Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea stopped Zuri immediately, "No, don't get me a key. It will be troublesome if I lose it. It's okay. I'll just stay here for a few
days." Chelsea didn't think that Edmund would take advantage of her staying in Fay's place to get to her.
Why would he go out of his way to bother his ex-wife?
"Fine. What are you planning to do in the future then?" Zuri asked worriedly.
Chelsea answered, "I can't hide from them forever. I have no choice but to cut ties with them."
Zuri couldn't hide her hate of Garry and Hilton. "Those two men are so shameless. They don't work at all, yet they have the nerve
to hurt their family."
Chelsea said dejectedly, "I agree. Sometimes, I think that if only they'd tried to be helpful and self-motivated, my mother wouldn't
have died of disappointment."
Her mother's death was a culmination of many years of depression and frustration. And all her unhappiness was caused by her
lazy husband and son.
Chelsea didn't expect her mother to end up like she did after being so strong all her life.
After talking with Zuri, Chelsea adjusted her mood and continued to work and concentrate on her script.
Men were unreliable, and the only thing that wouldn't let her down was her career.
So she had decided that she would devote herself to her writing and then build herself a comfortable future with her own hard-
earned money.
In the evening, Chelsea cooked prawns with peppers, Wellington steak, and roast turkey with apples. She prepared a grand
dinner to express her thanks to Fay.
After setting the table and arranging the dishes on it, Chelsea watched TV in the living room and waited for Fay to get home.

However, after a while, Fay called her and said apologetically, "Chelsea, I can't make it home for dinner. I have too much work to
do."
Chelsea could understand how busy Fay was. Looking at the delicious food on the table, she frowned. What was she supposed
to do with everything that she cooked?
She had prepared so much that she couldn't possibly finish them all by herself.
If she put them all in the fridge, their smell would change.
So, Chelsea thought for a while and said, "How about I bring you dinner? I have cooked so many dishes."
Fay's apartment was just next to the Nelson Group. Chelsea could walk there and bring Fay the food that she made.
"Really? Oh, that would be great! I almost salivated seeing those photos of the dinner you prepared tonight. The food looks
absolutely breathtaking. I hope I'm not imposing, but I will appreciate it very much." Fay was overjoyed.
"Oh, don't be silly. I made everything for you anyway, and I can't eat them all by myself. Is Leo working overtime, too?" Chelsea
asked.
"Yes. He's with me right now," Fay replied.
Chelsea chirped, "Perfect. I'll bring some food for him, too, so that you can eat together."
After a pause, Fay said, "Okay. Thank you."
Edmund was working overtime there, too. But Chelsea only asked about Leo. She didn't mention Edmund, which made Fay a
little worried.
After hanging up the phone, Fay secretly took a glance at Edmund and whispered to Leo, "Only order dinner for Mr. Nelson."

Unexpectedly, Edmund overheard her and looked at her in confusion. Leo flashed her the same look. Fay had to tell Edmund the
truth. "Chelsea made dinner for me, Mr. Nelson. She said she was coming to bring it to me. She's also bringing some for Leo."
After saying that, Fay further explained, "All the dishes she made are spicy. They're not good for your stomach."
Edmund sneered. He suspected that Chelsea deliberately made spicy food so that he wouldn't be able to have a taste.