Chapter 38 - HIS REAL THOUGHTS BEHIND HIS ACTIONS I
Chapter 38 - HIS REAL THOUGHTS BEHIND HIS ACTIONS I
Jessie followed their boss' social media account which, in the past years, it only contains information about his projects and business information. Though, they had a brief idea of the possible message he received. Nonetheless, seeing the striking and different post among all others, many people were utterly surprised.
Jessie and Manager Kim were one of them. The two knew about Cayenne's relationship with the boss but they were still uncertain about it since Cayenne didn't say anything and she firmly denied her connection with their boss. And now, they were thinking that it might be a one-sided feeling from their boss to Cayenne.
"Is he serious about her?" Jessie questioned their manager. They were eating in their employee's lounge and since they were keeping a secret they couldn't mention any name in front of their colleagues. They were the only ones who knew of their subjects.
"I am not certain about that. Maybe he likes her since he's been doing so many things behind her back just to help her. However, you also knew of his reputation, right? It would be bad if she gets hurt because of him. Many things will be affected."
"That's for sure." Jessie replied. "I also have this little hope that things will work out between them."
"Hopefully it would."
The other employees were looking at them. They never knew that Jessie and their manager were this close. It was a new sight for all of them.
After lunch, Cayenne took this chance to borrow Kyle's phone. She wanted to surf in the web for a short time just to pass her time. Another reason was to keep her mind busy and stop it from thinking with her boss' face. He had been invading her braincells several times in this past few days and she was getting tired about it. It's just a week since she started sleeping with him and many things happened.
She couldn't allow herself to fall in love with him. She would never let that happen. She searched for movies online and Kyle helped her with it. She wasn't really a techy person and she didn't really like the new phones that were being sold in the community right now.? All she needed was to send a message and call. And she can do all these with her old phone.
Their mother wanted to sleep in the afternoon so, they let her rest for a while. Cayenne watched a movie and her brothers were playing a mobile game. They would take turns every time the game is over. The room was so peaceful and no one bothered them, too. 𝘧𝗿ee𝚠𝙚𝙗𝑛o𝚟𝐞l.𝐜૦𝗺
Arthur didn't come that day, and to Cayenne, that's a blessing. She didn't want him to always come over. Even though they had come to terms, she would still feel awkward.
Time passed by quickly and the sun was about to set as over the west horizon. Street lamps started to light up and many people were preparing to come home. One of them was Stefan. He was sitting on the taxi car, waiting for Cayenne to send him a message. They talked about it this morning but he was having a little doubt now. She might not want to come home with him.
Instead of picking her with his car, he went together with the taxi driver again. This way, Cayenne would never think that he was picking her up. And he was right!
Cayenne didn't contact him but she contacted the taxi driver that she'd be coming out from Gate 5 in a few minutes. The driver was already for almost ten minutes now with Stefan. He looked towards the man sitting on the backseat with his hands clasped together and placed over his left knee. f𝓇𝘦e𝑤𝘦𝚋𝒏૦ѵℯ𝒍.c𝐨𝒎
He looked calm yet domineering as he glanced outside the window from time to time. It was obvious that he was waiting for his girlfriend.
Cayenne came out running while checking her phone for the time. She was running late since she still talked with her mother's doctor. She still needed to cook dinner when she gets home. She opened the car door immediately and got inside. Only then to find out that Stefan really came to pick her up.
"Hi." She greeted him and closed the door slowly.
"How's your day?" Stefan asked softly while looking at her with a faint smile.
"It's fine. I had a great time."
"I'm glad to know that." Stefan mumbled. "Let's go home."
The driver drove the car out and left. The car stayed silent during the whole trip and no one had the intention to break it. Cayenne kept looking outside the window, avoiding his gaze.
Stefan looked the other way as well, making them look like they were fighting. Basically, they were still in a cold war because of what happened this morning. Cayenne was still bothered by it and seeing him now, it just worsened everything.
They finally arrived home after almost an hour because of the heavy traffic. Cayenne thanked the driver after getting out and followed Stefan inside the house right after. He was holding a paper bag with some mobile phone print on it and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.
"Ayen, can we talk?" Stefan called for her attention before she can change her shoes to her slippers.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"This morning –"
"Oh! That? You don't have to worry about that. You were actually right about what you said. Even if you wanted to talk about it, it wouldn't really change anything."
"But I don't want to be right about that. I thought we're friends."
"Right. I thought the same but I guess, we aren't really suited to become friends. A poor woman and wealthy man should remain in employer-employee relationship. In this way, what happens in the future won't hurt us badly."
Stefan was stumped for words. He had no idea her words would hurt him so much. She was just an employee. Someone who's helping him cure his insomnia. Someone he could dispose right after getting better. Even though he mentioned that he wouldn't let go of her, he really did have this plan of discarding her after getting what he needed from her.
Although he wouldn't disrespectfully discard her, he was still planning to end their set up. Everything was just for his own benefit. The real reason why he didn't want the media to look into Cayenne's identity was because, he didn't want to become a laughing stock.