Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Capítulo 61

Chapter: 61

Now that she drank up a full glass of wine without stopping, they reasoned that she was cool and impressive Edmund didn’t feel the same way as the others. His face darkened as he watched her.

When did Chelsea start drinking? Didn’t she hate alcohol?

Never had he witnessed her taking as little as a sip of alcohol during their marriage. He had seen her turn down alcoholic drinks at his family parties. Why didn’t she do the same now?

Didn’t she know how men Like Gerry were? They would force her to drink more since they found out that she could drink well! Why did she behave so carelessly?

Catching the look on Edmund's face, Chelsea knew exactly what he was thinking. But how could she have turned down Gerry's drink in front of all these people?

It was common for newcomers to be people pleasers in the workplace. If she went against any of her senior colleagues, she would be labeled as proud and they might give her a hard time

Luka might have stepped in if she didn’t take it, but was he going to be by her side every time? What was she going to do if such a situation arose in the future?

Chelsea didn’t want to be a burden to anyone. She reckoned that it was better to get the punishment out of the way so Gerry wouldn't pester her about it again.

Besides, she wasn’t scared of drinking. One would think that she wasn’t good at drinking. But she was actually a good drinker.

She had been friends with Zuri since senior high school. They had started drinking from that time. Over the years, her tolerance for alcohol increased. A mere glass of wine couldn’t get her drunk.

If Gerry and his cohorts made her drink with them tonight, she would surely show them that they had nothing on her when it came to creer,Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Just as Edmund had feared, Gerry and the others forced Chelsea to drink more. They all cheered as they downed glasses upon glasses of wine. Luka and Edmund were the only ones who didn’t join in.

If eyes could kill, Chelsea’s body would have blown up into uncountable pieces because of the glare Edmund had been giving her.

She could feel his gaze, but she didn’t stop or even spare him a glance.

Edmund’s palm became so sweaty that his fork was covered in mist. Before he lost his temper, he turned to look at Luka with a questioning expression. It was as if he was inciting him to stop Chelsea since he liked her.

Luka got the message. Instead of acting immediately, he averted his gaze and didn’t move an inch.

He had also been worried about Chelsea. But after he saw the calmness on her face, he didn’t see the need to worry anymore.

Luka knew her to be a cautious adult who knew right from wrong. He wasn’t going to step in when it was obvious that she had it together. He reckoned that she was confident in her tolerance for alcohol since she had agreed to drink with them.

The fire blazing inside Edmund was fueled by Luka‘s nonchalance. What an irresponsible boss and admirer!

Edmund dropped his fork on his plate in a fit of pique. It was then Fay noticed his gloomy face. Chelsea had just gulped down another glass, so Fay took the opportunity to engage her in a conversation so she wouldn't drink anymore.

“Chelsea, your face is red. Are you okay?” she asked with concern. Touching her cheek with one hand, Chelsea replied with a faint smile,

“Oh, don’t worry about me. I’m fine.”