Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After coming out of William's office, Sherry took a taxi straight back to the hotel.

As the flight was at 8 pm and it was still early, she packed her things hastily and then flopped down on the bed to

sleep.

She woke up with a start and it was already 3 pm.

It was just about time for her to go to the airport and do some shopping at the duty-free shop.

Sherry got up, went for a shower, and felt a lot less sore and tired.

She dried her hair and got out, then pulled her suitcase and headed out of the hotel.

Sherry was just about to call an Uber when a white sports car pulled up in front of her. As the windows came down,

Daniel's face gradually appeared, "You're going to the airport?"

"Uh..." Sherry said, "Yeah."

Daniel tilted his head and looked at her, "Get in. I'll drive you there."

Sherry forced a careless smile, "I don't want to bother you. I'll just take a taxi myself."

"Didn't you say that the next time I come to City N, you'd show me around?"

Sherry was bewildered by his words for a moment, "What?"

"So, I'm in charge of your trip for these two days."

Sherry still didn't get the logic of this. But it was fine for him to drive her there. She'd save money.

Just as she was hesitating, Daniel had gotten out of the car, taken the luggage from her, and put it in the back.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the side of the road.

Sherry looked around, "This ... isn't the airport, is it?"

Daniel nodded and unbuckled his seatbelt, "The Thames."

"I thought you were taking me to the airport? What's the point of coming here?"

Daniel looked at her, "It's still early. We can go down for a stroll."

Without waiting for Sherry's reply, he had already opened the car door and stepped down.

Sherry had no choice but to follow him.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun-lit river was shimmering beautifully like scattered

diamonds.

In the distance, Trafalgar Square was flocked with pigeons.

To the west, there's Westminster Abbey, a Gothic edifice. Near the bank, the Big Ben is looking down at the people

come and go.

London Eye, the second largest ferris wheel in the world, though looks far less gorgeous and dazzling in the daytime

than it does at night. But under the sun, it's a different kind of beauty.

Within a few minutes, Sherry had already taken a number of photos.

Daniel walked slowly beside her and asked unhurriedly, "How was it? Do you like it?"

Sherry paused in her grip on the camera and didn't say anything.

Daniel continued, "Since you've decided to come here, you shouldn't miss the view. Although every place has its

own landscape, it can never compare to the one you want to visit most in your heart."

Sherry browsed through the photos she had just taken, "I think it's okay. It's pretty much what I thought it would be.

It's nice to have a chance to see it, but I wouldn't be sorry if I missed it."

Daniel stopped walking.

Sherry also looked up, "I’m almost done with the photos. Let's go to the airport. I still have to go to the duty-free

shop to buy something. It'll be too late if we don't get there now."

By the time they got to the airport, it was almost five o'clock.

There wasn't much time left for Sherry to do her shopping.

Getting out of the car, she waved to Daniel, "Thank you. I'll go first ..."

She hadn't finished speaking when Daniel had walked up to her.

Sherry said, "Is there anything else?"

Daniel looked at the airport, "I'll walk you in."

Sherry immediately waved here hands.

"Thank you for your kindness. We're already here. I'll just go in myself."

Daniel stuck one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her without saying anything.

Sherry coughed, withdrew her hand, and pulled her suitcase, "I'm leaving. Bye."

"Wait."

She turned her head and didn’t say anything, but her furrowed brows seemed to being saying, "What's up again?"

Daniel spoke slowly, "I have a gift for you."

Sherry smiled, "No, I don't think so. I've already bothered you the last two days I've been here. I can't things from

you..."

"A souvenir from the hotel. Not a special gift."

Sherry was stunned. A souvenir from a hotel?

In that case, that should be quite meaningful.

Daniel said, "Didn't you get drunk last night and not remember what you said? This souvenir might help you

remember a little."

Sherry suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

Daniel took his hand out of his trouser pocket, grabbed her hand with his other one, and placed something on it.

Sherry looked down, then her eyelids twitched.

There were a lot of people coming and going here, and she was afraid of being seen, so she quickly shove that little

box into her shirt pocket without thinking.

Daniel's expression remained unchanged. "Five in all, and two left. You can take them back for reminiscence."

Sherry was utterly speechless.

She opened her mouth as if to say something to ease the embarrassment, but in this situation, no matter what she

said, it felt a bit like she was desperately trying to find an excuse.

Sherry gripped the handle of her suitcase tightly and tried her best to keep herself composed, "Oh, got it. I'm off.

Bye."

With that, she turned and dragged her suitcase, and ran into the airport as fast as she could.

Daniel watched her back, raised an eyebrow, and slowly smiled.

Only after her figure disappeared from sight did he turn around and drive away.

Sherry went straight to the duty-free shop after going through security and checking in.

There was a lot she wanted to buy, but because of what had just happened, she had forgotten all about it.

Sherry wandered around absentmindedly while buying whatever caught her eye.

After a short while, the mobile phone in Sherry's pocket rang.

She took it out and answered the call, "Stella, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the line, Stella said, "I heard from my dad that you're going back to City N."

Sherry responded, "I'm at the airport now, shopping in the duty-free shops. The flight is at eight o'clock."

Stella said, "Didn't you say you were going to spend a few more days there?"

Sherry sighed silently, "There's not much to do and I'm a bit homesick. Well, by the way, I'm telling you ..."

Sherry looked around and lowered her voice, "I've got your dad's blood sample. As soon as I get back, I'll send it off

for the DNA test. There will be results soon."

Stella was curious, "How did you get it?"

"It's just..." Sherry made a random excuse for fear that Stella would be worried if she knew William's wound had

been healed yet, "The whole thing was a bit unbelievable, but it's great that I got it. I'll talk to you about it when I

get back. Now, I'll keep on with my shopping. Is there anything you want?"

Stella said, "No. Send me your flight information and I'll pick you up."