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...”

something but hesitated. She answered, “No worries. I won’t tell your

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

smiled and waved him goodbye. Then

the car, she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who had

exhaled and withdrew

still in touch with

mess, just like him. They

mind

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

went a bit

could accept to date him to get to know him

that she would be treated as

She felt offended.

a lot of barbecue skewers from a

on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face,

she had tummy trouble. At midnight,

the following day, Sherry tried her

word because of the pain. Her mind was also in a

taxi stopped in

more sweat oozing on her forehead. She said with a pale

not. You look bad. You’d

“I...”

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

about her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late

her hand to refuse weakly. “I’m fine. Not that serious. I

didn't know

“How long will the drip take? I

stop in the early morning.

has been planned. It’s my own fault. Alas...” As she spoke, Sherry regretted

nodded. “Okay. Call me if

“Sure.”

Sherry leaned against the chair and heaved

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