Stella, will you marry me?

She tried his best to keep a distance from him, but he became closer and closer. Stella almost wanted to dig a hole to bury herself. The man firmly locked her in his arms. The more she twisted and struggled, the bigger his smile became. "Woman, if you keep moving like this, there will be a problem." Stella looked at his enlarged handsome face from a close distance and was so scared that she didn't even dare move her fingers. She wasn't stupid, so there is no way she couldn't understand what he meant. What's more, she was so close to his body, so it was obvious that she felt... "I will give you another chance. Will you marry me, Stella?" With such a clear sentence flowing in a silent air, Stella felt as if her brain had been struck by a lightning. That wasn't right. It wasn't raining now, nor there was a clap of thunder. How could she get struck by a lightning? Did she lose her mind after getting soaked in the rain? How could she have heard him say something like that? Was she stupid or