Capítulo 290
Edmund suddenly moved to her. He leaned towards her and stared deeply into her eyes. Afterward, he said, “You can call him
whatever you want. | just think that title is a little too formal since you both are supposedly dating.”
Chelsea had no idea how she’d cope with Edmund so close. She turned away to avoid Edmund''s gaze and tried to rx her
nerves. “We just formed a rtionship.”
Without a word, Edmund straightened up and stared straight ahead. He wanted to ask Chelsea if she’d kissed or had sex with
Luka. He was barely holding back.
The elevator arrived at their floor pretty quickly. Before Edmund headed to his room, Chelsea asked, “Now that we’re done with
the business, when will you be leaving for Vertoak?”
“Tomorrow morning,” Edmund answered. “One of my friends is aware I’m in Norrmalm now and arranged a party for me tonight.”
Nodding, Chelsea said, “Alright, then I''ll leave first.”
Dissatisfied with that conclusion, he asked, “Can''t you hold on for me? Let’s head back together tomorrow morning.”
Chelsea felt his words weren''t reasonable.
“You are not a child, Mr. Nelson. Why do you want me to wait for you? Let’s leave individually.
“I''m worried about you. Who can tell what else Diane and Gerry would do?”
Chelsea fell silent at that. She couldn’t fault his logic there. She’d been more careful since the kidnapping.
Edmund went on, “You can focus on writing while we''re at the hotel, and you can use myputer. If you get bored of that, you
cane with me to the party tonight.”
Chelsea waved her hands at this and said, “No, no. I''d rather wait for you in the hotel.” Was he insane? Why would he want his
ex-wife to apany him to his friend’s party?
“ILL get myputer for you.” Edmund turned around after saying that and stepped into his room after swiping the room card.
A few minutester, he came out with theptop and handed it to her “The password is my birth date.”
Chelsea had no idea what to say. Was she still supposed to remember her ex-husband’s birthday one year after their divorce?
Or was she supposed to forget? Edmund raised his eyebrows, then he ced theputer in her arms and turned back to his
room.
Chelsea returned to her room with theptop. She turned it on after sitting down at the desk and inputted his birth date in silence.
She used to celebrate it every year. How could she forget his birth date?
However, even though Chelsea had turned Edmund*sputer on, she wrote another version of adaption with her own
computer and waited for the bait to be taken by Diane and Gerry. She used Edmund''sputer to go on writing the script of the
story, “The Crown.”
Edmund knocked on her door by six. He had changed into casual clothes. “I’m leaving now. I''ll be back by ten,” he said.
Chelsea didn’t see why he had to tell her that, so she just responded nonchntly, “Have fun.” He had never let her know of his
schedule when they were married. What was the need of doing that after the divorce? It was still fresh in her mind how she’d
spent every night while he’d returned homete. She had spoken to him about it when they were married. He’d looked at her
coldly at the time and sneered, “Who do you think you are, Chelsea? Asking about my schedule, you have no right. Know your
ce clearly and don’t make me sick!”
The reason she’d wanted to know when he''d be returning was that she wanted to prepare him honey water after he’d drunk
wine. Inevitably, Chelsea’s mood was affected a little when she thought of those things. Edmund didn’t notice.
“Are you sure you won''t attend with me?”
Chelsea shut the door in his face. Edmund paused for a while outside the door then said in a low voice, “I’m sorry.” He, too, knew
he’d brought back bad memories in her heart by reporting his ns to her.
Chelsea stood in silence at the door. She had no idea what to say. How could an apology heal the wounds in her heart that''d
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Since she didn’t respond, Edmund went on, “Someone will get your dinner to youter.”