Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Her voice was low, but Daniel heard her clearly.

His heart was in such great pain as it was being stabbed, but it was beat even stronger.

So, that’s what this was about.

Daniel swallowed briefly. He reached out his hand to gently lifted her head. He said with his eyes fixed on hers, “I’m so sorry.”

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, Sherry could not stare directly at him, so she looked sideways: “How can you say sorry again? It’s not your responsibility that you don’t like me. You don’t need to apologize for this.”

Daniel whispered, “I’m not saying sorry because I don’t like you. Instead, I have never directly responded to your feelings, and as a result, there was a misunderstanding between us.”

Sherry got a little confused when she heard it. She asked him with tears in her eyes, “What do you mean?”

“If I don’t like you, I won’t be around you all the time. If I don’t like you, I wouldn't have sex with you. If I don’t like you, I wouldn't...”

Wouldn't want the baby…

“It’s just that at the time, I didn’t think it was the most important thing in my life. I thought I could keep everything in balance.”

She was already in a haze from the alcohol, and now he was saying all these ambiguous words. After a while, she finally grasped a key point and asked hesitantly, “It was ‘at that time’... and what about now?”

Daniel chuckled, “Now I realize that love comes from inside one’s heart that can’t be stopped or measured. So, I can’t control it.

Sherry’s eyes opened wide as if she still did not understand.

Daniel twitched his lips, put his hand on the back of her neck and kissed her.

She remained seated on the ground in that position with her pupils more dilated.

But this kiss didn’t last long.

It was only a gentle touch of lips and soon parted.

Daniel sighed, “Go to sleep and we'll talk about it tomorrow.”

He couldn't take advantage of her while she’s drunk.

sure whether she’d remember what

what, these things should be explained while she

looked at him silently. Her

got up and took

to leave when his neck

looked up at her face and saw that her eyes were bright and misty, glistening

“What’s wrong?” His voice was

“I couldn’t fall asleep.”

also make one

at the pouring rain. “Shall I get you some

“No.”

“So…”

his lips were touched by something

raised her head slightly and slowly closed

strange yet romantic hotel, the heavy rain outside,

to

the bed and deepened

her in

afraid she would regret it

had been dizzy, was now unexpectedly

concern, she said, “I’m drunk, not

romantic encounter and had a charming affair in a place

words came through the gap between their lips, “It can

sense from the heated head.

and said,

eventually found a box on

that everything

sound of rain also covered up all the amatory

to quietness after a

head on Daniel’s arm and turned her back

looked at her, asking, “Still

she answered, feeling her

she was exhausted, but she