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…”

a set of

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

him away, saying, "In

started it.” Clarence gave

the cigarette box. “It should be me who

feel terrible for you,” he murmured as he took

movie; why were you so

Sometimes I feel sorry for you.”

“Sometimes?”

it always

her mouth as she

her hands back, saying, "Don't

on her and drew her back down for another round of kisses. “You may go in now,” he

said as she

right," he

her hand, "Give it

and cigarette box on

said, "Okay, I'm going,

smoked only when something was truly

movie had such an influence on

“All right,” Clarence said.

with the cigarette

tonight, so she

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

flashed from behind her as she attempted to

the vehicle behind her. Stella's face lit up

reaching

from the car were enough to guide her through the entire walk.

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

arrived at the garden with lights

few seconds after she texted him.

aside and saw the study room was wide open as she

her from entering. But the study room