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Fay took lunch to visit Chelsea. When Chelsea saw the logo on the food pack, she was surprised. "Why did you buy such an expensive lunch?"

Chelsea was aware that Yusuf was the proprietor of this eatery. It was well-known in Vertoak for both the exorbitant cost and the great meals it served.

Smiling, Fay answered, "Mr. Nelson paid for it. He said you only sprained your ankle last night because of him."

"Thank him for me." Chelsea could only say that in politeness.

After placing the meal on the table, Fay asked, "How's your foot?"

"It's much better. The swelling subsided after the medicine was sprayed on it."

"That's good. If you need any help, let me know."

"Okay."

They made small talk as they ate. The lunch was soon over.

After lunch, Fay got up and said, "I have to get back to work. Do take your rest."

Chelsea nodded and said, "My foot is okay now. You don't need to bring me food."

The implication was that she didn't want to owe Edmund any more favors.

"Okay." Fay agreed readily.

Her presence wasn't needed again. Her boss would come himself.

After Fay had taken her leave, Chelsea made a cup of coffee and went to work on the script. Soon, it was night.

The doorbell rang. Chelsea thought it was Zuri.

However, to her surprise, it was Edmund at the door.

He was holding the same expensive food box as the one Fay brought, staring at her with a blank expression on his face.

"You..." Before Chelsea could complete her words, Edmund walked inside the apartment.

"Have you had dinner?" he asked.

"No..." Except for the aroma of the coffee she had drunk, there was no smell of food in the apartment. She couldn't lie.

Edmund placed the food on the table and said, "I've brought some food. Let's eat together."

Chelsea was at a loss for words. She didn't anticipate Edmund being so cheeky. She should have thanked him for bringing her dinner, but she didn't feel at ease with him.

She couldn't drive Edmund away now that he'd sat down, so she washed her hands and sat down next to him.

They were both quiet during the meal.

When they were married before, they got along very quietly, except when they were having sex.

She couldn't figure out why Edmund, who was normally so apathetic, had changed so drastically whenever they had sex. Every time his passion made her cry out for mercy.

Chelsea had no idea why she had suddenly remembered these scenes. Her face flushed unexpectedly. She coughed quickly to hide her embarrassment.

"Why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?" Edmund asked, as he put out his hand to touch her forehead.

Chelsea, frightened, quickly leaned away. Edmund's hand stopped in front of her.

Chelsea hurriedly answered, "I'm fine. I'm just a little hot."

Edmund awkwardly withdrew his hand, looked at her, and said, "It's only a meal. What's the deal with your blushing?"

Chelsea was speechless.

Of course she couldn't make Edmund find out what she was thinking, or else he would think she was

playing hard to get.

She felt angry, thinking of Edmund's arrogance and his conceited look before.

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Chelsea's chest heaved countlessly as she thought about the past Edmund. Her anger soon got rid of her appetite.

When Edmund noticed that she wasn't eating well, he helped her pick up some prawns and vegetables for the first time in his life.

Chelsea's jaw dropped as she watched him mount food onto her plate. She blinked to make sure this wasn't a dream.

As far as she could remember, Edmund had never done anything for her on his own accord.

Edmund waved his hand at her eye level. "Hey, what are you doing? Eat up, okay?"

"Oh, thank you," Chelsea muttered, snapping out of her thoughts.

She lowered her head and shoved a spoonful into her mouth. Her appetite was strangely restored. She ended up eating too much.

After they were done eating, Chelsea began to think of a way to usher Edmund out. It was then he stared at her intently and asked, "Please can you make me a cup of coffee?"

The first response that came to the tip of Chelsea's tongue was a big no. But she bit it back and declined politely. "Drinking coffee at night is not good. The caffeine would keep you awake."

"Oh, that's great then. I have to work overtime anyway."

Was this his way of insisting on drinking coffee here?

Chelsea frowned slightly. However, she had no choice but to go into the kitchen.

