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...”

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

go of her. “I’ll deal with

smiled and waved him goodbye. Then she hailed a cab to

walk to that woman, who had a complacent smile

and

knew Brandon was still in touch with his

was also a mess, just like him. They

she didn’t mind

ex-girlfriend wanting to come to the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past love or make up

a bit

could accept to date him to get

she would be

She felt offended.

anger, Sherry bought a lot of barbecue skewers from a food

Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face, so she decided not

had tummy trouble. At midnight, she suffered from

day, Sherry tried her

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

the taxi stopped in front of a

on the entrance, more sweat oozing on her forehead. She said with

driver answered, “Miss, I’m afraid not. You look bad. You’d better hurry up and

“I...”

escort her into the hospital, and handed

her on a drip. She

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

didn't know

long will the drip take? I need

five hours. It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss, you should ask for

planned. It’s my own fault. Alas...” As she spoke, Sherry regretted it a lot. “Thank you so much. I

“Okay. Call me if you

“Sure.”

was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair and

by her, she would beat