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…”

remark was cut short by a hand placed behind her neck and a set of lips with a slight cigarette smell pressed against hers;

burnt off. His fingers caressed the back of her neck as he asked, "Come back

pushed him away, saying,

who started it.”

and stared at the cigarette box. “It should be me who is

for you,” he murmured as he took her hand in

a movie; why were you so serious?”

Sometimes I feel sorry for

“Sometimes?”

not it always the

closed her mouth as she

then drew her hands back, saying, "Don't

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

said as she was

“All right," he answered.

and stretched her hand,

lighter and cigarette box

and said, "Okay, I'm going,

something was

idea why a movie had such an influence

“All right,” Clarence said.

cigarette and

didn't drive tonight, so

sides abruptly went out, and the surrounding area went

brilliant light flashed from behind her as she attempted to turn on the torch on her

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

walking forward without reaching for

were enough to guide her through

this hour, she didn't feel

arrived at the garden with lights and

a few seconds after she texted

the study room was wide open as she

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