Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Edmund then told them that he had run into Luka cooking at Chelsea’s apartment tonight. Yusuf burst into laughter on hearing this.

Chris held back his laughter and asked, “You just slammed the door and left? Isn’t that impolite?”

Edmund snorted. He was so angry at that time that he didn’t care about being polite.

When Yusuf finally stopped Laughing, he asked, “Then why don’t you Like to cook? If you can’t cook, you will lose to Luka.”

Edmund exhaled a smoke ring and said, disgust clear in his voice, “My time is precious. I’d rather spend my spare time working. Besides, the smell of oil and smoke on my body makes me uncomfortable.”

Edmund was an obsessive germaphobe and a workaholic and believed the kitchen to be no place for him.

Since he was a child, Alena had been in full charge of his daily life at home. When he studied abroad, he had a specialized chef and housemaid who cooked his meals.

Chelsea, and she

the position of things

life had been a mess when

was in a constant rage. He was able to find his daily clothes, ties, cufflinks, and other accessories as they were in the dressing room, but he was entirely at a loss about the location of other living goods. He wanted to drink water, but he had to rummage through a pile of cupboards in the kitchen for a Long time before he was able to find his usual cup. He wanted a cup of coffee, but after fiddling with the coffee

on it until she got what she wanted. When she no longer wanted to be with

a heartless

who was lost in thought and slowly said, “I think if things continue to roll this way, Luka might

what?” Edmund

Yusuf tapped his chin.

trouble. He was there for her psychologically, caring for and supporting her. He took care of her when she was not feeling well. He even cooked by

Edmund stopped smoking.

Chris looked at him and sincerely added, “Chelsea didn’t get a lot

to spoil her so much that other men cannot manage her standards. That way, she