Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart
Chapter 818

Chapter 818

He had been holding up her hands or hugging her since she stepped into the ward.

“How old are you? Three?” Chelsea refused, “I still have some things to deal with.”

It was all kind of mixed up in Chelsea’s mind, and she needed some space now.

“Are you still thinking about the divorce?” Edmund tightened his grip on her soft hand and warned, “Anyway, we’re not divorced. You’re my wife! So, don’t you ever try to divorce me again?”

Chelsea couldn’t deal with his stubbornness and said, “Edmund, even if you don’t trust them, can the seal on the divorce paper deceive you?”

Edmund snorted. “Why not? Money talks. You guys could bribe the agent to get me the divorce paper.”

Chelsea felt that they were not on the same paper and couldn’t convince him.

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At her wit’s end, she said, “You should have some rest She compromised to sit on the chair by the bed, holding Edmund’s hand and watching him fall asleep.

Chelsea could feel his warmth through his big palm, and Edmund looked nervous and insecure. Where was the arrogant CEO? Where was the heartless husband?

If we could turn the clock back, what would happen if he used to be this passionate about their marriage?

However, Chelsea should have explained his health issue to him at first to scare him off.

He would be Likely to care about this three years ago.

After Edmund fell asleep, Chelsea pulled out her hand and left the ward.

She first went to Chris’s office. When she entered, Zuri was chatting with Chris. Zuri sat on the sofa and teased Chris, “Doctor Warren, are you seeing someone? I think you’re too old to start a family. I have some brilliant friends. Do you want me to introduce you?”

“I think I’LL just pass. Thank you.” Chris heard the mocking in Zuri’s words, and Zora Sugden was close to Zuri and Chelsea.

Ethan echoed, “I think that’s a great idea.”

Chris respected Ethan, so he could only glare at Zuri, “Miss White, please mind your own business.”

Chelsea went in and interrupted their conversation.

When Ethan saw Chelsea, he hurriedly asked, “How is Edmund?”

“He just fell asleep,” Chelsea replied.

Ethan sighed and said, “That’s good.”

“Grandpa, what do you plan to do now?” Chelsea sat down on the sofa and asked him dispiritedly.

Edmund would never admit that they were divorced. Would they Live together again in the name of husband and wife?

Ethan shook his head and said, “I’m totally at a loss.”

“I’ve tried my best. I even told him about Sonya’s death, but he insisted that he didn’t care about other things.”