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,

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

goodbye. Then she

to that woman, who had a complacent smile

exhaled and withdrew her

Brandon was still in touch with

her own relationship was also a mess, just

she didn’t mind

the restaurant for dinner. To memorize their past love or make up for his regret, he brought Sherry

went a

date him to get to

that she would

She felt offended.

Sherry bought a lot of barbecue skewers from a food stall

Stella. Before knocking on Stella’s

drinking the beer, she had

delay the filming the following day, Sherry tried her best to get up

which hospital, Sherry couldn’t utter any word because of the pain. Her mind was also

the taxi stopped in front of

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

“Miss, I’m afraid not. You look bad. You’d better hurry up

“I...”

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

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

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

know how

the drip take? I need

to five hours. It’ll stop in the early morning. Miss, you should ask for a day

spoke,

nurse nodded. “Okay. Call me

“Sure.”

the nurse was gone, Sherry leaned against the chair and

filming tomorrow were affected by her, she would