The old Stella Grace would have been intimidated.
Jasper Milton scrutinized her with an intense gaze.
She remained calm.
She asked with a smile, "You are troubled by the thought, aren't you?"
Jasper tried to discern her reaction.
It was in vain.
She just smiled winsomely, as if it didn't matter to her.
Jasper held her gaze. "Is it true?"
"The past is in the past. You don't have to care about it so much.
It is meaningless to know whether we have loved each other in the past.
Perhaps, I was the only one who was in love?
As time goes by, any impetuous thoughts should stay in that impetuous past," Stella said jokingly.
"Stop talking nonsense. I only want to know if we dated before?" Jasper said in a serious tone.
Stella paused for a moment and answered, "No, we didn't."
Jasper glared at her. "Is it fun to talk so much nonsense? Do you think I have time to listen to your story?"