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.

a sigh of relief upon hearing it. He let go of

waved him goodbye. Then she

walk to that woman, who had a complacent

and withdrew her

Brandon was still

relationship was also a mess, just like him.

mind

was Brandon’s ex-girlfriend wanting to come to the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past love or make up for his

a bit too

him to get to know him

couldn’t accept that she would be

She felt offended.

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

Before knocking on Stella’s door, she

beer, she had tummy trouble. At

day, Sherry tried her best to get up

any word because of the pain. Her

taxi stopped in front of

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

“Miss, I’m afraid not. You look

“I...”

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

asked Sherry about her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why don’t you call your family over to accompany

her hand to refuse weakly. “I’m fine. Not that serious. I feel much

nurse didn't know how

the drip take? I need to

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

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

me if you need any

“Sure.”

nurse was gone, Sherry leaned

filming tomorrow were affected by her,