Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea had to admit that the current account was useful to her. She practically couldn't do without it. But she couldn't stop
herself from wondering why Edmund would willingly give it to her without her even asking.
It was true that he had helped when she was targeted by Diane and Sonya before. But she had always believed that he did it for
his own interests. He had something to get out from it for sure.
But this time around, she couldn't say the same thing.
When the silence had dragged on for some time, Fay said, "Mr. Nelson wanted to befriend you on Facebook because he wanted
to give you this."
Chelsea choked for a while and then cleared her throat to ease the embarrassment. She clearly hadn't expected that.
She had no idea that Edmund wanted to give her the document till now. Of course, if she had known, she would have never
refused his request so thoughtlessly and rudely.
"Mr. Nelson has always been well prepared for any eventuality. With just a glance, he can see through Hilton and his son. He can
easily tell what they were up to. That's why he asked me to prepare this for you to use in case you might need it."
Fay was right. With his age, experience and status, Edmund was rigorous and had a very good eye in doing things. What
Chelsea found surprising, was the fact that he cared about her.
She couldn't refuse this when she knew she needed it. So she lowered her eyes and said to Fay, "Thank him for me."
Immediately after, she looked back up at Fay and shook her head. It wasn't right. "Scratch that. I'll personally call him and thank
him."
Yes, she didn't want to have any contact with Edmund, but she had to thank him for his help. It would be ungrateful of her if she
didn't.
With a smile, Fay said, "I think if you befriend Mr. Nelson on Facebook, he will see how sincere and grateful you are."

Chelsea pursed her lips and thought about it a little.
"Okay, that's it. I just came to give it to you, so I'll go back to work now. Don't forget to call me if you need help with anything. At
anytime, okay?" Fay said firmly with a trace of worry in her tone before she turned to walk out.
Chelsea nodded and said, "Okay, go back to work."
As though she just thought of something, Fay paused in her tracks and said, "Actually, why don't you ask Mr. Nelson for help?
After all, you used to be a couple. There's no way he'll turn you down. In fact, I think he will be eager to give you a hand."
That being said, Fay believed that she had done everything she could for her boss.
When Fay was gone, Chelsea stared at the document in her hand for a long time, before she finally made her decision. She took
in a deep breath, let it out slowly, and dialled Edmund's number.
"Mr. Nelson, I've seen the document you sent through Fay. Thank you," Chelsea said in her soft voice. She was sincerely
grateful, and she wanted him to know it.
However, it was as if he hadn't heard her, because Edmund didn't make any sound.
Chelsea waited for a long time for him to say something, but when he didn't, she quickly took her phone away from her right ear
and looked at the screen.
She was surprised to see that the call was still going through. Why then was Edmund not saying anything if he hadn't hung up?
Getting impatient with whatever game he was playing, Chelsea was about to say something when Edmund finally said in a
clearly dissatisfied voice, "Is that all you can say? Thank you?"
Chelsea paused for a moment, sincerely confused. After a while, Edmund said again, "Chris only did a paternity test for you, but
you decided that he deserved to be treated to dinner. I on the other hand, have helped you so much and all I get is a lame 'thank
you' through the phone?"

Chelsea's mouth almost dropped open. She hadn't expected this.
But now, she finally understood why he sounded so displeased earlier. He wanted her to thank him materially.
The only issue was that he couldn't compare himself to Chris. She had no problem treating Chris to dinner since he was single.
Dinner with him wouldn't cause her any trouble.
Edmund was a whole different story, and he had to know it. If Diane found out that Chelsea had taken her man out for dinner,
she would put Chelsea through hell, and she wanted to avoid this at all costs.
So Chelsea thought of another way she could thank him and said, "I get your point. I'll make it up to you."
She was going to buy him something and send to him to express her gratitude. In this way, she wouldn't have to meet him.
Maybe she could get him a pen. It was formal, respectful and not intimate.
When she said this, Edmund smiled and said in a much lighter tone, "I like the sound of that. That's more like it."
In Edmund's opinion, Chris didn't really have the right to ask Chelsea to cook for him. Instead, he felt like it was more reasonable
for him, Edmund to make that type of request. He definitely didn't see things from Chelsea's point of view.