Cayenne was shocked with his words, making her pause from making strokes on the canvas. The brush that she was holding stayed unmoving on her canvas, leaving a blob of paint which ruined her work. She put down the palette and the brush on the table before turning around to face him.
"What does that have to do with me?" She removed her apron and placed it on the chair while looking nonchalant in front of him. "You should sign it. It'd be bad if you couldn't get back those shares that you wanted." Obviously, she was mocking him but Stefan wasn't upset with her words at all.
"I don't want those shares. I don't want to divorce you."
"Why not? If you can get those shares, you can just buy any woman you like. I'm done with my job. You are doing fine already. You can already sleep without me. So, what else do you want?"
"I want my wife back."
"Sorry, Cayenne Dumrique doesn't live here." Cayenne went back to the house unaffected with his words. She had him fooled her once. She won't let him fool her again. "You can show yourself out Mr. Dumrique. I won't send you off."
"I'm not leaving." Stefan firmly stated and followed her closely into the house. He chased after Cayenne and held her hand to stop her. "Ayen, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for saying those words. I never meant any of those. I was very upset with the fact that you hid your relationship with Jonas but I realized that you have nothing to do with what happened fifteen years ago.
Ayen, please give me another chance."
"I'm also sorry, Mr. Dumrique. The person you want no longer exist. The moment she signed her name on those papers, she already dug out her heart and buried it, together with the love she had for you."
Stefan stood there speechless. He thought that if he admitted his mistakes, Cayenne would forgive him. He thought that there's a little bit of love left for him. And he was mistaken once again. He hurt her so much to the point that she looked at him like he was a dead person in her eyes.
"Ayen, can I water that heart and nurture it back to life? It must not be completely dead, right? Just a little bit, I just need a little bit of your love to continue living. Ayen, I don't need anyone else. You are more than enough for me." Stefan got down on his knees and looked at her. "Ayen, I'm begging you.
Please give me another chance."
"Get up. Even if you kneel in front of me, it won't make me change my mind."
"No, I won't get up here unless you give me another chance. I will repent for my mistakes here."
"Suit yourself." Cayenne yanked her hand from him and walked upstairs, leaving Stefan kneeling at the foot of the stairs.
Stefan didn't go back on his words. He kneeled on the cold floor, ignoring his pride in exchange for her love. His phone rang and it showed Chris' name on the screen.
"What is it?" Stefan asked without moving an inch from where he was kneeling.
"Stefan, are you okay? What's taking you so long? Is Cayenne there?"
"Yes, I found her. You can go back to the company first."
"I'll have to stay here for a little while."
"She's letting you stay?"
"No, she didn't. However, she can't make me leave either."
"Well, I won't say anything anymore. Just fix your problem with her. I'll deal with the company for you. Should I let the Vice – President take over the company while you're gone?"
"Hn. That would be fine." They talked for a little while more before the call ended. Chris left together with the police officer. He had no idea that his boss was currently kneeling in the living room.
Erwin was on his way back to Cayenne's place when he noticed the two cars leaving from the gate of the property. One was a police car followed by a black SUV.
Erwin waved his hand to stop the cars and wind down the window of his own car to talk to the officer. "Officer, is there anything I can help you with? I am the butler who lives in that property you came from."
"Oh. We just came to find Mrs. Dumrique."
"Okay. Thanks for letting me know." Erwin closed his window and drove his car. "Hmp! What took him so long to find her? Sir Reuben gave him a clue last week and he just came today. So slow." Erwin commented while driving the car back to the place.
When Stefan heard the sound of the car engine, he wanted to go out and check who it was. But remembering his promise, he just stayed where he was and turned around to see who came.
"Young miss, I'm – " Erwin's eyes went wide when he saw Stefan on the floor. The dignified businessman, who loved to fool around with women before, was now kneeling to earn forgiveness from his young miss. "Pfft!"
"Just laugh all you want." Stefan said seeing that the man was holding back his laughter. "Who are you?"
"My name is Erwin. I'm the person assigned by Sir Reuben to take care of the young miss." He chuckled while watching Stefan and continued to walk to the kitchen and placed the groceries on the table. He poured a glass of water and handed it to Stefan. "Until when are you going to kneel here?"
"Until she gives me a second chance."
Erwin sat on the couch while talking with Stefan who was kneeling on the floor. "You're not so prideful, are you?"
"I can't eat my pride. It won't help me either. I have to be sincere to her."
"Why? Were you insincere to her before?"
"I was sincere. I have always been sincere to her but I said something hurtful. I don't know if that makes me less sincere to her."
"Well, good luck to you. I hope you can get another chance. And if you do, don't waste it. It's rare for a woman who's deeply hurt to give someone a second chance."