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…”

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

go when the cigarette bud almost burnt off. His fingers caressed the

him away, saying, "In your

one who started it.” Clarence gave a

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

feel terrible for you,” he murmured as he took her hand

why were you so

I feel sorry for

“Sometimes?”

it

closed her mouth as

back, saying, "Don't waste your time

locked his gaze on her and drew her back down for another round of kisses.

smoking,” she said as she was about to

he answered.

and stretched her hand, "Give

lighter and

said, "Okay, I'm going, be

something was truly

why a movie had such an influence on

“All right,” Clarence said.

in with the cigarette and lighter in

tonight, so

street lights on both sides

her as she attempted to turn

the lights from the vehicle behind

forward without reaching for

car were enough to guide her through the

route at this hour, she didn't feel lonely

arrived at the garden with lights and texted

vehicle lights went off a few seconds after she

mobile aside and saw the study room was wide open

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