Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 51

A string of conflicting questions swirled in Edmund's head. He badly wanted to question Chelsea, but this wasn't the appropriate time. He gulped down the wine in his glass as if he wanted to drown his confusion.

The night was already far spent when the banquet ended. Gerry and his cohorts were wasted at this time. With the help of Luka, Edmund put them in a taxi and sent them off. He then got into his car and left with Fay. All the while, he didn't spare his ex-wife a glance.

Chelsea was beyond joy that he completely ignored her. She wanted to make a clean break with him, so she hitched a ride in Luka's car.

On the way, Luka glanced at her and said with a smile, "You surprised me tonight, Chelsea. Who would have thought that you were such a good drinker?"

"As they say, it's not good to judge a book by its cover. Anyway, Gerry won't pester me anymore, will he?" Chelsea asked with a smile.

Luka's heart ached when he heard that question. It turned out that she had decided to stand up for herself today without asking for his help.

He nodded slightly and answered, "Yes, I'm dead sure he learned his lesson tonight. He won't do such a thing again."

"Thank goodness." Chelsea lowered her eyes and sighed. It was as if a thousand drums were been beaten in her head.

One of the repercussions she constantly faced after drinking was a serious migraine. However, she pretended as if she was perfectly fine.

After Luka dropped her off, Chelsea walked into her apartment lazily and collapsed on the sofa like a log of wood.

She was almost dozing off when her doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who the hell came here at this time of the night?" Chelsea massaged her temples as she dragged herself out of the sofa. When she looked through the peephole, her eyes met with the image of the last person she wanted to see at her doorstep. It was Edmund.

The sight of him got rid of her dizziness. She didn't want to let him in. She stepped back, thinking of what to do next.

"I know you are in there, Chelsea. Open up!" Edmund said after he didn't get a response for a while.

"Why are you here at this time? Do you have anything important to say?" Chelsea asked biting her fingernails nervously.

"Yes," Edmund answered quickly.

"Okay, spill."

"Come on, you don't expect me to stand here at this time and speak to you with a door to my face, do you? Let me in," Edmund demanded in a displeased tone.

His words didn't move Chelsea at first. But on second thought, she realized that if Edmund stayed outside to speak, he would disturb her neighbors. She had no choice but to open the door.

Edmund walked in and closed the door. Chelsea stepped back and folded her arms defensively. She then asked, "What do you have to say?"

Staring at her seriously, he uttered, "Earlier tonight, you said that you once quit drinking because of an accident that happened four years ago? What exactly happened?" NôvelDrama.Org content.

Only if he had made such an effort during their marriage. Again, Chelsea was surprised that he listened to her words attentively and bore them in mind. Waving the thought aside, she opened up to him without mincing words. "The accident I was referring to was the one where my father and brother drugged me and sent me to your bed on that unfortunate night."

Edmund pursed his lips without taking off his gaze from her face for a second. His guess turned out to be correct. However, a strange emotion filled his heart when he heard it straight from the horse's mouth.

Alas! Chelsea had always maintained her innocence ever since, but he never believed her.

It just didn't sound right that biological relations could do such a despicable thing in a quest for wealth.

Edmund had come to the conclusion that Chelsea was just telling lies to exonerate herself from what she had a hand in. In his eyes, she just wanted to earn his sympathy while still keeping the title of Mrs. Nelson.

After thinking about everything that happened, Edmund squinted and asked, "Does this mean you never wanted to marry me? If so, you should have kicked against it. Why didn't you?"