She unarguably made the best coffee among the people around her. This was because she always made cups of coffee for Edmund when they were married. Zuri's mind was always blown whenever she drank the coffee Chelsea made. She always suggested that Chelsea open a cafe.

Perhaps she would have done so if she didn't love scriptwriting and got that good opportunity right after the divorce.

Chelsea stared blankly at the freshly made cup of coffee for a while. She then used the cream to draw a flower on it.

This wasn't to please Edmund. She just wanted the coffee to look more presentable since he was a guest.

Edmund didn't hesitate to take a sip once he received it. The familiar scent assaulted his taste bud and instantly lit up his mood. He had finally tasted Chelsea's coffee after what seemed like ages!

Chelsea saw the emotion on his face. Seeing him drink the coffee she made resurrected a thousand unwelcomed thoughts about their marriage.

She didn't want to continue thinking of that, so she came up with an excuse. "I have to finish my work, so I will leave you to enjoy your coffee."

Edmund wasn't a child. He knew she told a lie just to be away from him. However, he didn't stop her.

He just got comfortable on the sofa and sipped away.

Chelsea absentmindedly spent several minutes writing a single line of the script. Just as she tried to get herself to focus, Edmund knocked on the door of the study. "I'm leaving."

She quickly came out to see him off. "Drive safe. Goodnight!"

When they got to the front door, Edmund suddenly halted in his tracks. He turned around and muttered her name, "Chelsea."

As Chelsea looked up at him with one of her eyebrows raised, he added in a low voice, "Actually... You are a good woman."

Edmund had no idea why he suddenly blurted out those words. Perhaps it was because of the coffee. Nostalgia had swept over him after drinking it.

Chelsea used to stay by his side obediently, caring him in the past.

He barely took notice or appreciated her kindness at that time. But now, he realized that she had been good to him.

"Thank you." Chelsea had been dying to get complimented by him during their marriage. But since it came now, she felt complicated.

She would never have divorced him if he had said such words to her before.

Once Chelsea saw Edmund off, she immediately called Zuri and told her about what happened. Zuri was surprised. "Does he regret all he did? Why did he compliment you out of the blue?"

This was unlikely in Chelsea's opinion. She immediately refuted, "I don't think so. Edmund is a stubborn man!"

"And so what? Stubborn people are humans too. They can realize their mistakes. Edmund must be regretful. Otherwise, how do you explain why he brought you food, asked you to make him a cup of coffee, and then complimented you?"

Zuri let out a long hiss the next second. "Well, it's too late now!"

Chelsea chuckled. Why was Zuri so sure that Edmund was filled with regret?

Even if he had broken things off with Diane, he could have any woman in Vertoak at the snap of his fingers. Why would he regret losing her now?

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Chelsea thought that Edmund sending her dinner was just a one-time thing. But he showed up at her door the next evening.

When she opened the door and saw him holding takeout bags, she didn't want to let him in. "Mr. Nelson, I appreciate your kindness. But you don't have to do this anymore. My foot has recovered."

"No, it hasn't, Chelsea. You got hurt because of me. I won't rest assured until you completely recover," Edmund said calmly, walking past her into the apartment.

Chelsea had no choice but to eat the food he brought with him. Afterward, she made him a cup of coffee like the night before. The night went on peacefully and Edmund left for his house.

The third evening, Chelsea wasn't at home when Edmund arrived.

He rang the doorbell for a long time before he finally decided to call her. Chelsea said from the other end of the line, "Good evening, Mr. Nelson. I'm sorry. I am currently not at home."

Edmund frowned and asked immediately, "Why did you go out? Has your foot fully healed? The doctor said you should stay put!"

Chelsea replied seriously, "I've been applying the ointment judiciously for the last three days. The swelling is gone and the pain has subsided, so I can move freely."

Edmund let out an exasperated sigh. He then inquired, "Where are you?"

"Out of town," Chelsea replied briefly.

It was obvious she didn't want to tell him her exact location. Edmund gritted his teeth and said reluctantly, "Okay, take care."

