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...”

but hesitated. She answered, “No

of relief upon hearing it. He let go of

him goodbye. Then she hailed a

car, she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who

and

still in touch

just like

didn’t mind it at

she could tell it was Brandon’s ex-girlfriend wanting to come to the restaurant for dinner.

a

could accept to date him to get

she

She felt offended.

vent her anger, Sherry bought a lot of barbecue skewers from a

the food and beers with Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face, so she decided

after eating them all and drinking the beer, she had

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

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

the taxi stopped

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

answered, “Miss, I’m afraid not. You look bad. You’d better

“I...”

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

her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She

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

know how

the drip take?

nurse answered, “Probably four to five hours. It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss, you should ask for a day

she spoke, Sherry

“Okay. Call me if you need any

“Sure.”

leaned against

were affected by her, she