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...”

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

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

and waved him goodbye. Then she hailed

walk to that woman, who had a complacent

exhaled and withdrew her

was still in touch with his

mess, just like him.

she didn’t mind it

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

went a bit

to date him to

she couldn’t accept that she would be treated as a

She felt offended.

a lot of barbecue skewers from

on Stella’s door, she recalled

all and drinking the beer, she had

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

which hospital, Sherry couldn’t utter any word because of the pain. Her mind was also in a mess. She answered,

stopped in front

on her forehead. She said with a pale face, “Mister, can you drive me

not. You look bad. You’d better hurry

“I...”

escort

She said,

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

nurse didn't know how to

the drip take? I need to work

five hours. It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss,

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

me if you need any

“Sure.”

Sherry leaned against the chair and

were affected by her, she