"You too, Mr. Nelson."

The call ended on an awkward note. Edmund's heart sank for some weird reason. Staring at the takeout bags he brought, he lost his appetite.

He strangely had a good appetite for the last two nights when he had dinner with Chelsea.

His appetite had been very bad after the big health scare he had the last time. None of the foods he normally ate appealed to his taste buds. But with Chelsea, he ate just about anything.

Edmund took the food back to his residence. As he nibbled on it, he called Fay and asked her if she knew Chelsea's whereabouts.

Fay answered in the negative. She didn't even know that Chelsea went out of town.

Lost in thought, Edmund tapped his phone screen after hanging up. He then called Zuri.

Zuri immediately became mischievous when she heard his question. "Of course, I know where she is!"

"Where is she? Tell me!" Edmund hurriedly asked.

"She's at Luka's hometown," Zuri replied truthfully, placing emphasis on the last two words.

A pang of pain plagued Edmund's heart when he heard this. "What? Why did she go there?"

"Well, you already know the answer, so I won't bother answering you. You just have to stop living in denial," Zuri intoned with a provocative voice.

Edmund almost blew a short fuse when he heard those words.

He did have an answer in mind, but it was unpleasant. He didn't want to accept it.

Luka's mother was sick. Since Chelsea went to his hometown, she definitely went to visit her. And that meant only one thing.

She cared about Luka so much that her concern extended to his family members. There was a high probability that they might start dating officially soon.

After Zuri didn't get any response from Edmund, she continued, "Mr. Nelson, you have to understand that it's normal for Chelsea to seek love."

Edmund couldn't hold back anymore. He blurted out angrily, "But she said she loved me. Is this how she shows her love? Chelsea divorced me and vanished into thin air. And now that she's back, she threw herself into another man's arms!"

Zuri cackled on the other end of the phone. She then said mockingly, "Mr. Nelson, you seem to be forgetting something. You and Chelsea have no vows binding you together anymore. So, she didn't throw herself into another man's arms as you claim. A whole year is enough for a woman to get remarried and even get pregnant for another man after divorce. But Chelsea didn't even give love

another chance until now."

These words made Edmund even more depressed. He hung up the phone without uttering another word.

It hurt him so much to learn that Chelsea had decided to move on with another man. However, he didn't want to accept it.

After a few minutes, he picked up the phone, intending to ask Chelsea if what Zuri said was true. But his hand froze. It dawned on him that he had no right to pry into her private life. They were already divorced. Chelsea hadn't agreed to patch things up with him, so she didn't owe him anything.

The fact that she refused to disclose her exact location was enough to indicate her stand.

She wanted to keep him at arm's length no matter what. This went on to say that she wouldn't entertain any questions from him about her love life.

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Edmund was so depressed that he abandoned his food on the dining table. He went upstairs, pulling off the tie on his neck. He fell to the bed as soon as he entered his room.

His mind was in a muddle as he lay motionlessly on the bed. When his eyes fell on the chandelier hanging down from the ceiling, his mind traveled to the past.

Chelsea had bought this chandelier. Edmund vividly remembered that they had just had hot sex when she whispered to him about changing the light in the bedroom. The former one used to be a heavy metal-styled light. According to her, it looked too depressing.

He agreed readily. Such things didn't matter to him. Besides, he always granted her requests if she made them after he fucked her.

Edmund didn't want to think about the past anymore. He looked away only for his eyes to fall on the curtains on the French window. Chelsea bought them too.

In fact, almost everything in this villa was Chelsea's idea. Before he married her, the villa was furnished to his taste. But she changed most of them little by little.

Edmund never took notice of the changes while they were married. It wasn't until after the divorce that he realized Chelsea had made the house look more like a home.

"My goodness!" Edmund raked his fingers through his hair at this moment. He wanted to dispel the thoughts. Why was he inexplicably sad after their marriage ended over a year ago?

