Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

As soon as she spoke, a weird silence blanketed the table.

Brandon looked annoyed, and his face stiffened.

The woman cast a glance at Sherry in provocation and turned away.

After she was gone, Brandon said, “Sherry...”

Sherry smiled. “Your friend?”

Brandon picked up his water and took a sip to ease his nervousness and embarrassment.

He explained, “I can explain. I delivered something to her house yesterday and unintentionally left my pen there. Nothing happened between us.”

Sherry picked up her chopsticks and said, “It’s alright. I understand. Go on eating.”

Brandon’s lips parted. He still wanted to speak but noticed that Sherry didn’t have any interest in listening to him. Hence, he kept silent.

They didn’t talk during dinner.

After dinner, Brandon's phone rang as soon as they walked out of the restaurant.

He checked the caller ID, frowning deeply. Then he pressed the phone into his pocket.

He said, “Sherry, let me drive you home.”

As soon as he finished his words, the woman showed up not far away from them. She was holding her phone to make a call.

Brandon’s phone kept vibrating.

Sherry took a look at the woman. “It seems you're still quite busy. I won’t hold you up for long. Bye.”

“Sherry.”

Brandon grabbed her arm after Sherry took a step.

He said, “I’m sorry for what happened today. I...”

looked back, seeing that he wanted to say something but hesitated. She answered, “No worries. I won’t tell your parents

hearing it. He let go of her. “I’ll deal

waved him goodbye. Then she hailed

saw Brandon walk to that woman, who had a complacent smile on her

exhaled and

was still in touch with

a mess, just like

she didn’t mind

come to the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past

a bit too

him to get to know him

couldn’t accept that she would

She felt offended.

a lot of

with Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg

them all and drinking the beer, she had tummy trouble. At midnight, she

Sherry tried her best to get up and hailed a

utter any word because of the pain. Her mind was also in a mess. She answered, “Whatever. Just

taxi stopped in front

and checked on the entrance, more sweat oozing on her forehead. She said with a pale face, “Mister, can you

answered, “Miss, I’m afraid not. You look bad. You’d better

“I...”

get off, escort her into the hospital, and handed her to a nurse before

about her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why don’t you call your family over to accompany

to refuse weakly. “I’m fine. Not

know how to

the drip

nurse answered, “Probably four to five hours. It’ll stop in

spoke, Sherry regretted it a

“Okay. Call me if you

“Sure.”

leaned

tomorrow were affected by her, she would