She's My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 42 - LET\'S GO TO THE ALTAR

"Can we just go home? I still need to do my work."

"Just stay here. I won\'t deduct your salary."

"Staying here will cause you to spend more money on me."

"When I tell you to stay, just stay. Stop talking and rest."

Cayenne was left with no other choice. She can sense that he was angry and she didn\'t want to make things worse. She shifted her body and turned her back on him. She didn\'t want to see the angry expression on his face.

When two dumb people fall in love, they will end up hurting each other because they weren\'t honest to themselves. They don\'t even know what exactly they feel.

The doctor came back after half an hour as she promised and Cayenne went through the test that she needed after Stefan insisted her to take them. As long as he won\'t deduct her salary, she was willing to take the tests. For her, the money that she earned would be for her family. She already stopped thinking about herself and that included her health.

After all the tests that she took, she was diagnosed with stomach ulcer which was what she expected. Stefan clenched his hand into a tight fist on his side. He promised to protect her, to make sure that she won\'t be put in harm\'s way but, he was doing the opposite.

"Can I go home now?" Cayenne asked again. They have lost count to the number of times that she asked this question from the moment she woke up.

"Let\'s go back home after I finish the discharge process." Stefan informed her.

The doctor left them alone with a little confusion her mind. She denied her relationship with Stefan but Stefan didn\'t say anything. The man had been doing his best to take care of her but she was trying her best not to owe anything from him. The doctor was totally confused but she didn\'t say a thing. Aside from that, she had no idea who Stefan was. She just got back from UK and she didn\'t know the people in City A that well. She didn\'t pay attention to social media as well. All she does was making a great job with her medical skills. Other things don\'t matter to her.

Stefan sat on the chair once again and had his arms crossed over his chest. "Let\'s talk before I go and have you discharged from here."

"Talk about what?"

"I don\'t like this. I don\'t like us arguing. I don\'t like you keeping secrets from me. I don\'t like you being my employee. I-"

"Then, should I quit?"

"No. I don\'t want you to quit. I don\'t you to go."

Cayenne got up from bed and sat up straight in front. "Sir Stefan, I will only do whatever you say. Besides, I\'m just a mere employee. You have the power over me, right?"

"Stop calling me sir. And I don\'t want to have this power over you. Ayen, can\'t we just go back to how we were doing before? We were doing just fine. I know I said something wrong and I\'m really sorry about that. I don\'t want you to feel that I\'m overpowering you. I don\'t want you to think that I\'m using my riches to belittle you. Ayen, can you please forgive me?"

Cayenne looked at him. She can see his sincerity but she was still having a hard time to come to his terms. They were a complete opposite and that\'s what makes things difficult between them.

"Ayen?" Stefan called her name to get her attention because she was spacing out in front of him.

"Stefan, what you\'re asking is impossible."

"Why? We did it before so, why is it impossible now?"

"Because I\'m starting to have doubts in you." Cayenne answered honestly. "I innocently believed in your words before. I honestly thought that we could be friends. I put my trust in you. However, I just come to realize that I was being foolish. No matter what you say, it won\'t change the fact that I\'m just a poor employee who sleeps with you to make money. You and I will never be friends."

"Why not? Chris and I are friends even though if he\'s my employee. What makes it different when it comes to you?"

"You and Chris have been together for how long? A year? Two years? Five years? And how long have we been working together? A week. I have so little knowledge of you. Well, I don\'t really want to know anything about you since that\'s a private matter. Even so, there\'s this very large gap between us."

"But Ayen, friendship isn\'t measured through the length of time we\'ve known each other. It only depends on you and me."

Cayenne was stumped with his words. She was still having a hard time to accept his words. Stefan moved his chair closer to her bed and held her hands with his. "What are you doing?" Cayenne questioned with a surprised expression crossing her face. She was trying her best to pull back her hands but Stefan clasped them and even linked their fingers.

"I promise that I will never talk about my wealth. I promise I will answer whatever question you want to ask and know about me. I promise I will never let any harm befall on you. I promise to take care of you. I promise that you will I won\'t see any other woman while we\'re staying together. I promise I will make sure that your reputation isn\'t ruined. I promise-"

"Stop!" Cayenne wanted to cover his mouth but he was holding her hands. Her face felt so hot and she couldn\'t look at him straight in the eyes. "Stefan, stop it! Don\'t make any weird promises with me. We\'re not in front of the altar."

"Then, how about we go to the altar in the morning?"