Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 182

Chelsea's chest heaved countlessly as she thought about the past Edmund. Her anger soon got rid of her appetite.

When Edmund noticed that she wasn't eating well, he helped her pick up some prawns and vegetables for the first time in his life.

Chelsea's jaw dropped as she watched him mount food onto her plate. She blinked to make sure this wasn't a dream.

As far as she could remember, Edmund had never done anything for her on his own accord.

Edmund waved his hand at her eye level. "Hey, what are you doing? Eat up, okay?"

"Oh, thank you," Chelsea muttered, snapping out of her thoughts.

She lowered her head and shoved a spoonful into her mouth. Her appetite was strangely restored. She ended up eating too much.

After they were done eating, Chelsea began to think of a way to usher Edmund out. It was then he stared at her intently and asked, "Please can you make me a cup of coffee?"

The first response that came to the tip of Chelsea's tongue was a big no. But she bit it back and declined politely. "Drinking coffee at night is not good. The caffeine would keep you awake."

"Oh, that's great then. I have to work overtime anyway." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Was this his way of insisting on drinking coffee here?

Chelsea frowned slightly. However, she had no choice but to go into the kitchen.

She unarguably made the best coffee among the people around her. This was because she always made cups of coffee for Edmund when they were married. Zuri's mind was always blown whenever she drank the coffee Chelsea made. She always suggested that Chelsea open a cafe.

Perhaps she would have done so if she didn't love scriptwriting and got that good opportunity right after the divorce.

Chelsea stared blankly at the freshly made cup of coffee for a while. She then used the cream to draw a flower on it.

This wasn't to please Edmund. She just wanted the coffee to look more presentable since he was a guest.

Edmund didn't hesitate to take a sip once he received it. The familiar scent assaulted his taste bud and instantly lit up his mood. He had finally tasted Chelsea's coffee after what seemed like ages!

Chelsea saw the emotion on his face. Seeing him drink the coffee she made resurrected a thousand unwelcomed thoughts about their marriage.

She didn't want to continue thinking of that, so she came up with an excuse. "I have to finish my work, so I will leave you to enjoy your coffee."

Edmund wasn't a child. He knew she told a lie just to be away from him. However, he didn't stop her.

He just got comfortable on the sofa and sipped away.

Chelsea absentmindedly spent several minutes writing a single line of the script. Just as she tried to get herself to focus, Edmund knocked on the door of the study. "I'm leaving."

She quickly came out to see him off. "Drive safe. Goodnight!"

When they got to the front door, Edmund suddenly halted in his tracks. He turned around and muttered her name, "Chelsea."

As Chelsea looked up at him with one of her eyebrows raised, he added in a low voice, "Actually... You are a good woman."

Edmund had no idea why he suddenly blurted out those words. Perhaps it was because of the coffee. Nostalgia had swept over him after drinking it.

Chelsea used to stay by his side obediently, caring him in the past.

He barely took notice or appreciated her kindness at that time. But now, he realized that she had been good to him.

"Thank you." Chelsea had been dying to get complimented by him during their marriage. But since it came now, she felt complicated.

She would never have divorced him if he had said such words to her before.

Once Chelsea saw Edmund off, she immediately called Zuri and told her about what happened. Zuri

was surprised. "Does he regret all he did? Why did he compliment you out of the blue?"

This was unlikely in Chelsea's opinion. She immediately refuted, "I don't think so. Edmund is a stubborn man!"

"And so what? Stubborn people are humans too. They can realize their mistakes. Edmund must be regretful. Otherwise, how do you explain why he brought you food, asked you to make him a cup of coffee, and then complimented you?"

Zuri let out a long hiss the next second. "Well, it's too late now!"

Chelsea chuckled. Why was Zuri so sure that Edmund was filled with regret?

Even if he had broken things off with Diane, he could have any woman in Vertoak at the snap of his fingers. Why would he regret losing her now?