"What are you saying?" Stefan was thrown into a bit of panic upon seeing her tears. "Why are you crying? What trust is crumbling?"
Cayenne couldn't wipe her tears because she was afraid that she'll smudge her make-up that the artist spent so much time to make so, she let her tears fall without stopping them. "I'm sorry. My thoughts were running wild when you said 'go to the hotel'. I remembered that the rumors about you and your women always happened in a hotel.
I thought that you might be just doing this to lure me and we won't be meeting anyone. I got afraid of my own foolish ideas. I'm really sorry."
Stefan was a bit upset with her words but he couldn't seem to get angry at her. Everything she said made sense and there was a ground for doubting him. His expression turned solemn and Cayenne felt even more depressed.
"Stefan, I'm really sorry."
"It's fine." Stefan patted her head with a sad smile. "You said that your trust is crumbling. It's still in the process of being crumbled. I'll make sure to fix it in no time." Chris handed him a packet of face tissue and Stefan used it to wipe her tears. "Don't be sorry. I'm not angry.
Though I'm a little upset. I really thought that we're past the point of doubting each other."
"I'm really sorry. I just couldn't stop myself from thinking those weird things."
"I know." Stefan squeezed her hand to help her calm herself. "I really have the worst reputation in the whole city and you have the right to doubt me. Anyway, just stop crying or you will completely ruin your make-up. Let's just later tonight, okay?"
"Hn." Cayenne's hiccups took a little while before it completely stopped and there were little smudges of mascara on her face. Stefan had to do his best in wiping her face before they could finally come out of the car and meet the person that he wanted her to meet. "Do I still look okay? Am I still presentable? I might cause an embarrassment to you."
"You look just fine. Just calm yourself."
He took hold of her hand and the two of them went to the third floor of the hotel's restaurant, where the VVIP booths were located. There was already a reservation for them and when they arrived someone was standing by the door, guarding the person inside.
"Good evening, sir." Top greeted the man and opened the door for him.
Stefan just nodded his head and Cayenne also smiled. When they got inside the reserved booth, Cayenne was stunned to see who the man was. It was one of her saviors one year ago. It was none other than Travis Madrigal.
"Sorry we took so long. Something happened on the way."
"You don't mean taking your woman inside the car and had a quickie, right?" Travis retorted to him before shifting his gaze to Cayenne. "Sorry for my rude remark. I just know this man so well."
"I don't think you know him that well, Mr. Madrigal. If you do, you won't judge him with that rude remark just because we're late."
Travis raised his eyebrow and smile. "You are a good person. How did you get involve with Stefan?"
Cayenne and Stefan looked towards each other. "Something just happened and fate brought us together." Stefan responded. "That's it. That's right." He pulled a chair for Cayenne and made sure that she was sitting comfortably.
"Sorry for getting angry, Mr. Madrigal. I didn't mean it."
"It's fine." Travis waved his hand in dismissal. "You must be Cayenne Ardolf. He was eager to introduce you to me. You must be very important to him."
"I'm not sure about that." Cayenne mumbled softly. "By the way, I don't know if you still remember it but, I'm thankful for what you and your wife did to me a year ago. It was really a big help."
"Oh. I remember it. Someone robbed your bag and you came chasing after the criminal. My wife helped you take back your belongings." Cayenne nodded her head with a faints smile. "I also remember that someone said that his employees should be responsible for their safety outside their working hours and outside the hotel's premises; and he will be responsible for their safety inside the place."
Cayenne pursed her lips and didn't say anything. Stefan also looked strange. He felt that those words were very familiar to him. Why can't it be familiar when he's the one who said it to Cayenne? He didn't even say 'Hi' to Travis that night because he was in a bad mood. Although they talked little bit that night, he didn't say anything anymore about Cayenne's issue that night.
One was the savior. One was the victim. One was someone who didn't even sympathize with the victim. Travis chuckled and was shaking his head while looking at his friend. "Let's not talk about that night anymore. Let's eat and chat about other things."
The three of them had dinner Stefan told Travis about some things that he knew about Cayenne. It was to show that Cayenne was really important to him. As for Cayenne? She didn't notice this kind of sentiment at all.
After an hour, their dinner was finally finished and Travis really had a great time talking to them. He also likes Cayenne's personality because she was very honest with her opinion except, she lied about their relationship. It didn't matter to Travis though. Before he met with his friend, he had investigated Cayenne already.
"I'll go and get the car. Just wait for me at the entrance of the hotel." Stefan reminded Cayenne. He already informed Chris ahead of time that he can go home first and he will be driving the car on his own.
Travis was standing at the entrance with Cayenne beside him and Top behind them. He was waiting for Brown to come and pick him up. Hawk was also sitting at the lobby, keeping eyes of the people around them.
"My wife was right." Travis mentioned without turning his head to look at her. "She saw a picture of Stefan with a woman and figured out it was you."
"She still remembered me?"
"Hn. My wife likes to keep people's faces and body figures in mind."
Cayenne was super happy to know about this news. She was a fan of Jillyanna Madrid Madrigal and she had been following her on her social media even though the latter would seldomly post something on her timeline. "I hope she's doing well and your children, too." Cayenne responded with well-wishes.
"Thanks. I've been taking care of them."
"You really are a great person Mr. Madrigal. No wonder Stefan admires you so much."