Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Chapter: 10

The news of what Chelsea did spread like wildfire. Every media house was interested in reporting the messy divorce in real-time. Unsurprisingly, a group of reporters gathered at the entrance of Nelson Group the next morning. They waited to report about the divorce and even get Chelsea and Edmund to speak on it.

At half past eight o’clock, Edmund arrived at the company. He was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, so the emotions in his eyes weren’t visible. The reporters photographed him wildly. When he was out of sight, the reporters were eager to see the so-called Mrs. Nelson.

Chelsea was dressed so well last night. Judging by how she looked in the videos and pictures, the reporters were expecting an elegant young woman.

At half past nine, a strange woman who was wearing a peaked cap, mask, and a loose skirt suddenly appeared at the company’s premises. She reeked of alcohol and her walk was very unsteady. The reporters frowned at the sight of her.

“Who is this drunk? What is she even doing here? Isn’t she going to get thrown out by the security?” the reporters murmured to themselves.

None of them knew that this drunk was actually the Mrs. Nelson they had been waiting for all morning. Chelsea had drunk with Zuri until three o’clock this morning. To Zuri, they were just celebrating the fact that her friend was about to be freed from her wicked captor. But Chelsea was actually drinking to drown her sorrows.

her life loving him. It broke

been waiting in the reception room for a long time. The first thing Chelsea saw when she pushed the door open was Edmund’s gloomy face. She hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry for keeping you waiting. I had

he raised his eyebrows and said, “You look a mess. Did you

get a divorce. I was just in the mood to celebrate

“Let’s get down to it. Aren’t you going

She wanted to get this over and

at her. Gnashing his teeth in anger, he

now because he feared that the public would think

could he let

at his feet and begged for his favors, not the other

and issues the certificate, tell the court to send my copy to me

divorce agreement, Chelsea left without a backward glance. She had already booked an international flight

wanted to leave everything behind in Vertoak. All her pain, suffering, and thoughts about her family weren’t going to follow her abroad. Her phone had rang off the hook last night. Most of the calls were from her father and brother. Chelsea transferred the money that