Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Chapter 4

Chapter: 4 “What are you doing? Didn't we just agree to get a divorce? Let me go!” Chelsea struggled relentlessly.

With a smirk at the corners of his mouth, Edmund replied, “Didn’t you say you are my pleasure tool? | have every right to touch you, don’t |? Keep still!”

Chelsea bit her lower Lip hard. Edmund held both of her hands with one of his. He then kissed her Lips passionately, as if he wanted to devour her.

After releasing her lips, he planted violent bites and kisses on her collarbone, shoulders, and breasts. Each of them came with torturous revenge. They were painful, but pleasurably painful. Chelsea’s head was in a muddle at first. But she soon reasoned that he was right. Why should she refuse him tonight?

Edmond was handsome and had a perfect figure. More so, he was good in bed. Chelsea knew that she might not get another man to make her feel this way. Why not enjoy the sex one last time?

Amoan escaped her Lips at this moment. She wrapped her slender arms around Edmund's neck, causing him to kiss her again.

She even pressed her thighs against his, urging him to take her fully. Never had Chelsea been this bold and enthusiastic in their three years of marriage. She led a quiet and reserved daily life. Even during sex, she used to just Lie there and allow Edmund to do his thing.

Her unusual desire now made Edmund freeze. He looked down at her flushed face in confusion. But as lust overwhelmed him, he couldn’t control himself. He groaned and breathed heavily.

Chelsea's face turned red when she heard his groan. She summoned up the courage to hold his cheeks and kissed him. They were both so active tonight. Their bodies were in perfect sync due to Chelsea’s enthusiasm.

The next morning, Chelsea woke up to find Edmund's side of the bed empty. He was not at home either, so she reasoned that he had gone to meet the Lawyer.

After taking her bath and having breakfast, Chelsea waited for Edmund in the Living room. It was almost half past eight. The divorce papers would arrive anytime soon.

The appointed time passed. It was already nine o’clock and Edmund still didn’t show up. After waiting for an additional thirty minutes, Chelsea decided to call him.

“When are you coming home?”

‘m currently in Entosea,* Edmund responded indifferently.

“What?” Chelsea was surprised. A second later, her surprise changed to anger.

“What are you doing over there? Didn’t you agree that we would sign the divorce agreement this morning?”

“Something else came up. | got a call that the project here is facing some issues. | had to come here at the crack of dawn. | have a lot on my plate now. Let’s talk about the divorce later. If you have nothing else to say, I’m hanging up,” Edmund said coldly and hung up the phone.

Fury erupted in Chelsea’s heart in a split second. She held the phone tightly, even her knuckles tightened.

Once again, Edmund had chosen something else over her. She felt that he dared to stand her up this morning because she didn’t mean anything to him.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Chelsea stayed in the living room for a long time before she calmed down. Afterward, she took a taxi to see her good friend, Zuri White.