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...”

looked back, seeing that he wanted to say something but hesitated. She answered, “No worries.

go of her. “I’ll deal with it

him goodbye. Then she hailed a cab

Brandon walk to that woman, who had a complacent

and

Brandon was still

mess, just like him. They dated to please their

mind it

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 brought

went a

could accept to date him

she couldn’t accept that she would be

She felt offended.

her anger, Sherry bought a

and beers with Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face, so she decided not to

had tummy trouble. At midnight,

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

utter any word because of the pain.

the taxi stopped

on the entrance, more sweat oozing on her forehead.

driver answered, “Miss, I’m afraid not. You look

“I...”

her get off, escort her into

asked Sherry about her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why don’t

fine. Not that serious. I feel much better after

know

drip take?

“Probably four to five hours. It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss, you

spoke, Sherry regretted it a lot. “Thank you so much. I can be with

nodded. “Okay. Call me

“Sure.”

nurse was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair and

by