Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 229

Zora added apologetically, "I'm sorry that we bothered you. Not to worry, I'll make things clear to him later."

"Okay." Chelsea didn't want to speak on the matter since it was none of her business.

However, she felt that if Zora told Chris that he was only a sexual partner to her, he would lose his mind.

After a quick lunch, Chelsea took a taxi to the pet store and took Luka's cat home.

This cat was named Sweet and it had snow-white fur. Its healthy appearance was an indication that Luka had taken good care of it. Sweet also behaved like its owner. It had a slow and elegant gait.

At first, Sweet was wary of Chelsea when she met it at the pet store. But after she played with it and fed it some delicious cat snacks, it softened up to her.

Animals were like humans. They felt safe in a warm and kind environment. Perhaps Sweet realized that Chelsea was as warm as its owner, so it cuddled up in her arms and never left.

Chelsea patted its head and stroked its fur. Her heart was so full that she didn't feel like working anymore.

"I wish I could stay like this forever. Alas! I have to work," Chelsea thought out loud.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Chelsea carefully put Sweet down and went to answer the door. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

The face she saw was that of her ex-husband. Before she could speak, her eyes caught sight of the cat carrier in his hand. There was a cute kitten inside it. It was meowing sweetly.

The timid look of the kitten melted Chelsea's heart immediately.

She reverted her eyes to Edmund's face and asked in confusion, "Where did you get that? And why did you bring it here?"

"I got it for you," Edmund replied uneasily, holding out the carrier towards her.

He was a man of his word. Once he made the decision to get her a pet, he didn't hesitate to contact the pet store, picked a cat, and came to deliver it to her himself.

He had specifically chosen this cat because it reminded him of the timid gaze of Chelsea.

This was how she looked at him during the early stage of their marriage.

Chelsea opened her mouth to say something, but she was tongue-tied.

It seemed like a dream that Edmund, the man who previously prevented her from having pets, got her a cat.

When Edmund saw that she was speechless, he went into her apartment with the carrier.

To his surprise, a white cat leaped out of the sofa and meowed at him and the kitten harshly.

The kitten jumped in the carrier with a frightened look on its face.

Chelsea rushed to pick Sweet up and comforted it gently. "Be a good girl, Sweet. This is our new friend."

Chelsea brought it closer to the cat carrier, and lifted its pink paw to greet the new kitten.

The fact that Chelsea referred to the kitten as their new friend meant one thing: she intended to accept it.

Edmund's heart leaped with joy. However, he made sure not to show his excitement for fear that she would change her mind.

A realization suddenly struck him. Pointing at the cat in Chelsea's arms, he asked unhappily, "Is that Luka's cat?"

"Yeah, its name is Sweet," Chelsea replied with a nod.

Edmund snorted. "You acted so fast."

Setting the cat carrier down, he asked, "What about this one?"

With a grateful smile, Chelsea replied, "I'll keep it. Thank you."

She put Sweet on the floor and squatted to open the cat carrier. Waving her hand, she greeted the

kitten excitedly. "Hello, little cutie."

The kitten let out a soft meow. It looked at Chelsea with timid eyes and walked out of the carrier.

Chelsea reasoned that it might get scared again, so she didn't touch it. She looked up at Edmund and asked, "How old is it?"

"Four months. It has been vaccinated already and it's very healthy," he replied, holding her stare.

"Does it have a name?" Chelsea inquired.

To pull her leg, Edmund lied, "Yes, its name is Money."

Chelsea was speechless.

Did she hear it wrong?

Did he just say its name was Money?

"Are you kidding me, Edmund? Were you the one that gave it such a ridiculous name?" Chelsea queried, her eyes narrowing to slits.

Edmund shrugged innocently. "What's ridiculous about the name? It's perfect for the kitten. Besides, I thought it will bring us good luck."

Chelsea was rendered speechless yet again.

His awful taste never ceased to amaze her.

The kitten was close to her now, so she reached out her hand and said softly, "Nice to meet you, Money Nelson."

Edmund's face changed immediately. "What did you just call it? You know what? Just call it Money. No need for a surname!"

Affixing his surname to a kitten's name didn't sit right with him. It felt as if the kitten was his blood relation. How ridiculous!

Chelsea looked up at him innocently. "Why do you have a problem with that? You bought it, remember? It's only right that it gets your surname. Besides, Money Nelson sounds just perfect!"

Edmund sensed that Chelsea was pulling his leg now.

This was the first time she was joking with him since their divorce. It gladdened his heart.

The next second, he put on a satisfied expression and nodded. "Well, you have a point there. The pet I gave you has my surname. That's great!"

It was Chelsea's turn to feel awkward. His statement made it seem as if this kitten was their child.

Chelsea tilted her head and pondered for a while. "Forget it. I'd better give it a new name. How about Arya?"