Suppressing his hurt, Edmund uttered, “I’m not a child, Chelsea. As a thirty-two-year-old man, how can I not know my true feelings?”

Even though Chelsea didn’t say a word, her eyes held the answer: You just don’t understand your feelings at all.

When he was about to say something else, Chelsea chirped, “Alas! There’s another reason why you are claiming to love me!”

Edmund raised his eyebrows, hinting at her to spill. She took a step back and said vigilantly, “It was a slap in the face for you when I asked for a divorce. Perhaps you still hold a grudge against me. Now you want me back so you can dump me when I least expect, isn’t that right?”

“What?” Edmund’s complexion became many shades redder. He slapped the table and yelled, “How many movies have you created, Chelsea? Why did you come to such a conclusion?”

This was the most ridiculous thing Edmund had ever heard. If he truly wanted to get back at her, he had a thousand and one ways to do that. Why would he choose to sacrifice his bachelorhood for revenge?

The two exes stared at each other until Chelsea‘s phone rang. Diane’s voice came from the other end of the line.

you free

voice didn’t sound as rude as usual. It was clear she was struggling to sound

tonelessly,

face-to-face. He said

Chelsea aback. She didn’t think Roy would

she had to admit that this was what

imagine how furious Diane was then and there. She reasoned that she had to thank Roy for giving

replied frankly, “Well, I’m free tomorrow. When and where

annoyed her so much that Chelsea was willing to meet with her just to get an apology. She thought Chelsea would refuse to meet her so she could use it as an excuse to

a café on a piece of paper and showed it to her. She said, “Since you don’t

evilly as soon as

you have any idea how expensive that café is? Can you

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