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It was true that Chelsea and Luka were in a relationship. However, Zuri hadn't told Edmund the entire truth. She deliberately kept an important detail away from him.

Although Chelsea was with Luka now, they were only pretending to be a couple.

Luka's mother was gravely ill. Her greatest wish was to see her son get married and settle down. Only then could she be at peace.

Thus, Luka called Chelsea and ask her for a huge favor. He wanted her to pretend to be his girlfriend so his mother could rest in peace.

Chelsea readily agreed.

Luka had been nothing but kind to her right from the first day they met. He gave her another shot at life by employing her. More so, he always came to her aid whenever she was in trouble.

Thus, Chelsea went to his hometown to help him.

When Edmund called her earlier, she had just gotten picked up by Luka at the bus stop of his hometown.

With his eyes fixed on the road, Luka asked inquisitively, "Was that Edmund?"

Chelsea nodded. "Yes."

"Does he know about this?" he inquired gently.

"No, he doesn't. I didn't tell him. There's no need for him to know," Chelsea responded, shaking her head.

Luka sighed and continued, "I heard he brought you dinner and showed you utmost care in the last few days. Is that true?"

"Yeah, that's true. I guess he's doing it because he was the one who caused my injury." Chelsea had pondered about why Edmund suddenly became doting. She could only come to one conclusion: he did it because he was sorry.

After all, she wouldn't have sprained her ankle if he hadn't pulled her forcefully that night.

Chelsea reasoned that he would most likely not show up again now that her ankle was healed.

While Chelsea was out helping Luka, Zuri was taunting Edmund the best way she could. She refused to tell him the entire truth surrounding her friend's trip because she wanted him to be jealous and depressed.

Chelsea had warned her to keep her mouth sealed. Although it was a fake relationship, she didn't want the word to get out to the public. She felt that the news would probably get to Luka's mother since gossip usually spread like wildfire due to social media. She didn't want to make the old lady sad if she found out the truth. That was the last thing she wanted to happen.

Luka checked Chelsea into the best hotel in town. After she freshened up and changed her clothes, he took her to the hospital to see his mother.

He parked the car in the underground parking lot. On the way to the elevator, he suddenly held Chelsea's hand.

She yanked off her hand instinctively. Still looking as calm as ever, Luka explained, "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable. But I have to hold your hand when we go into my mother's ward. I just wanted you to adapt to it in advance."

Chelsea immediately understood why he did that. She smiled faintly and apologized. "Sorry, I was just startled."

This gesture startled her because she wasn't used to holding hands with a man. Edmund seldom held her hand in the past.

"Not to worry. I'll put on a good show later!" Chelsea vowed, clenching her fist determinedly.

Luka chuckled and remarked, "I believe you. We just have to put up a show in front of my family. We are just ordinary friends while away from my mother and the rest of my relatives, okay?"

He meant to say that he wouldn't do anything inappropriate to Chelsea even though they were acting as a couple.

"Okay." Chelsea nodded, trusting him fully.

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Chelsea had known Luka for four years, since she'd first gotten the position of scriptwriter at Peak Entertainment.

She didn't know much about Luka in her first three years of working part-time. At that time, she had studied scriptwriting under Eugene's guidance and was close to him only.

However, that didn't affect her understanding of Luka. He had been in this circle for years and had never been involved in any scandalous issues. He was trustworthy.

Judging by what Luka said, his parents were easy to get along with.

Chelsea found them to be kind after meeting them.

Although his mother, Ella Pierce, looked emaciated because of illness, she wore a warm smile.

Lifting her hand to hold Chelsea's with difficulty, she said, "At first glance, I knew you were a gentle and kind young lady."

Chelsea, who had been mocked by Alena countless times, felt warmth at Ella's praise.

Smiling, she replied, "Thank you for the compliment."

Ella said, "You're a good match for Luka. My age has made me a good judge of people."

Chelsea sat at the edge of Ella's bed. They both conversed with each other in a low voice.

Ella asked, "How did you and Luka get together?"

