Young people’s love was indeed moving!


    Even if love was a bit bitter, it still made people get addicted to it.


    “Onions fried with mutton is a quick dish to make. I can manage it myself.”


    Chelsea felt that it was better for Edmund not to go into the kitchen, because she didn’t know what to


    do when he was there.


    He stood tall and obvious in the kitchen. Everywhere around the kitchen was full of his breath, and


    wherever he went, his hot eyesight followed Chelsea.


    “Come on. I can help you prepare the onions.”


    Edmund stood far away from her and leaned over slightly to stare at her, as if he wanted to see and


    compensate himself in the way he missed her these days.


    Chelsea didn’t expect him to be so close to her. She turned around and almost pressed her face


    against his lips, which scared her stiff.


    “Be careful.”


    Edmund reminded her to hold her waist to prevent her from falling down when she was so startled that


    she might stumble backwards.


    Chelsea was irritated. He had the nerve to warn her to be careful!


    If he hadn’t deliberately been so close to her, would she have been scared?


    Fortunately, she had just taken back her face in time, otherwise, she would have kissed him!


    Thinking of this, Chelsea awkwardly patted his hand away.


    “Mr. Nelson, you’d better go out quickly, or you won’t be able to eat mutton tonight.”


    Ang’s Library


    Mr. Nelson? What?


    Edmund was enraged by Chelsea’s unfamiliar address, but she had already turned around to get busy


    and never looked at him again.


    However, in order to have dinner sessfully made by Chelsea, Edmund left the kitchen first.


    As soon as Edmund left, Chelsea immediately felt as though the air in the kitchen had returned to


    normal. Without being disturbed by him, she quickly prepared the dishes and left. The three of them ate


    a happy dinner together.


    After dinner, Frances took the initiative to leave the dining room for them. “I’ll go upstairs and read


    books for a while. You can talk.”


    Chelsea didn’t want to chat with Edmund. On the one hand, the atmosphere at night was too


    ambiguous, and on the other hand, there wasn’t much to talk about. She was really afraid that Edmund


    would say something in love again, so she couldn’t stand it.


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    So she also got up and said to Edmund, “It’s gettingte. You should go to the hotel to rest.”


    Chelsea thought to herself, of course, that since Edmund didn’t return to Vertoak today, he would


    definitely stay outside the hotel.


    Chelsea knew very well how far the journey from Vertoak was. On such a cold day, he had to hurry


    back and have a good rest.


    Unexpectedly, Edmund threw his tall body into the chair and said shamelessly, “I’ll live here tonight.”