CHAPTER 98 HE COULD EXASPERATE WOMEN WITH ONE WORD

First of all, as a scriptwriter, inspiration almost always came suddenly. And when inspiration struck, she had to buckle down and write. Otherwise, that inspiration would pass, and it would be a waste.

Secondly, she needed money to fend for herself.

If she finished the script ahead of time, then she could take on another project, and more projects meant more money.

"It seems that since you left me, you've been having a really tough time." Seeing that Chelsea had been ignoring him since he started asking her questions, Edmund couldn't help sneering at her. After all, it was her who had been naive and impulsive to divorce him.

Hearing that, Chelsea raised her head and looked at him seriously. "I would rather live a hard life than stay and rot in a loveless marriage. At least on my own, I am happy and free."

Edmund didn't expect such a scathing retort from Chelsea, so he was stunned for a moment.

"We were married for three years, but not once did I feel loved or even seen by you. It made me wonder if I was a bad person, and after a while, I came to believe that I was. I even thought about taking my own life. No one was going to miss me anyway, so it didn't matter if I just died."

After saying that, Chelsea looked away, trying to restrain the bitter tears that threatened to roll down her cheeks.

She was telling the truth, and she wasn't exaggerating at all.

When she was married to Edmund, she did consider taking her own life because back then, she really couldn't ascertain the value of her own existence.

She had tried her best to make their marriage work. She had treated Edmund, his family, and his friends with utmost respect and unconditional love, but all of her efforts had been for naught. Edmund never showed her any sort of appreciation.

One night, she sat in the bathtub with a knife in her hand. She was ready to slash her wrist and end it all, but after shedding all the tears that she had held back for a long time, clarity descended upon her.

Then, she realized that she had one more thing to live for—herself.

After hearing Chelsea's words, Edmund stared at her with eyes full of shock.

He didn't expect that his indifference had inflicted such great pain upon her. He disregarded her until she thought of killing herself.

Edmund opened his mouth to say something. However, he realized that nothing he could say would change anything now.

Fay knocked on the door with the food she had bought for Chelsea. Noticing that there was something off with the atmosphere in the ward, she looked at Edmund.

Did her boss say something awful to hang such thick tension in the air?

Fay felt a little disappointed with Edmund.

He had been friends with Yusuf for many years. Why hadn't he learned anything from his friend about making girls happy?

Although Yusuf was a playboy, he was considerate and gentle. That was why many women were still attracted to him even though they knew that he was just a big old flirt.

Edmund wasn't good at treating women well at all. In fact, he could exasperate them with only one word.

Fay sighed in her heart. Then, she walked up to Chelsea and said, "I bought some food for you, Chelsea. Go ahead and eat."

Chelsea picked up the sandwich and smiled at Fay. "Thank you, Fay." holds text © rights.

With that, Chelsea proceeded to eat while ignoring Edmund the entire time.

Edmund was annoyed by her silent treatment. He walked to the window and looked out of it with a frown.

While Chelsea was eating, Fay said to her kindly, "You can't go back to your place for a while, or Garry will go there and make trouble for you again."

Hearing that, Chelsea paused for a while. Then, she said dejectedly, "You're right, I can't go back."

Garry wouldn't let her go easily, and he definitely would continue looking for her.