Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 813

On the other end of the phone, Lina said, "What's wrong?"

Sherry paused for a few seconds before saying, "Nothing, thank you."

Hanging up the phone, she switched on her computer and sorted through the photos.

Sherry had meant to ask Lina how she had found her phone number, but it seemed that she shouldn’t take the trouble to ask.

After selecting the most satisfying photos she had taken and sending them over, Sherry closed the computer and went into the bathroom.

When she got out of the shower, Sherry couldn't sleep and cleaned up the house. Before long, a faint glow tinted the sky in the distance.

She sat down in front of her computer and worked on the pictures she hadn't finished retouching.

It was a knock at the door that connected her with the outside world again.

Stella had thought Stella was still asleep when she left this morning, so she hadn't called her. But she couldn't let Sherry stay asleep just like that, so she ordered her lunch online.

Sherry took the paper bag from the deliveryman and sat down as she messaged Stella.

Her eyes widened as she caught sight of the time on her computer screensaver.

It was almost twelve o'clock!

Her plane would take off at 2 pm.

Sherry quickly ate her lunch, fixed her hair, and didn't have time to pack her clothes, so she grabbed the suitcase she'd brought back from London, hastily stuffed two more clothes in it and left.

By the time she arrived at the airport, it was already a little past one o'clock.

She was running wild the whole time, from check-in to safety inspection.

And she finally managed to get on the plane just before it took off.

As the plane taxied, Sherry sent a message to her mother before turning off her phone and leaning against the window.

It was probably because she hadn't slept for so long and after a whole morning of working and a desperate run, she finally felt sleepy at this point.

She slept until the plane landed.

City N was only a three-hour flight away from her home.

When she got off the plane, Sherry yawned as she walked outside, while turning on her phone and clicking on the voice message from her mother.

"Why did you come back so suddenly and not tell me earlier? Your dad and I were going to visit you at City N in a few days. But are you on the plane now? I think you'll arrive in time for dinner, right? What would you like to eat? I'll ask your dad to get it and make it for you tonight."

Sherry also sent a voice message, "Mom, I just got off the plane. I'll just eat whatever you cook."

After thinking for a while, Sherry continued, "Mom, have you been in touch with Uncle Bennett lately? Can you ask him to come over for dinner tonight? I have to ask him for a favor."

Not long after this message was sent, her mother called, "What do you want with Uncle Bennett?"

Sherry reached out to stop the taxi, "I have something to see him about. I'll tell you more when I get back."

"Your father was playing chess with him yesterday. Uncle Bennett is working the night shift today, so he can't come over for dinner. If you need anything, just look for him directly at the hospital tomorrow."

"Okay, I know."

Her mother added, "Sherry, the son of a friend in our neighborhood is a university teacher who gets off work early and has time to come over for dinner. How about asking him to join us?"

Sherry was speechless.

She said, "If you really ask him to come, I'll buy a plane ticket and leave now."

"Okay, I won't call him. I've made your favorite steak. Hurry back and don't get delayed on the way."

"Got it. I'm already in the car. See you later, bye."

Hanging up the phone, Sherry let out a long breath.

She had a hunch that nothing good would happen when she came back this time ...

She might as well hurry up and finish her business and leave.

There was a bit of traffic on the way home, and it was just about 7 pm when Sherry arrived home.

She opened the door, "Mom and Dad, I'm going back ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw a man standing in front of her.

The man was about five feet five and she couldn't tell whether he was strong or fat, but he looked like a nice and honest fella.

Sherry said, "You are..."

The man greeted, "Hello, my name is Elliot Ford. You're Mrs. Perry's daughter, right?"

The corner of Sherry's mouth twitched and she nodded in response, "Hello."

At this time, Mrs. Perry came out of the kitchen, "Sherry, you're back. This is Elliot. He's very nice. When I went to the supermarket just now, I bought too much stuff, so he helped me carry them back without saying a word. If it wasn't for him, I would have broken my leg again."

She turned to Elliot, "Thank you for today. Please stay for dinner."

Before Elliot could answer, Sherry immediately said, "My mother's cooking is not good. You'd better not try it, lest you get sick from eating it."

She had already said that, so Elliot couldn't stay any longer. "Mrs. Perry, sorry. I have to leave first."

He nodded towards Sherry before he left.

Sherry walked him to the door, "Thank you for today."

Closing the door behind her, Mrs. Perry said unkindly, "How could you say that about me!"

Sherry said, "You're blaming me? I've told you not to introduce me to anyone."

"Okay, okay, I did this for the sake of you. Elliot is a nice kid. His parents live in our neighborhood. I know him very well. He's a university teacher and has a stable job. Isn't he good enough?"

Sherry could barely breathe and couldn't even speak.

That's not about whether he was good enough or not.

At that moment, Sherry's father came from the living room and said to his wife, "Why are you quarrelling again? Your soup is still cooking."

Mrs. Perry jumped with a start and ran to the kitchen in a hurry. "Oh, my soup!"

Mr. Perry pulled Sherry away, "Don't bother with your mother. At her age, many people are expecting grandchildren. Some people's daughters are having their second and third children. She is anxious to see that you don't even have a boyfriend yet."

When he mentioned this, Sherry said after a moment of silence, "If she really likes children so much, can't I just adopt one?"

Mr. Perry patted her on the shoulder, "What are you talking about? I won't urge you. It's just that if there's a suitable one, you can try to get along with him. We've asked around about Elliot. He's only had one girlfriend, and he doesn't have any bad history. He's honest, and gives all the money he earns to his mother. Moreover, He's home whenever he's on holiday and doesn't go out and play around."

"But I like to go out and play around."

Mr. Perry didn't know how to reply to that.

Sherry sat down on the sofa, "Don't worry about me. I know what I'm doing."

After a while, her father said, "If you don't like Elliot, then you can find someone else. Tell me instead, what type do you like?"

Sherry picked up an orange on the coffee table and peeled it, while saying casually, "I like a handsome man who can play music, preferably a mixed-race man, so that our baby will be cuter."