Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

"Use your brain, Gerry. You just need to get some vicious men to threaten her. Chelsea is a chicken. She would drop the project
by herself!" Diane made such a suggestion ruthlessly.
She knew that Chelsea couldn't stand violence.
After all, one of the major reasons why she divorced Edmund was because Sonya and Alena bullied her countlessly. She
practically ran for her dear life.
Diane was confident that she would do the same if she was threatened at work too.
After sighing deeply, Gerry said, "Okay. One of the assistant directors is very lascivious. I'll tell him later."
"Now you're talking! Just do this for me first. I'll shoot your career to the peak afterward. You will be a part of the production team
for all of the future plays done by Nelson Group." Diane was satisfied with Gerry's response. She was ready to give him juicy
benefits.
The juicy benefits were exactly why Gerry was in this with her. He smiled from ear to ear and assured her of his loyalty before
hanging up.
Being in the good books of Diane, who was Edmund's future wife was a good investment in his own opinion. He believed that he
would win big if he continued to serve her steadfastly.
Fay had accepted Zuri's invitation. When she got to the address that was sent, she was shocked to see that it was Zuri's home.
Not only that. Chelsea was actually the one cooking the meal!
A pleasant aroma hit her nostrils as soon as she entered the house. Chelsea was busy in the kitchen.
Noticing the surprise on Fay's face, Zuri held her hand and explained, "Sorry for inviting you to my home for dinner. You know,
the paparazzi constantly follow me everywhere. I didn't want them to disrupt the dinner. Hope you don't mind?"
"No, I don't mind. I get that it's a jungle out there. Besides, I prefer eating at home. Home-cooked meals are the best!" Fay

responded, waving her hand.
Zuri was in the news because the urban youth play she acted with Orlando was now being broadcast. Thus, Fay completely
understood her reason for having dinner indoors.
The paparazzi and tons of her fans were everywhere. If she went out, they would disrupt her plans by taking pictures, requesting
her autograph, or even asking after Orlando, whom some of them thought was a good man for her in real life.
"Thank you for understanding," Zuri said with a grateful smile.
She lived in a small villa located in an estate. It was a safe place for her.
There was a big French window on the first floor. When dinner was ready, the three young women sat at the dining table in front
of the window, eating and chatting happily.
Fay took a photo of the dishes. During their chat, she sent it to Edmund who was still at the hospital.
"Boss, I'm currently having dinner at Zuri's house tonight. Chelsea was the one who cooked."
Fay was surprised at herself for sending that photo to Edmund and telling him that his ex-wife cooked dinner when he didn't even
ask.
Perhaps she felt that he also missed Chelsea's cooking.
Whenever Chelsea brought Edmund's lunch to the company in the past, she always brought some for Fay and Leo. Fay had
enjoyed her cooking very much.
Edmund's stomach rumbled loudly as soon as he saw the picture. He stared at all the dishes and swallowed hard.
"Wow! They look so delicious!" He wished he could taste Chelsea's cooking again. Now that he was sick and couldn't eat the
meals that weren't cooked carefully, he couldn't help but miss the times he enjoyed the meals cooked by Chelsea every day.

Chelsea was the reason why he never suffered another stomachache after that scary health emergency. His stomach and taste
buds had become accustomed to only her food.
"Damn! This is torture!" Edmund complained, still staring at the picture. Another message from Fay suddenly came through.
"Boss, Zuri had been teasing Chelsea. She said that Mr. Pierce has a crush on Chelsea! Who would have thought that?"
Before Edmund could think of a perfect response, Fay sent another message which read, "Oh! Mr. Pierce has been invited over.
It turned out that he lives in this estate too. He will be here any time soon!"
"What the hell!" Edmund's face darkened as soon as he read the last message. He could accept Fay and Zuri eating the food
Chelsea cooked. After all, they were just women.
But he couldn't accept Luka trying out his ex-wife's cooking while he was here salivating over a photo.