Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea had gone to great lengths to cut all ties with Edmund after the divorce. She deleted his contact information and even
changed her phone number. Never did they talk on Facebook or other social media since their divorce. Thus, she didn't
understand why he sent her a friend request now.
"Tchip!" Chelsea sucked her teeth and logged out. She put away her phone and continued to munch her dessert.
Was it necessary for a divorced couple to keep in touch with each other?
Chelsea's answer was a big no!
Fay's eyes had been on Chelsea all along. She noticed when Chelsea dropped her phone and didn't pick it up again for a long
time. Once her anxiety got the best of her, she leaned in and whispered, "Mr. Nelson said he has something important to tell
you."
With a shrug, Chelsea responded, "Is that so? Why hasn't he called me if this thing is so important?"
The underlying sarcasm in her words was obvious. Chelsea didn't want to chat with him. If at all she was going to speak with
him, it would either be through a third party or a one-time call.
"Ermm..." Fay opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She finally reported what Chelsea said to Edmund instead.
Edmund replied after a while.
Fay leaned in and whispered again, "Chelsea, he said that all your old belongings are still at his residence. He wants you to go
over and pick them up."
Chelsea had moved abroad the same day she signed the divorce papers.
She hadn't gone back to pack her belongings that were in Edmund's house. And that was because she didn't want any of them.
She had thought Edmund had already thrown them away.

Edmund had treated her like a plague most of the time. It was expected that he got rid of every trace that she was in that house
after the divorce by throwing her things in the trash or even burning them.
Chelsea was stunned to learn that he hadn't done any of that.
Despite her surprise, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Tell him that I don't need those things anymore. He can go ahead and
throw them away."
Not slacking for a second, Fay sent Edmund a detailed text about Chelsea's response. She soon received a picture from him.
Showing it to Chelsea, she said, "Mr. Nelson asked if you want these two photo albums to be discarded too."
Chelsea's eyes widened when she saw the photo albums that were in the sent picture.
She didn't care about her clothes and other belongings. However, those photo albums were precious to her. They contained
pictures of her and her mother.
Until now, Chelsea thought she had lost them. She had no idea that they were in Edmund's house all along.
Nostalgia swept through Chelsea as she thought of the childhood memories she would lose if she didn't get those photo albums
back. Finally, she said to Fay, "Please tell him to send them to Peak Entertainment or my residence."
Fay continued to serve as an intermediary between the two of them. When she got a response from Edmund, she said, "Mr.
Nelson said that he can't possibly send them to you since he's currently in the hospital. He said you should go and take them
yourself."
Before Chelsea could respond, Fay's phone vibrated again. Fay read the new message and uttered in a low voice, "One more
thing, he said the password of the front door is still the same one your set before. You'll have easy access into the house while
he's away. He also said that the photo albums are in the safe. And that the password of the safe hasn't changed either."
Chelsea was short of words.

Why didn't Edmund change the passwords?
Chelsea had a sinister feeling about this. However, she put on a fake smile and sounded as calm as ever. "Okay then. Please tell
him that I'll go to take them tomorrow morning. Thanks."
Going to that house didn't sit right with Chelsea at first. But on second thought, she reasoned that it was best to go there in his
absence to take the albums, so she wouldn't have to meet him.
"Okay," Fay replied simply.
In the blink of an eye, Chelsea lost her appetite. She dropped her fork on the plate of creamy cake.
The thought of going to her former matrimonial home irritated her.
That house held a memorable but sad significance to her.
It was where she started life as a new bride. Sadly, it was also where she got humiliated the most.
For over a year, Chelsea had buried thoughts of her failed marriage in the deepest part of her heart. Tomorrow would be the first
time she was stepping foot into that house in a long while.
She silently prayed that Edmund had changed the interior design of the house, so it wouldn't resurrect a thousand unwelcomed
thoughts in her.