"I'm innocent."
"That's for me to decide." Cayenne blurted, taking a seat on the chair that Stefan gave her. "So, tell me the story."
"Stefan didn't tell you?"
At the mention of her beloved's name, Cayenne's fingers twitched in annoyance. "You have no right to mention my husband's name. That's Mr. Dumrique for you."
Leaving her to deal with this woman that caused him so much headache, Stefan sat on the side without uttering a single word.
The woman looked at him several times but his expression remained stoic which stressed the woman even more.
"Are you not going to tell her about our affair?"
Silence.
Stefan remained silent like what he promised to Cayenne. Although he was partly responsible for what was happening, he would rather defy the gods than defy the order of his wife. She told him to shut his mouth and he's doing that.