Chelsea and Luka had previously discussed this topic, so she responded naturally, "We've known each other for several years. We used to be friends. However, we didn't get together until I returned from my trip abroad."

Ella nodded in understanding. She took Chelsea's hands and said sadly, "Luka has never had a girlfriend. This has led to many rumors claiming he doesn't like women. Those rumors made me uncomfortable."

Chelsea could understand how Ella felt. Most of the male stars the same age as Luka had gotten married and had children, but Luka hadn't been involved in any romantic relationship. This brought about the rumors saying he liked men.

When had the fact that a man kept his chastity become a point to be gossiped about by others?

"Well, now that you are with him, I have nothing to worry about." Ella's haggard face seemed to regain its vigor when she said these words. She was really happy.

Taking Ella's frail health into consideration, Chelsea took her leave.

After Luka had sent Chelsea back to the hotel, she asked him, "Why don't you take your mother for treatment in Vertoak?"

"It's pointless," Luka said sadly, shaking his head. "The doctor said she has only two months to live. I don't want to bother her anymore."

Chelsea's eyes suddenly became teary when she heard this. "You can spend more time with her," she said.

Seeing her sad, Luka comforted her gently, "It's okay. She's been in poor health these days. We've prepared ourselves mentally for her demise. Although we are sad, we will survive this."

Chelsea nodded slightly.

She had experienced her mother's death. She was young at the time, but it felt like her whole world had collapsed around her.

She still had regrets till now. Her adoptive mother had been kind to her, but she had died before Chelsea could repay her kindness.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Luka's face, and he asked, "Have you ever thought about searching your biological father?"

Luka was aware that her biological mother had died not long after she was born, but the whereabouts of her biological father were unknown.

Chelsea shook her head and said, "There are so many people in the world. Where would I even start from?"

When she first found out that Hilton was not her biological father, she wanted to find her biological father.

But she had neither the money, nor the capacity, nor any connections.

Later, however, she had gotten married to Edmund, who had both the power and the connection, but she didn't dare tell him her secret because of how he treated her.

Luka gently caressed her face and said, "Don't be discouraged. I'll help you find him."

"Thank you," Chelsea said, surprised. She was touched.

Luka replied with a smile, "Don't mention it. Get some rest. I'll go to the hospital."

After a moment's thought, she stopped Luka and asked, "Does your mother have any favorite dishes? I want to cook them for her."

Luka's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Of course. It's the least I can do to make her happy."

Luka and his mother had treated her kindly. She had to repay that kindness.

Luka thought for a while and said, "My mother is not going to be in the hospital much longer. She should be discharged in two days. You can come over to my house to cook. It'll be more convenient."

"Okay," Chelsea agreed. She then saw Luka off.

When she returned to her room, she made herself a cup of coffee, and then took out her laptop to continue working.

However, before she could write a few words, she was interrupted by the phone. It was Zuri. Laughing gleefully at the other end of the phone, she said, "You and Mr. Pierce are the trending topic now."

Chelsea was surprised. "Really?"

She had just been to the hospital with Luka. How could they have been photographed so soon?

Zuri replied, "Yes. Someone photographed Mr. Pierce holding your hand at the hospital."

Before Chelsea could utter a word, Zuri continued, "Are you guys really together? You even hold hands now!"

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"It's not true," Chelsea explained immediately. "We were pretending to be a couple. We went to the hospital to see his sick mother. Did they get my face?" Chelsea inquired, worried.

She was recently caught up in the vortex of public opinion. She'd be damned if people found out she was the one holding hands with Luka.

Although Luka didn't have much onscreen presence these days, he was still very popular. His fans would come for her.

Fortunately, Luka had anticipated the situation, and he had her taking precautions in advance.

She had worn a bucket hat with a wide brim and had put on a mask to cover herself.

"You were all covered up. No one took a picture of your face," Zuri reassured her. "I could tell it's you from your back, but no one else knows you as well as I do."

"That's good," Chelsea said, full of relief.

