Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart
Chapter 572

Chapter 572

Edmund held her in his arms with his uninjured hand and asked in a low voice, “Have you been burntbefore?”

He remembered that she said that she could cook when she was very young, because Hilton’s wife,who was her adoptive mother, was in poor health. And she couldn’t count on Hilton to cook at all, soshe could only take care of her mother on her own.

Chelsea smiled sheepishly at him. “No.” She just said that to comfort him, so that he didn’t think that hewas clumsy. Not everyone was as untalented as him on cooking.

Ever since the first time she cooked, she had never been burnt by oil. Edmund was already over thirtyyears old, and still he got himself burnt. Chelsea really didn’t know what to say.

But because of this burn, Chelsea withdrew her aloofness towards him She even helped him apply theointment and warned him of getting the wound wet.

He had also tasted a meal made by Chelsea. Ever since he had divorced her, aside from eating thenoodles made by her several times, he hadn’t eaten anything cooked by her any more.

Edmund tasted the familiar cuisine and secretly felt that his burn was worth it.

However, he soon regretted it.

Edmund had calculated Chelsea’s period and thought that they could be intimate.

In the evening, after taking a shower, Chelsea had just come out of the bathroom when she was carriedto the bed by Edmund.

She knew what he wanted to do, so she raised his hand and pushed him away. “No, no.”

Edmund frowned slightly. “What’s wrong? Hasn’t your menstruation passed?”

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“Right. But your hand’s burnt.” Chelsea said seriously.

Chelsea knew that he had put on a show to stop the cold war between them, but she’s also learned tobe clever. Although she knew that he had restraind his desire so bad, she had still intentionally usedthe burn as an excuse so that he wouldn’t be able to do what he wanted to.

Edmund was anxious, “It’s just a small injury, and it doesn’t affect me at all.”

He just had a small blister on my hand. How could it affect his sexual life?

Besides, with his physical strength, he could do it with one hand…

“That won’t do either. What if you get hurt?” After saying that, Chelsea got up and pushed him away.She raised her hand and gently patted him on the face to comfort him.

“Be good and bear with it. Let’s talk about it when the wound on your hand is completely healed.”

Then she quickly got up and left, Leaving him in the guest bedroom again.

Edmund gritted his teeth and lay on the bed angrily.

How could he survive this long and painful night?

Unwilling to give up, he got up and knocked on the door of Chelsea’s bedroom.

“If you really torture me like this and I get sick, believe it or not, I’ll tie you up to the Civil Hall and getmarried again. You have to be responsible for me!”

Chelsea’s slow voice seeped into the guest bedroom. “Don’t cause trouble for nothing. Don’t tell methat men cannot live without women Besides, don’t you have the other hand?”