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,

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

smiled and waved him goodbye. Then

the car, she saw Brandon walk to that woman, who

exhaled and withdrew

knew Brandon was still in touch

mess, just like him. They dated

she didn’t mind it

come to the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their

went a

accept to date him to get to know

she would be treated as

She felt offended.

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

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

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

tried her best to get up and hailed a

word because of the pain. Her mind

stopped

raised her head and checked on the entrance, more sweat oozing on her forehead. She said with a pale

I’m afraid not. You look

“I...”

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

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

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

didn't know how to

long will the drip take? I need to

It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss,

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

Call me if you

“Sure.”

leaned against the

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