Zuri then inquired about the health of Luka's mother. Chelsea didn't hide anything from her.

Zuri felt sympathy for Luka's mother. "Why do we have to see our loved ones die? It hurts."

"Edmund called me to inquire about your whereabouts. I deliberately implied to him that you were with Luka," Zuri added.

"Why did you say that?" Chelsea asked.

"Because he is a jerk," Zuri snorted.

"Don't let him know you and Luka are not real lovers."

"I won't do that," Chelsea said.

She knew Edmund would think she was still interested in him if she told him the truth.

It was a good thing he assumed she and Luka were together. It would help to create a barrier between them.

Zuri gloated. "He got so mad at hearing what I said that he instantly hung up the phone without saying a word."

"He is always arrogant and often hangs up the phone midway through the call, but you're probably wrong about him being angry," Chelsea said thoughtfully.

Zuri disagreed. "My instincts have always been good about things like this. Believe me. Edmund was really angry."

"Don't mess with him anymore," Chelsea said.

"Fine," Zuri agreed.

They hung up the phone after some light conversation. Chelsea then checked on the news of her affair with Luka.

The subject had become a hot topic. Luka was clearly still popular.

The headline of the news was Luka's mysterious girlfriend.

The headline read that a mysterious woman had visited Luka's sick mother.

After thorough analysis, it was concluded that Chelsea was Luka's girlfriend. She wouldn't have shown up at the hospital at such a time otherwise.

The accompanying photo showed Chelsea holding hands with Luka. Fortunately, the brim of her hat obscured her face, so she wasn't recognized.

Chelsea put away her phone and went back to work without reading the comments.

She didn't care what others thought because they weren't a couple.

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Edmund came out of the bathroom after a shower and found he had multiple messages from Yusuf in a group chat on WhatsApp.

The group had four members: Edmund, Yusuf, Chris, and Brayan. The group was named Flowers of Vertoak.

It was Yusuf's idea. The first time Edmund saw the group name, he was tempted to quit the group.

"Have you seen the news?" Yusuf asked. "Chelsea is with Luka?"

"Yeah," Chris said.

"I guess so," Brayan echoed.

"I should not have promised Edmund to assist Chelsea in sending out my lawyer's letter. She's not worth it," Brayan added.

"I've been waiting to see how Edmund would get his ex-wife back. However, I never expected she'd get into a new relationship first," Yusuf quipped.

He finished by sending a series of laughing emojis. Edmund was infuriated to no end. He felt like smacking Yusuf.

"I read the news, but I don't think it's true," Chris said.

"Come on, you've seen the pictures of them holding hands. Why do you still doubt it?" Yusuf asked.

Edmund swallowed his shock and read the news after scanning their chat history. The picture of Luka holding hands with Chelsea stunned him so much that he slumped down on his bed at the sight of it.

He zoomed in on the picture, and saw they were indeed holding hands.

He felt a sudden stab of pain in the chest. He couldn't even breathe properly.

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Perhaps it was because Chelsea had loved Edmund too much that he never thought that she would move on with another man after they parted ways.

To his disappointment, Chelsea was holding hands with another man.

There was a painful lump in Edmund's throat at this moment. He grunted and went to the balcony to smoke.

A few messages continued to pour into the WhatsApp group chat. Yusuf texted comfortingly, "Edmund, are you okay?"

"I don't know if he's okay or not. But I am not. How could this happen?" Chris replied, accompanying it with a sad emoji.

He still couldn't accept the fact that Chelsea, who once loved Edmund with all her heart, had moved on with another man.

Since he was sad by the current development, Edmund was most definitely sadder.

After taking a big puff of his cigarette, Edmund sent a message to the group chat. "Why are you guys so bothered? It's not a big deal. Stop stressing!"

Edmund still put up a strong and unperturbed front even though he was dying inside.

Yusuf's next message read, "I'm glad you are taking this well. Anyway, since you are now single and your ex-wife has moved on, how about I introduce you to another woman?"

