Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Edmund still wanted to speak, but after seeing her unpleasant expression, he departed in silence.

When Chelsea heard the door close, she squatted, looked at the garbage can, and moaned softly.

She instantly recalled that Edmund had just said that he was going to clean the dishes.

How could a man who had always lived large now do menial tasks Like washing dishes?

He ought not to clean them. It was very destructive. Chelsea vowed she would never again host Edmund for dinner. Downstairs.

Edmund reflected in the car before giving Zuri a call.

Except for when she had to wake up early for work, Zuri was always asleep at this hour.

the phone were, “Who is it? Why are you contacting

said,

“You bastard, did you oppress Chelsea

repressed his feelings. “I smashed a cup belonging to Chelsea. Do you have photographs of that

collecting dinnerware, and she treats each piece as though it were a priceless heirloom. And you truly shattered

complexion became progressively darker. How could

it just does not exist for sale.” Zuri politely reminded and provided him with tips, “Even if you acquire the identical one, it won’t be the one she previously owned. In

heavily at the conclusion of her statement, which was like a

clutched his phone hard and said, “Since it won’t be the treasured one, I can get a

might potentially win

a new beginning was

She spoke truthfully.