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Chapter 214
Chapter 214
Chapter 214
Chelsea stared down at her phone after hearing Edmund's statements and decided she no longer wanted to talk to him.
At this moment, there was a sharp sound of high-heeled shoes and a delightful scent. Diane entered the VIP lounge, swaying.
Chelsea turned her head and saw Diane. She seemed somewhat surprised.
Gerry, who Chelsea knew well, was standing next to Diane.
Chelsea couldn't be more thrown off! Was Diane going to Norrmalm for Roy's interview? With Gerry?!
Gerry was known as a director, but it was common knowledge that many directors also had a knack for writing.
Before Chelsea could regain her composure, Gerry had already walked up to Edmund and said, "Hello, Mr. Nelson."
Gerry handed Edmund his business card. "Because of you, Mr. Nelson, I'm now a scriptwriter rather than a director. Here is my updated business card."
Hearing Gerry's words was quite upsetting. When he said that he was no longer a director because of Edmund, what exactly did he mean?
At the time, Gerry was blacklisted. Didn't he deserve what he got for being such a horrible person?
Why did he now accuse Edmund?
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.
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 time to 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 lunchtime or dinnertime now?"
Edmund looked at her but did not speak. He whirled around and pushed his suitcase forward.
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.
Even though he was aware that Luka had returned to his hometown and was not with her, he did not visit her. Because of Sonya, he feared Chelsea would look repulsed when she saw him.
He now saw why Chelsea couldn't continue to fight for their marriage back then.
Being treated coldly all the time could wear a person down emotionally and physically.
When Chelsea noticed that Edmund had turned away, she felt a sense of relief. She lowered her gaze to the computer and kept writing The Crown's script.
She had accomplished a great deal in a short amount of time and had written well over half of the piece.
However, she was aware that the work was substantial, so she hastened to do it.
Edmund took advantage of Chelsea's concentration on her task to steal another glance at her. Inexplicably, he felt joy when he looked at her straight nose, long eyelashes, facial features, and disposition.
Edmund finished his coffee in silence, sometimes casting a glimpse at the pretty woman in front of him.
A newfound appreciation for the aesthetic value of beauty dawned on him today.
When the boarding call sounded, Chelsea quickly shut down her computer and followed Edmund into the plane with her luggage.
As soon as she left the cafe, she felt that the heavy weight on her hand had vanished. Edmund, it turned out, had taken the bag from her grasp.
When she went out, she preferred to carry a large bag since she could easily fit her computer and other little items inside. But it was quite heavy to move around with the bag.
Chelsea, however, did not think Edmund would offer to assist her in carrying the bag. Edmund then took her suitcase too.
As a result, Chelsea's hands were empty, whilst Edmund pushed their suitcases with one hand and held Chelsea's bag with the other.
Chelsea regained her senses and raced to catch up with Edmund, saying, "Well, I can handle it myself..."
The caring of Edmund was something she just could not afford.
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