Stella too felt much better.
She and Allen were better suited to be friends.
They would be friends for a lifetime without any restraints while protecting each other.
She couldn't agree to be with him, and she felt bad to ask him to stay. Paris would be a better place for him to grow.
"You should take a rest first. I'll go out and buy some flowers," Stella said.
Allen smiled and said, "Since it's our last meal together, I want to eat the food you cook."
"How could it be our last meal? You could stop by anytime and I will welcome you with open arms. I will welcome you even if you bring your wife and kids to visit me. You know that you are more than just a friend to me," Stella said very seriously.
Allen smiled. "Well, I'll try my best to bring my beloved daughter here by next year. Then, I'll learn to cook from you so that I could cook for my wife in the future."