"I'm not interested," Edmund replied straightforwardly, biting his cigarette.

No one knew the right words to say after Edmund's resolute response. The group went silent for a while.

By the time Edmund finished his cigarette, he proposed, "How about we go out for a drink?"

"Do you want to drown your sorrows with alcohol?" Yusuf asked immediately.

"Of course not!" Edmund replied.

"Okay, then. See you at our usual spot!" Yusuf replied after cackling for a while.

Chris was on night duty at the hospital, so he couldn't go out for a drink. Brayan, who seldom hung out with the guys because he was married, showed up this time.

It was obvious that Edmund's friends were worried about him. As far as they were concerned, he was heartbroken and badly in need of their comfort and companionship. They could all see through his facade.

The three of them gathered at a private lounge in their usual bar. Once they all settled down, Yusuf asked Edmund, "Dude, can I give you some friendly advice?"

"What is it about?" Edmund inquired with a frown as he poured himself a glass of wine.

Yusuf shrugged and responded, "It's about a way you can win Chelsea back."

Edmund uttered crossly, "And why would I want to do that? Chelsea is already dating Luka! Do you want me to break their relationship?"

Brayan spat out a mouthful of wine as Edmund's sudden roar made his heart skip a beat.

The next second, he burst into laughter. Breaking a relationship wasn't befitting Edmund's status at all.

"Why would I want you to break their relationship? Actually, I want you to profess your love to Chelsea. They haven't got married, have they? Even if they did, they could get divorced." Yusuf didn't realize his words had struck a nerve until he finished speaking.

Trying to save the situation, Yusuf muttered, "I mean they won't last long..."

No matter what he said afterward, Edmund was still sad.

At this moment, Edmund realized that he was stupid not to have cherished Chelsea while she was still with him. Their marriage had ended because he didn't make any effort to reciprocate her love at that time.

When Yusuf saw Edmund's gloomy face, he changed the topic immediately. "You know what? Let's not talk about love or relationships. We should just drink and relax!"

Yusuf took away the wineglass in front of Edmund and handed him a bottle of fresh juice.

Although they were fond of making fun of each other, they all had each other's well-being at heart.

Edmund's health was one of the things Yusuf took seriously. He always made sure his friend didn't have too much to drink so he wouldn't land in the hospital again.

Edmund took a sip of the juice. It was sweet, but it didn't meet his needs now.

He needed something that could relieve his pain now. And alcoholic wine could do the trick.

He angrily pushed the glass of juice aside. Afterward, he poured himself another glass of wine.

Brayan kicked against it immediately. "Come on, man! You know you shouldn't be drinking like that. If you fall ill again, Chelsea won't be happy with you."

Edmund's hand froze.

For good measure, Yusuf chipped in, "That's right. Chelsea once took good care of you. Now if you won't stay away from alcohol, how could you repay her?"

These threatening statements worked like magic. Edmund surrendered the glass of wine, intending not to take another sip.

Yusuf and Brayan shared a knowing glance and sighed helplessly.

The mention of Chelsea's name had been effective to stop Edmund from drinking. However, he still refused to admit that he cared about her.

He was so stubborn.

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The night was far spent by the time the three friends went to their respective homes. Edmund lay in bed, but he couldn't sleep a wink.

His mind was filled with images of Chelsea and Luka holding hands everywhere they went. He then thought of them making out passionately. When an image of them having sex popped up in his head, he sat up immediately.

Edmund tried to wave off the thoughts. However, they kept coming. He tossed and turned on the bed until it was dawn.

With a heavy heart, Edmund got up and put on his workout outfit. He then went out to exercise. He wanted to sweat out his sorrows and rid his mind of all the nasty and uncomfortable thoughts.

More than an hour later, Edmund came back home from his morning run. He had just taken a shower and felt a little better when his grandfather's call came through.

"Come over right now!" Ethan's roar almost burst Edmund's eardrum as soon as he picked up the call.

