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...”

to say something but hesitated.

sigh of relief upon hearing it. He let go of her. “I’ll deal with it and

waved him goodbye. Then she hailed a

she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who had

exhaled and

still in touch with

own relationship was also a mess, just like him. They dated

mind it

restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past love or make up for his regret, he

a

him to get to know

she couldn’t accept that she

She felt offended.

Sherry bought a lot of barbecue skewers from a

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

beer, she had tummy trouble. At midnight, she suffered from

day, Sherry tried her best to get up and hailed a cab to the

of the pain. Her mind was also in a mess. She answered, “Whatever. Just as near as

taxi stopped in front

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

You look bad. You’d better

“I...”

get off, escort her into the

She said, “It’s so late now. Why

weakly. “I’m fine. Not that serious. I feel

nurse didn't know

“How long will the drip take?

in the early morning. Miss, you should ask for a day

spoke,

me if

“Sure.”

the nurse was gone, Sherry leaned

affected by her, she would