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…”

hand placed behind her neck and a set of lips with a slight cigarette smell pressed against hers; the kiss quickly became

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

pushed him away,

started it.” Clarence gave

cigarette box. “It should be me who

for you,” he murmured as he took

was just a movie; why were you so

I feel sorry for

“Sometimes?”

it always the

mouth as she saw Clarence's

hands back, saying, "Don't waste your

back down for another round of kisses. “You may

she was

he answered.

worried and stretched her hand,

the lighter and cigarette box on

"Okay, I'm going, be cautious

something was truly troubling

had no idea why a movie had such an influence on

“All right,” Clarence said.

with the cigarette

tonight, so

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

behind her as she attempted

from the vehicle

walking forward without reaching

were enough to guide her through the entire walk.

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

lights

vehicle lights went off a few seconds after

her mobile aside and saw the study room was wide

wasn't sure if it was a habit or a preventative precaution, preventing her from entering. But the study room