His grandfather rarely got this angry, so Edmund figured that he had probably seen the news of Chelsea dating Luka.

"Okay, I'll be there in a jiffy," Edmund said calmly. He threw on some clothes and drove straight to Ethan's house.

A book flew toward Edmund's face as soon as he stepped his foot into the house. He had expected to be attacked, so he instinctively dodged the incoming book.

This annoyed Ethan greatly. He briskly walked up to Edmund and hit him with his crutch several times. While at it, he shouted, "You naughty boy! How dare you dodge that book?"

The picture of Chelsea and Luka holding hands had almost given Ethan a heart attack when he saw it in the news this morning. He clenched his phone tightly until his knuckles turned white.

Although he previously told Edmund he was going to set up Chelsea with another man, he only did that because he wanted his grandson to come back to his senses. He still wanted Chelsea as his granddaughter-in-law. He had thought Edmund would realize he was actually in love with her soon.

After Edmund stood up for Chelsea in public and provided proof to shut down the rumor online, Ethan thought his plan was gradually working, so he was happy. Edmund even wanted to send the trouble- maker Sonya abroad.

He felt that it was only a matter of time before they got back together. But he was wrong. Chelsea moved on with another man!

After receiving several painful whacks, Edmund held Ethan's crutch and said, "Grandpa, please calm down. Don't beat me to a pulp. I have to go to the company later."

"Shut up! And let go of my crutch now!" Ethan was even more pissed off.

He wondered where Edmund got his naughtiness from. Definitely not from him!

Ethan wanted to beat some senses into him since he was behaving stupidly. He would have let him go once he completely vented his anger.

However, Edmund behaved as if nothing had happened. For a moment, Ethan thought that his grandson deserved to be abandoned by Chelsea. After all, which woman in her right mind would want to be with such a man?

Sensing that the matter was getting out of hand, the butler cut in, "Sir, you should probably calm down a bit. Getting worked up will do no good to your health."

The butler walked up to them and took the crutch from their hands. Ethan glared at his grandson for a while before he went to sit on the sofa grumpily.

"I'm famished. Is there anything to eat?" Edmund asked the butler, rubbing his belly.

"So, you still have the appetite for breakfast? How gluttonous of you!" Ethan berated him furiously.

"Of course, I have to eat. Remember that my stomach is still recovering. It's inadvisable to skip the most important meal of the day," Edmund responded calmly.

He was hell-bent on having breakfast despite his grandfather's anger.

Ethan grunted and looked away sharply. He questioned why God had to give him such a clueless young man as a grandson. He badly wished he could exchange him for a more obedient one.

The butler said to Ethan, "Sir, would you like to have breakfast now?"

"No!" the old man roared ferociously.

As a result, Edmund was the only one that dined at the big dining table.

From the living room, Ethan watched him as he enjoyed the food leisurely. When his anger got the best of him, he stormed to the dining room and took the seat opposite Edmund. He then said disappointedly, "You need to stop slacking off, boy! It has been more than a year since you parted ways with Chelsea. I thought you would be pursuing her by now! All you have to do now is to get close to her and make her see that your feelings are genuine. She once loved you, so she would readily agree to patch things up with you."

Edmund stopped eating and stared at his grandfather.

Ethan continued, "But what are you doing? You are still behaving arrogantly. Even though you didn't put in any effort, you just assumed that Chelsea would come back to you. She's with someone else now. And you will be miserable for your entire life."

"How are you so sure that I will be miserable?" Edmund asked, squinting at him.

"How can I not know? I'm older than you, so I know things that you don't. You will bite your finger in regret one day!"

When Edmund resumed eating, Ethan uttered in a calm tone, "I could take you to a diviner. What do you say?"

"Why do I have to see one?" Edmund inquired, raising his eyebrows.

Ethan replied gently, "We need to find out if Chelsea would ever give you another chance. That way,

you would know whether to give up or press on."

Ethan was just pulling his legs now. But Edmund put down his cutlery and pondered for a while. "Fine, let's go."