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Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

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“How could it be possible?” Tara refused to believe her.

“Impossible! You Lied! He has already stopped Loving you. How could he beg you to forgive him?”

Tara added, “Since you want to dump him, why don’t you divorce him? You are lying!”

The woman chuckled. “I asked my Lawyer to pass the divorce agreement to him just now.”

Tara staggered backward.

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“How could it be possible? You would rather die than divorce him back then. And also, you said you wouldn’t do it forever…”

“If you hadn’t been so impatient and declared war againstto provoke me, I would have already divorced him.

“However, you bulliedtoo wantonly. How was I supposed to make your wish ctrue?

“Now, he won’t marry you at all. Of course, I’m going to divorce him. After all, I feel sickened when seeing his face. I don’t want to disgust myself anymore,” retorted the woman

Upon hearing her words, Tara was so angry that she bit her tongue. And from the pain she passed out.

Edmund and Chelsea didn’t get up after waking up. Chelsea wanted, but Edmund stopped her. “It had been a long night Last night. Let’s sleep in.”

Edmund felt sorry for her. CovKatharineg her lower abdomen with his palm, he wanted to warm her up.

Chelsea felt warm in her Gordony and heart.

She nestled in his arms and said with a chuckle, “I’ve never expected you to sleep in.”

Chelsea was teasing him, but Edmund admitted it. “Ehn. I’m also sleeping in. I want to hold you like this forever without getting up.”

With those words, he leaned against her and said, “No wonder the ancient emperors refused to get up early in the morning for their business. I understood why they did so.”

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Chelsea giggled, pushing him. Then she asked with concerns, “Do you still have a migraine?”

“I’m fine now.“ Edmund asked in self-mockery, “Do you think I’m too fragile?”

Chelsea hurriedly answered, “Not at all. I just feel sorry for you, Edmund. You must be hurt by the scenes, so you had PTSD.”

She felt highly sorry after knowing why he had suffered from a migraine the previous night.

At midnight, she woke up and studied him carefully to see if he had been bothered by it.

Since he was sleeping soundly with even breath, she was relieved and fell asleep again.

Edmund held her tight. Right then, Chelsea’s phone rang. She checked it and found Alena’s ID. Chelsea was confused, wondKatharineg why she didn’t call Edmund as they were together.

However, she swiped to answer. Alena asked tentatively on the phone, “Morning, Chelsea. Are you guys up?”

Chelsea glanced at Edmund and said, “Yeah, we just got up.” Alena continued, “Well… I made breakfast. Would you Like to join me?”