She's My Sleeping Pill

Cayenne didn't look at him and didn't say anything. She was afraid. Yes, she's a coward. She's insecure. She's worried. She's got so many things in mind and she didn't know where to start.

Stefan looked at her but since she wasn't saying anything, there's no point in forcing her. Stefan opened the door of the car but he didn't step out. Instead, he gave his car key to the other guard and told him to drive the car home. He wasn't in the mood to drive and it's safer to let the guards drive for them knowing full well that their emotions were in turmoil.

"Let's go back home." Stefan instructed the guards and one after another, they left the golf club.

Cayenne was still silent. She didn't ask Stefan to give her phone back and she was didn't give him a single glance either. When they reached back to city B, instead of going back home, Cayenne told the driver to drop her at the largest mall.

Stefan looked at her and was trying to guess what was in her mind but he just couldn't fathom her this time.

Afraid that she'd run away, Stefan followed Cayenne every step of the way. He made sure that he won't lose sight of her in the middle of the crowd.

Cayenne didn't like shopping that much. Due to poverty and self-discipline, she's become the type of person who won't buy unnecessary things. As long as something is still working, she won't waste her money to buy a replacement. It wasn't until she met Stefan that she's able to shop a lot of times. Even so, she still remained rational and would only buy things that they needed at home.

However, this time was different.

She didn't know how she can vent her frustration and she didn't want to argue with her husband. She didn't want to stress eat as well, afraid that she'd choke to death from the frustration level she was feeling.

She entered the different stores and bought different things. She bought shoes and even without checking it, Stefan knew that they were his size. She bought lots of clothes; both formal and casual. She didn't forget buying him accessories, too. Not just clothes, shoes or accessories but she also went inside the bookstore and bought lots of books.

She likes reading during her vacant time which was why Stefan specifically made a mini library inside her room. Looking at her now, he knew that there will be more books that will be added to her collections.

She didn't just buy things for him or for her. She also bought something for her brothers, her step=dad and his family. Because Cayenne spent most time with them and paid attention to their needs, she's very familiar to the preference of their whole family. She knew which one would look good and which one would not. She knew which was needed and which one belongs to wants.

They spent three hours walking around the mall already and the bodyguards have been going in and out of the mall with so many shopping bags in hands. Stefan didn't try stopping her either. Even when she used his card to pay for the items she bought, he only smiled at her and pretended he didn't see the saleslady swiping his card.

They didn't talk much until her stomach rumbled which stunned both of them. Stefan knew it was time for them to have dinner but Cayenne only looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"There's a Greek restaurant called Philia on the 3rd floor. Let's go there and eat." Stefan suggested and took this chance to intertwine their fingers. He led her to the 3rd floor and looked for the restaurant that he wanted to dine with her. Seeing that she wasn't averting to his hold, Stefan breathed a sigh of relief.

She's just upset but she didn't hate him. She wasn't planning to leave him as well. Deep in his heart, he was so thankful that Cayenne still allowed him to hold her.

As soon as they got inside the restaurant, the bodyguards looked for available spot where they could sit. Stefan pulled a chair for Cayenne and pushed it a little closer to the table when she was seated before sitting on the chair across her.

"Ayen, are you still upset? What am I supposed to do to earn your forgiveness?"

"Nothing." Cayenne mumbled which stunned Stefan. "You don't need to apologize either."

"But I upset you, right?"

"It doesn't matter. Just forget it."

"I won't." Stefan retorted stubbornly. "I won't forget this fact that I upset you. I'm really sorry."

Cayenne took a deep breath and let it out a shaky sigh. "It doesn't really matter anymore. I said that I won't mind it and we both promised that we won't talk about it ever again. But that didn't mean other people won't mention it."

"I know. And I'm truly sorry for what I've done. If I didn't do anything, this wouldn't come back right at me and ruin our relationship."

"Who says our relationship is ruin? I'm just upset but it won't ruin our relationship. Just give me time to adjust myself once again."

"O-okay."

Stefan didn't say anything anymore, behaving like a perfect gentleman as he was trying his best not to upset her furthermore. As usual, he was still attentive to her but Cayenne didn't seem happy at all.

From the beginning until they finished their lunch, she didn't smile at him or had a friendly conversation with him. Their table was shrouded with tension and even the other diners could feel it.

'I wonder if the Dumrique couple got into fight. They don't look happy at all.' One of the customers thought while glancing on their table but not Stefan nor Cayenne noticed this.

Some other diners even posted this and made speculations that the two of them were fighting. Worst case scenario, some thought that they'd be divorcing.

These rumors spread like a wildfire and soon it reached the ears of other people who were close to them. Luiz was the first one to know about it but he didn't believe the news online. He knew perfectly well that if the two of them really argued, they won't be having dinner outside because Cayenne would certainly come back home and lock herself up.. Thus; he concluded that his sister might be upset over something but they were not arguing and most certainly; not divorcing.