Capítulo 163


    Chapter: 163


    Chelsea nodded slightly. She had to admit that he had a point there. This idea never crossed her mind before.


    She murmured, “Yeah, | understand. It sounds good.”


    Chelsea hadn''t wanted Luka to defend her in the first ce. She felt that he was helping her too much, so it would be practically


    impossible to pay him back. She also didn’t want to be a burden to him.


    Like thepetitive person that Edmund was, he didn’t show all his cards now. His suggestion wasn’t only because he was


    afraid that more people would turn against Chelsea. He actually wanted to get in the way of Luka, who he suspected to be doing


    everything to get close to his ex-wife.


    Edmund suspected that Chelsea would feel more indebted to Luka, so she would offer to repay him.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    He feared that Luka would seize the opportunity to ask her out. Having known the kind of person that Chelsea was, Edmund


    feared that she would agree because she didn’t want to hurt Luka’s feelings.


    As aman, Edmund could see through Luka’s mind. What Luka was doing was exactly how a man behaved when he was


    interested in a woman.


    Burning with the zeal to disrupt Lukas ns, Edmund asked Chelsea, “Do you have a personal Twitter ount?”


    “Ermm... Yes,” Chelsea answered with difficulty.


    She did have a Twitter ount, but most of the tweets she made were about Edmund.


    The contents there had to do with her constantly changing feelings—the joy and tears that came from loving him while they were


    married.


    Her page was Like an online diary at that time.


    The ount was practically anonymous. She never posted her pictures or tagged any real people on her posts. No one knew


    who she truly was, so she was rest assured that her tweets would never be traced to her.


    Since she was a scriptwriter, she asionally made some movies and TV ys reviews. She had a way with words, so several


    people Liked the kind of content she put out. Her articles won her more followers and loyal fans.


    Her followers were only about three thousand.


    Thest tweet she made was over a year old. It came when she got divorced.


    It went thus, “Three years of marriage is over just like that. It’s as if | just woke up from an unrealistic dream. My heart is broken


    into a thousand pieces. But like a phoenix, | would rise from the ashes. Life goes on.”


    Manyments trooped under this tweet as soon as she made it. All of them were positive and encouraging.


    “Chin up, dearie. A failed marriage is not the end of the road. Your life would get better and you might just meet the right man for


    you in the future.”


    “| can tell that you are a gentle and virtuous woman. The divorce is his loss, not yours. He would realize that he was too stupid


    not to have cherished you.”


    “You would make a good writer, Miss. It’s such a pity that you didn’t take it up as a career full-time. | hope now that you are


    starting a new life, you will pursue a career in that field. I’m personally rooting for you.”


    Chelsea shed some tears after reading thements. It warmed her heart that total strangers were this supportive. She nned


    on deleting her old tweets about love Later on. She didn’t want others to find out about her past and make a fuss about it.


    Thest 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?”