五月激情婷婷

Chapter 222 - CAYENNE WAS JEALOUS?

Stefan stiffened when he heard that voice as well. He's very familiar with it since he grew up listening to her. He didn't expect that she'd be in Italy, too.

"Can you give me a moment? I'll check on the person outside." Stefan laid her on the bed and kissed her forehead. "I'll be right back."

"Okay." Cayenne replied without making any fuss. 'So, what if it's another woman? She can just give up because I'm married to him. Stefan would never betray me.' Cayenne thought to herself while watching her man left to deal with his guest.

Cayenne wanted to go out and see but she felt that eavesdropping won't do her any good. She decided to just wait for him to explain.

She waited for half an hour since he promised he'd be right back. Half an hour became one but Stefan didn't come back yet. She continued to wait. Instead of sleeping, she was bugged with anxiety from waiting. They arrived around 2 o'clock in the afternoon and now, when she was checking the time, it was almost 5 o'clock.

"Did he just abandon me for a woman?" Cayenne whispered this question to herself. Her self confidence was slowly crumbling. "I might be his wife but not many people knew about it. If he divorced me and marry someone else, it won't matter to anyone. They wouldn't even know that Stefan married a second time." Her thoughts were slowly chipping her trust away. As the time went by, she couldn't help but sigh. 'Alright. I may have promised that I'd never leave him but I also told him that I'd set him free if he likes someone else.'

Cayenne tucked her head under the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep. 'I wish I'd never wake up after this.'

Stefan came home around seven in the evening with a smile on his face. He was expecting to see Cayenne awake at this time but when he arrived, the house was quiet and the food in the dining table was left untouched. They were already cold.

"Suli, did my wife look for me?"

The head servant shook her head as she said, "She never came out of your room ever since you put her there. When I called her for dinner, she didn't answer me, too. I had been checking on her every fifteen minutes but she wasn't making any noise. The door is locked so, we cannot force our entry. Sorry, sir."

"No need to apologize. I'll just go and check on her. Can you ask Dani to make new dishes for dinner? Just three dishes, a rice and a soup would be fine. No need for extravagant meal for now."

"Yes, sir."

Stefan went upstairs and the door was indeed locked from the inside. He unlocked the door but it still won't open, which means, Cayenne locked the door with the latches and the chain lock.

"Ayen, it's me. Can you open the door?"

Cayenne was wide awake at this point but she didn't open the door. She was out in the veranda, looking up into the dark sky, watching the twinkling stars and the bright moon.

"Ayen, I'm home. Can you please open the door? I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise." There was no response from her at all.

Let with no choice, Stefan went to the guest room right beside the master bedroom and opened the huge closet. There was a small passage inside the closet which would be enough for a man to get in. He crawled and crawled, until he reached the other end. He removed the small wooden cover in front of him and got outside of the passage. Then, he stepped out of the wardrobe of the master bedroom.

He didn't find her on the bed and the bathroom was also open. He walked towards the veranda and there she was, looking so lost and broken.

"Ayen." He called her name softly. She turned around to see him but she didn't say anything. "Ayen, I'm sorry." There was no response from her. "I know I'm wrong for not keeping my promise. I told you that I'd be back right away but I didn't." She didn't comment or even gave him a side glance. He hugged her from the back but she didn't react at all. Even when he kissed her neck, she didn't do anything at all.

After almost five minutes of silence, Cayenne spoke. "I'm fine. You don't have to be sorry at all. I'm sure something came up and you couldn't get away from it. I understand."

"You're not angry?"

"I'm not."

"Why didn't you open the door when I called you?"

"I didn't hear you."

"Why didn't you say anything when I was talking to you?"

"I was listening."

"Why didn't you react when I hugged you and kissed you?"

"I didn't feel anything."

Stefan was certain, his wife is angry. "I'm really sorry. I'll make it up to you, okay? I'll give you a tour tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Let's go down and eat. I'm hungry."

"I'm not hungry. You can go and eat by yourself. I don't need to feed you, right?"

"I want you to feed me."

"Are you disable?"

"Then, will you feed me if I'm disabled?" Stefan asked and was about to throw a punch on the wall to disable his hands.

"You're crazy." Cayenne muttered and pulled him away from the veranda to go downstairs.

Stefan was happy that Cayenne was feeding him but he can tell that Cayenne was slowly giving up on their relationship. 'Did she think I have relationship with Sabrina? Is she jealous?' Stefan frowned at the last question and dismissed it. 'There's no way she'd be jealous. She wasn't even jealous when I gave the phone, which was meant for her, to someone else. But what if she's really jealous?'

Stefan couldn't help but smile knowing that his wife was jealous. If his guess was true then, he just experience what she's like when she's jealous because of some other woman.