Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 64

For an eternal spiral of time, Fay couldn't eat when she heard that Luka had a crush on Chelsea. She just stared at both women in shock.

It wasn't until several seconds later that she regained herself and reported what she just found out to her boss. "Stop it, Zuri!" Chelsea scolded her friend. She clearly didn't take her words seriously.

Afterward, she said to Fay, "Don't listen to her nonsense, Fay. She likes daydreaming. Mr. Pierce is just a nice man, that's all."

Luka was a legend in the film industry. She looked up to him and held him in high esteem. In her opinion, there was no way he could have a crush on an ordinary scriptwriter like her.

Besides, she didn't care even if any man had feelings for her. She had completely washed her hands off romantic love after her ordeal with Edmund.

Zuri frowned at her friend. She pointed at her and said seriously, "Wake up and smell the coffee, girl! Yes, Mr. Pierce is a nice man, but he has feelings for you. I know you think handsome men are scums. Just so you know, not all of them are as bad as Edmund. Many are sweethearts. Isn't that right, Fay?"

Fay almost spat out the juice she had just sipped.

Zuri talked bad about her boss in her presence. More so, she asked for her opinion.

At this moment, the face of a handsome and unruly man appeared in Fay's mind. This face belonged to the man she constantly thought of—Yusuf!

After wiping her mouth with a piece of serviette, she murmured absentmindedly, "Perhaps many handsome men are indeed scums."

Fay was not oblivious to the fact that Yusuf was a playboy who broke many women's hearts.

But no matter how she tried, she couldn't get him out of her head.

Fay's mind was a mess until the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zuri went to answer the door. A few seconds later, Luka came in with a bottle of red wine in his hand.

Smiling as always, he said, "Good evening, ladies. Sorry, I'm late. Zuri informed me that you were having dinner together, so I brought you a bottle of wine." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Chelsea and Fay stood up to express their thanks. Luka dropped the bottle of wine and turned around, intending to leave. But Zuri stopped him. She pulled out the chair next to Chelsea and urged him to sit down. She then winked at her friend, indicating what she was up to.

"Please excuse me, I need to use the bathroom. Where is it?" Fay asked and went in the direction that Zuri pointed. On the way, she reported the present state of things to her boss.

Edmund quickly replied, "Don't interfere. I will contact her."

The three women had dinner with Luka.

While Chelsea, Luka and Zuri chatted heartily as they ate, Fay was silent most of the time. She just observed them. It took her only a few minutes to realize that Zuri was right. Luka indeed had feelings

for Chelsea.

He was such a gentleman. Even though Chelsea didn't ask, he peeled shrimps for her, passed her the dishes that weren't close to her, and even pulled back her chair when she wanted to stand up.

Fay noticed that his behavior was the exact opposite of her boss's. He was a strong contender if Edmund had any intentions to win back Chelsea's heart.

Although both men were handsome, the major difference between them was their behavior towards Chelsea. Luka treated her like a queen.

The reverse was the case for Edmund. Chelsea was the one who took care of him in the past. She treated him like a king, but she was an unworthy slave in his eyes.

Fay knew that women felt the most comfortable with men who treated them right. Judging by what she had just seen, she felt that Chelsea would pick Luka over Edmund.

This made her worried. After all, she had been wanting Chelsea and Edmund to get back together.

Now that they were done having dinner, Chelsea finally took a look at her phone.

A Facebook notification had popped up a few minutes ago. It was a friend request. She clicked on it only to find that it was from Edmund.

For Pete's sake! Can't he leave her alone? Why did he send her a friend request now? Chelsea rolled her eyes in annoyance.