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...”

something but hesitated. She answered, “No worries. I won’t tell your

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

Then she hailed a

to that woman, who had a complacent smile on her

exhaled and withdrew

knew Brandon was still in touch with

mess, just like him. They dated to please

she didn’t mind it at

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 Sherry

a bit

to date him to get

accept that she would be treated as a

She felt offended.

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

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

the beer, she had tummy trouble. At midnight, she

to delay the filming the following day, Sherry tried her

utter any word because of the pain. Her mind was also

after, the taxi stopped

the entrance, more sweat oozing on her forehead.

look bad.

“I...”

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

about her symptoms and immediately put her on a drip. She said, “It’s so late now. Why

“I’m fine. Not that

nurse didn't know

the drip take? I need

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

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

nurse nodded. “Okay. Call me if you

“Sure.”

nurse was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair and

were affected by her, she would