Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

The last thing Chelsea wanted was for Edmund to see her tweets. More so, her username on Twitter was "Love E". Now that she
thought about it, goosebumps popped up on her skin.
How stupidly in love was she previously that she went as far as adopting such a user name? She beat herself up for doing that.
Noticing the awkwardness in her tone, Edmund asked, "Why was it so hard for you to answer that question? Are you hiding
something? Could it be that your Twitter page is filled with nasty secrets?"
Although Chelsea was pissed off with his statement, she didn't dare to get short with him. After all, she was indeed hiding her
secrets there.
Heedless of her possible irritation, Edmund continued, "What could you be hiding, Chelsea? Your account has existed for a long
time, right? Could it be that you had another man in your heart while we were married? Oh my! Did you cheat on me at any
point?"
Chelsea was so furious that she couldn't keep quiet anymore. She fired at him. "Look who is accusing someone else of cheating.
Why do you care? After all, you did the same!"
Edmund raised his voice too. "What the hell do you mean? I have no idea what you are talking about!"
"Bah! Don't even try to play dumb now, Edmund. You know exactly what I'm talking about. While we were married, you
constantly frolicked with Diane in public. The media was always reporting news about you two!" Chelsea was livid. He was the
one who cheated, but he was trying to reframe the story to make her seem like the villain. How dare he?
"Stop talking nonsense, Chelsea. Don't make something out of nothing. Diane is signed under my entertainment company. Isn't it
normal that I take part in all kinds of activities with her? It's not my fault that the media is fond of twisting stories to drive traffic.
I'm not guilty of the accusations!"
"What! You are not guilty? Did you just say the media twisted stories? The night of the day when we got legally married, you
went to the hotel and stayed with Diane till the next morning. Tell me, does it make sense to you that a married man spends the
night with another woman on his wedding night? Did journalists make that up too?" Chelsea laid out the facts with irritation.

The news of Edmund's cheating on his wife with Diane was a mainstay in the media. However, Chelsea never confronted him.
She never even spoke about how he abandoned her on their wedding night.
She had kept everything bottled up for so long, so she was surprised at herself for speaking up now.
Perhaps it was because Edmund was accusing her falsely.
"On our wedding night?" Edmund's mind bore no recollection of what she was speaking about. Chelsea's eyes turned red in an
instant.
"Well, thank you for your help today, Mr. Nelson. I have to hang up now." Chelsea hung up the phone, sparing him no chance to
speak.
His infidelity was a very sensitive topic for her. Her heart was yet to heal. Since they didn't get wedded in a church, it was
assumed that the day they got their wedding certificate at the registry marked the first day of their marriage.
Chelsea had waited expectantly for him to come home. She wanted her wedding night to be blissful. Contrary to her
expectations, she slept alone and woke up to the news of her husband being spotted at a hotel with Diane. It was a rude shock
for her.
Edmund didn't bother to speak about the news. He completely ignored it. And now, he was playing dumb.
Chelsea's heart broke just like it did over four years ago. Tears rolled down her eyes as soon as she hung up the phone.
It turned out Edmund didn't care about her at all, thus him deny cheating and hurting her over and over again.
Meanwhile, Edmund had just remembered what Chelsea was referring to. He wanted to explain. But she hung up before he
could utter a word.
He grunted as he clenched his phone tightly in anger. This was the umpteenth time she was hanging up on him so rudely.

"She really has no manners now!" he remarked furiously.
The day he legally got married to Chelsea, Diane had attempted suicide.
Diane's parents and Alena called him and asked him to comfort her.
Her blood would be on his hands if he had refused to do as they said, so he had no choice but to go to the hotel she was in.
Edmund was able to dissuade her from committing suicide, but she came down with a fever before he could leave. He had to
stay back to take care of her. Nothing intimate happened between them that night.