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...”

seeing that he wanted to say something but hesitated.

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

waved him goodbye. Then she hailed

walk to that woman, who

exhaled and

Brandon was still in

her own relationship was also a mess, just like him. They dated to please their

she didn’t mind

for dinner. To

went a

could accept to date him to get

she would be treated

She felt offended.

home, to vent her anger, Sherry bought a lot of barbecue

on Stella’s door, she recalled Clarence’s ice-berg face, so she decided

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

the filming the following day, Sherry tried her

because of the pain. Her mind

taxi stopped in front

her forehead. She said with a pale face, “Mister, can you

You look

“I...”

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

drip. She said,

refuse weakly. “I’m fine. Not that serious. I feel

nurse didn't know how to

long will the drip

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

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

nodded. “Okay. Call me if you need any

“Sure.”

was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair

the filming tomorrow were affected by her, she would