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.

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

goodbye. Then she hailed a cab

car, she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who had a complacent

exhaled and withdrew

knew Brandon was still in touch with

was also a mess, just like him. They

she didn’t mind

Brandon’s ex-girlfriend wanting to come to the restaurant for dinner.

a

him

accept that she would be treated

She felt offended.

to vent her anger, Sherry bought a lot of

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 to disturb

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

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

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

stopped in

oozing on her forehead. She said with a pale face, “Mister,

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

“I...”

Sherry finished her words, the driver helped her get off, escort her into the hospital, and handed her to

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

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

nurse didn't know

“How long will the drip

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

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

me if you need

“Sure.”

Sherry leaned

affected by her,