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…”

was cut short by a hand placed behind her neck and a set of lips with a

go when the cigarette bud almost burnt off. His fingers caressed the back of her neck as he

him away, saying, "In

were the one who started it.” Clarence gave a kind

Stella gave up and stared at the cigarette box. “It

terrible for you,” he murmured as

movie; why were you

sorry

“Sometimes?”

it

mouth as she

her hands back, saying, "Don't waste your time

locked his gaze on her and drew her back down for another round of kisses. “You may go in now,” he said after a

as she was

he

stretched her hand, "Give it to

the lighter and cigarette box on

going, be cautious on

only when something

movie had such an influence

“All right,” Clarence said.

with the cigarette and

drive tonight,

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

behind her as she attempted to turn on

the lights from the

continued walking forward without reaching

were enough to guide her through the

route at this hour, she didn't feel lonely but felt

with lights and texted Clarence that

off a few seconds after

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

or a preventative precaution, preventing her from entering. But the study room was always closed and only opened