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...”

wanted to say something but hesitated. She answered, “No worries. I

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

waved him goodbye. Then she hailed a

Brandon walk to that

exhaled and

knew Brandon was still

also a mess, just like him. They

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 for his regret, he

a bit too

could accept to date him

she couldn’t accept that she would

She felt offended.

a lot of barbecue skewers from a

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

after eating them all and drinking the beer, she had tummy trouble. At midnight, she

filming the following day, Sherry tried her best

her which hospital, Sherry couldn’t utter any word because of the pain.

stopped

more sweat oozing on her forehead. She said

afraid not. You look bad. You’d better

“I...”

her get off, escort her into the hospital, and handed

drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why don’t you call your family over to

“I’m fine. Not that serious. I feel much better after the

nurse didn't know

the drip

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

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

nurse nodded. “Okay. Call me

“Sure.”

Sherry leaned against

the filming tomorrow were affected by her, she would beat herself