Chapter 821

Chapter 821“Edmund, actually, I can’t get pregnant. If you insist on being with me, you have to accept that we have
no children for the rest of your life. And the Nelson family… will have no successor.” After that, Chelsea
looked away to avoid him.
If Sonya was still alive, perhaps Edmund could raise her child as his heir.
But now…
“I don’t think it matters.” Edmund raised his hand and gently turned her face back. He Looked into
Chelsea’s eyes again.
“Chelsea, this’s your thought, and you intrude it upon me.” Edmund was careful about the words he
chose in case not to annoy Chelsea.
“I..” Chelsea stopped because Edmund was reasonable.
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Edmund had never been judgmental to her since she was diagnosed with infertility.
“Nothing can stop us from being together,” Edmund held Chelsea’s chin.
“You’re such a good person, so everything will get better.”
He then kissed her lips.
Chelsea froze.
The tether to the source of this data rests in n0v3lebook.orgHe should wait, right? Chelsea had been telling him that they were divorced. What was that about the
kiss here?When Chelsea regained her senses, she tried to get herself off Edmund’s arms. But Edmund locked
her against the bedstand. He placed his palm behind her head as his tongue slowly reached further
into Chelsea’s mouth.
How could Chelsea resist this? Chelsea’s limps went soft when Edmund let go of her.
“You can’t do this!” She supported herself with Edmund’s shoulder and whined.
“You’re my wife. Why can’t I kiss you?” Edmund continued with his plan. Chelsea’s face flushed red
when Edmund said the word ‘wife’ because he had never called her that before.
Chelsea buried her head in Edmund’s arms in embarrassment, Edmund decided that he would conquer
Chelsea with sweet talk.
He should make a lot of sweet words that he had never done in the past three years.
They hugged each other for a while, and Edmund broke the silence, “Please help me get out of the
hospital. You can talk to the doctor.”
“I don’t want to stay here anymore.” The hospital was not a good place to make out.
The atmosphere was just right, all he needed was a double bed.
Chelsea asked worriedly, “But didn’t you just have a headache?”
“I’m just excited. I’m fine.” Edmund kept making his story.
In fact, he just had a slight rear-ended collision. The paint on the car didn’t even rub off, but he took the
accident as an excuse to pretend he had lost his memory.Before Chelsea could say anything, he threw his arms around her again. He sounded Like he was
begging, “The hospital is too depressing. I’m afraid I’LL get worse if I stay here any longer.”