Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 188

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.

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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."