All throughout her shift, Cayenne couldn't focus. She was disturbed and worried because her lies were exposed. She didn't know how she could explain it to her siblings. How would she tell them that she was working as a sleeping remedy for someone? No matter how you think about it, the job doesn't sound honorable.

  The day ended and she was currently waiting for the taxi driver to come and pick her up. She didn't notice that Stefan was standing right behind her.

  "What's bothering you?"

  The question startled her so much and since she was standing on the edge of the stairs-step, other foot slipped and she almost fell. If he didn't catch her on time, she would embarrass herself in front of other people who were passing by. However, her current situation wasn't the least bit embarrassing as well.

  Stefan was holding her close to him, wrapping his left hand on her waist and holding her head with his right hand closed to his chest. Basically, he was hugging her. The first hug he did without asking for her permission.

  "Are you okay? Did I scare you? I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen." His attention was solely given to her, making sure that she was calm and unhurt. He ignored the stares of other people around them.

  The other employees were still around this time and they saw what happened to them as well. Some were shock, some were curious and some were gossiping with the possible relationship the two of them have.

  "Stefan, people are looking at us. They will see my face." Cayenne mumbled on his chest. Her warm breath tickled him but he didn't mind it.

  He always brings a dark shade with him so, he subtly gave it to Cayenne and let her wear it before anyone can recognize her. Some people taking pictures of them and he was worried for her reputation. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Stefan pushed her a little and looked at her from head to toe. "Do you need money for medication? Did you sprain your ankle? Do you want me to send you to the hospital?"

  "Ah? Uh……No, sir. I am fine." Cayenne played along with his acting. She even jumped in front of him. "I am doing good, sir. Thank you for pulling me on time."

  "Hn." Stefan nodded his head and left her alone.

  Knowing that there wasn't any juicy relationship between them, the crowd deleted their pictures and the other employees ignored what happened as well. They stopped gossiping about them and continued to walk away from the hotel. Not long after, the taxi driver came and picked her up.

  If Stefan didn't think of a way in that short amount of time, they would be busted.

  Cayenne went home directly but Stefan didn't. He asked Chris to stop at the nearby pharmacy because he was going to buy some first aid kit. Cayenne told him that she was fine and she even jumped in front of him but, the pain in her eyes didn't escape from his intense observation.

  He bought a soothing gel which will cool down her ankle and a compress pack as well. They have a lot of ice at home so, he wasn't worried about where to get it. He also bought some painkillers if the sprain would be too much for her.

  His observation was on point. When Cayenne came home, she was limping because it hurts a little when she pressed her foot on the ground. 'I even jumped earlier. I must be crazy.' Cayenne mumbled while pressing her finger on the biometric sensor. She hissed every step of the way while mentally cursing herself.

  She sat on the couch to rest for a moment and before she could lie down, the door opened and Stefan came inside. "Welcome home."

  "How's your foot? Is it swelling?"

  Cayenne was surprised upon hearing his question and she even attempted to hide her feet under the coffee table but Stefan was quicker than her.

  He sat on the carpeted floor and took hold of her foot. Without the slightest hesitation, he took off her indoor slippers and checked her foot with bare hands.

  "Does it hurt?" Stefan asked while pressing her ankle.

  She looked away and didn't change her expression despite the pain. "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt."

  "Does it hurt?" Stefan asked again, adding a little amount of pressure on her ankle. It was already turning red but she was still denying the pain.

  "It doesn't."

  "Does it hurt?"

  "It hurts, alright!" she couldn't help but yelled at him. "It hurts so much." Her nose was turning red while she was holding back her tears. Her lashes were wet but she remained strong in front of him. "Stop pressing it."

  Stefan reached his hand and rubbed her head. "If it hurts then, be honest with me. Were you planning to continue moving around despite the pain?" She nodded her head while trying to avoid his eyes. "Just stay here while I get something to press on it."

  It wasn't until he said these words that Cayenne noticed the plastic bag he was holding earlier. It contained different things and she found that they were for her sprained ankle.

  "You need to lie down and place your ankle here. In this way, you can elevate it a little." He was instructing her while he was acting on his own words at the same time. He helped her lie down on the sofa and placed her feet on the arm rest of the chair.

  "I can do this on my own." Cayenne commented softly. Her eyes were still restless and she wasn't meeting his gaze from the moment he touched her foot.

  "Let me take care of you this time. However, I'm a bit worried. How will I sleep tonight?" he questioned her and left to get some ice for the cold compress.

  Cayenne was left to think for an answer to his question. It would be troublesome if the two of them sleep together. "How will we sleep?"