Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After the movie, it was half-past eleven.

Stella stated, "I need to go home now."

“I'll send you,” Clarence stated in low tones.

“Okay.”

Clarence stayed mute for the entire journey. The film seemed to have a profound effect on him.

Stella smiled as she rolled down the window, letting the chilly breeze brush her face.

After some time, when the car arrived at the Steward's residence, Stella unbuckled the belt and reached for the door.

She turned as soon as her hand was on the handle and said, "I'm going."

“Would you like me to send you in?” Clarence said slowly.

“... Forget about it,” and she got out of the car.

She came to a halt after a few steps and turned to face Clarence, who did not appear to be going.

Stella believed she heard someone using the lighter as she walked away.

Clarence was, in fact, smoking.

Clarence swiftly waved his palm in front of her, attempting to sweep away the smokes noticing she came back out of a sudden. “What made you turn around?”

Stella fixed her gaze on him, her hands resting on the window frame next to him.

Clarence was perplexed.

After seeing that movie, the way she looked at him felt odd. Being gazed at made him feel uneasy. Stella inquired, "Something troubling you?" when he tried to look away.

“What could trouble me?” Clarence defended himself.

“An internet test claimed that if a pair stares at each other for more than fifteen seconds, they will start kissing, but you were avoiding me, is anything troubling you?”

“Was that a hint?”

“Err…”

neck and a set of lips with a slight cigarette smell pressed against hers;

cigarette bud almost burnt off. His fingers caressed the back

pushed him away, saying, "In your

who started it.” Clarence

was only...” Stella gave up and stared at the cigarette box. “It should be me who is

he murmured as he took her

was just a movie; why were you so serious?” Stella stated.

sorry for

“Sometimes?”

not it

mouth as she saw

back, saying, "Don't waste your time here, I'm going

drew her back down for another round

she

he answered.

worried and stretched her

and cigarette box on her

grinned and said, "Okay, I'm going, be cautious on the

only when something was truly

no idea why a movie had such an influence

“All right,” Clarence said.

went in with the cigarette and lighter

drive tonight,

walked, the street lights on both sides abruptly went out, and the surrounding

she attempted to turn on the torch on

from the vehicle behind her. Stella's face lit up when

continued walking forward without reaching

the car were enough to

this route at this hour,

with lights and

off a few seconds after she texted

set her mobile aside and saw the study room was wide open as she came up

it was a habit or a preventative precaution, preventing her from entering. But the study