a little, and his hand around her waist involuntarily loosened.


He didn't expect that Chelsea would steer this topic and drag his father in. In the past, he had disliked her father and brother but now it looked like Chelsea too had terrible opinion of his family.


There was nothing he wanted to say in Jamie's defense, so he was silent for a while.


"Sir please drive." When Edmund was distracted, Chelsea took the opportunity to push him away and enter the car.


She knew that it was inappropriate for two people to attack each other's parents when they quarreled. But now, Edmund had tested her limits by not letting her go. He had made her furious and she spoke without thinking.


She blamed Edmund for everything. He had made her lose her cool!


Why couldn't he accept the fact that they were divorced? Why would he hug her without her consent? What sort of a woman did he think she was?


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