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...”

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

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

smiled and waved him goodbye. Then she hailed a cab

she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who

and withdrew her

still in touch with his

also a mess, just like him. They dated

mind it at

she could tell it was Brandon’s ex-girlfriend wanting to come to the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past love or make up for his regret,

a bit too

to date him to

that she would be treated as a

She felt offended.

bought a lot of barbecue skewers from a food stall

to share the food and beers with Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face, so she decided not

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

day, Sherry tried her best to get up and hailed

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

the taxi stopped in front of a

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

You look bad. You’d better hurry up

“I...”

her get off, escort her into the

symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why don’t

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

know

added, “How long will the drip

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

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

nurse nodded. “Okay. Call me if you need any

“Sure.”

was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair

by her, she would beat