Chapter 18 - CAN WE TALK?

After few minutes, Stefan came out again. Though his hair wasn't completely dried, there was no droplets of water as well. It was just a little damp. He pulled out his chair and sat on it so that he can eat. Cayenne placed the glass of apple juice in front of him and took a seat across him as well.

"Sorry for lecturing you earlier." Cayenned spoke slowly and softly. "I didn't mean to do it that way. I was just a little worried."

"That's fine. I have never had anyone who showed concern for me. It's a little sudden but I am not angry."

"Thank you."

Stefan just chuckled and took the platter of rice. "Don't think too much about it. Let's eat." He placed some rice on his plate and gave it to Cayenne after. "What made you decide to cook?"

"It's not good to always buy some take outs. At the same time, I can't just wait for you to come home and cook all the time. Since I always come here ahead of you, it would be better for me to cook our food."

"I see. Then, I'll leave our dinner to you. I would often come home late due to work but I'll try to come home as early as I could to have dinner with you."

"Okay. That's fine with me." She agreed immediately. At the end of the day, she was paid a lot of money just by sleeping with him. He was true to his words as well. Even though he was hugging her to sleep, he didn't do anything more than that.

"Do we still have enough groceries? I didn't check it this morning and I don't think I bought enough for a week."

"It can last until Friday." Cayenne answered him.

"You will be going to the hospital this weekend to visit your mother, right? Can we buy some groceries on Saturday night after I pick you up?"

"Sure. I don't mind."

"How was your work today? Were you able to adjust to your new job?"

"Hn. Celine was very good to me. The work wasn't hard as well. I can see that it was better than being a receptionist."

"Really?"

"Yes. I often got difficult customers to handle when I was still a receptionist. Now, Celine would just allow me to come out once the guests has left."

"I'm glad that you are doing fine." Stefan commented while eating the food heartily. "These are delicious. I don't think I'll regret giving you the task of cooking our dinner."

"I'm happy that you like it. I'll make sure to cook our dinner deliciously." Cayenne promised with a smile. Even her eyes formed into a crescent moon as if they were smiling at him as well.

The two of them shared their food and ate happily. They talked about work and other stuff but Cayenne never asked anything about him. She didn't want him to think that she was prying on to his life. If he shared something, she would listen. If he asked her something, she would answer him. If he asked for her opinion, she would tell him. She just wouldn't ask him anything about his business or whatever he does every day.

"I'll wash the dishes since you cooked for our meal. You can take a rest first." Stefan told her after eating.

"Thank you. I'll leave it to your care. I'll just take a shower." She left him and went to their room to take a shower. She didn't bring any sleeping clothes since Stefan bought so many clothes for her. She only brought some casual clothes and a change of underwear.

The moment she was done taking a shower, Stefan was also done washing the dishes. He dried them before putting them back inside the organizer. "It is just our second day but I felt a little worried for the future. What should I do if ever she would want to leave?" Stefan questioned himself while holding the dry cloth and the glass that she used earlier. "Will she stay with me if I raise her salary after a year?"

When you find something precious and useful, you would never want to let it go. That's how he felt at that moment. Cayenne was someone that he couldn't just let go specially that she's the only one who can help him sleep. "I don't love her so, it would be difficult to keep her with me. Well, let's leave it to the future. If the day comes that she'd want to leave, that's the time I'll figure out what to do."

Many people say that wealthy men don't have worries and that they can do and get everything that they want since they've got money. They tend to forget that they're human as well. They've got emotions and feelings. There were things that would make them worry as well.

Cayenne dried her hair while waiting for Stefan. In her mind, she was just a dispensable tool to Stefan and she was ready to be rid of at any moment. "I just hope he won't throw me out soon. I really need the money." All she could think of was money for her mother's treatment, money for the apartment rent, money for her siblings' school, money for grocery and money for other bills. She never thought of herself. She didn't care about herself. She just wanted to keep her family no matter what happens to her.

It was already a blessing that Stefan wasn't abusive and he didn't maltreat her either. In fact, he had been very kind to her. She was sitting on the bed while holding the hair dryer. She was looking outside the window even though there was nothing interesting in there.

"Why is my life like this?" she mumbled softly, and since the room was in complete silence, when Stefan opened the door, he heard the words that left her mouth.

"Are you okay?" he asked her even though he knew that she was not. "Can we talk?"

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"Is there something wrong?" Cayenne asked him with a faint smile even though that 'something wrong' was herself.