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 hand placed behind her neck and a set of

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

pushed him away, saying,

started it.” Clarence

and stared at the cigarette box. “It should be

terrible for you,” he murmured as he

why were you so

I feel sorry for you.” Clarence

“Sometimes?”

it

as she

hands back, saying, "Don't

down for another round of

smoking,” she said as she

he

worried and stretched her hand, "Give it to

and cigarette box

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

only when something was truly

a movie had such an

“All right,” Clarence said.

with the cigarette

drive tonight, so

the street lights on both sides abruptly

she attempted to turn

and saw that it was the lights from the vehicle behind her. Stella's face

continued walking forward without reaching for her mobile

car were enough to

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

lights and texted Clarence that she arrived.

few seconds after

mobile aside and saw the study room was wide open as

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