Because Stefan wasn't in a good mood after what Cayenne said, the three of them went home instead of continuing the trip. Cayenne didn't say anything to him on their way home and she didn't even glance at him.

  "I'll come back some other day." Sabrina kissed Stefan's right cheek but Cayenne didn't even react to that. She got out of the car first before Stefan and Sabrina could. "Tsk! I don't want to do this anymore." Sabrina pushed Stefan away and looked at the straight and proud back of Stefan's wife.

  "Alright. Let's stop this. I don't think she'll ever forgive me for doing this."

  "I'm glad that you're aware of that. Anyway, if you need help explaining things to her, just give me a call." Sabrina got out of the car and went to her own car to drive away from his home.

  Stefan asked the butler to park the car and he went to find his wife as soon as possible. She's not in their room. "Ayen? Where are you?"

  Cayenne was at the back garden, enjoying the afternoon breeze of the wind and appreciating the wonderful view in front of her. She heard Stefan calling for her name but she didn't answer to him. 'Hmp! This idiot! How dare he look for me after what he did? So annoying!' She thought to herself while trying to pluck a beautiful red rose.

  "Ayen." Stefan found her and the sound of his voice startled her which made the thorn of the flower pricked her and blood started oozing out of her finger. "I'm sorry. Are you hurt?"

  Cayenne held her skirt to stop the flow of the blood. There's no way she'd let him see it. "I'm fine. I'm not hurt."

  "Oh." Stefan noticed her little action and immediately took her hand. "So, this doesn't hurt you?"

  "Compared to what you did, this little prick is nothing. Anyway, stop looking for me. I don't want to see your face. You're so annoying." She yanked her hand back and walked away from him.

  "Ayen, I want you to tell the world that we're married." Stefan yelled at the top of his lungs to let her hear the words of his heart. Cayenne stopped and turned back to face him. Her deep frown was already a sign that she's even more annoyed at him. "I want the public to know about us. I want them to know that you're taken and you are mine."

  "Are you serious?" Cayenne questioned with faint laughter. "Stefan, do you want me to become a laughing stock? Who would believe my words? Didn't you just see it with your own eyes? The girl who came here, I forgot her name, she didn't believe my words. Do you want them to think that I'm insane? Who would believe that a poor girl like me will be married to you? At most, if they would believe it, they would think I married you for money."

  Stefan shuffled his feet while looking at her with gentle eyes. "Sabrina knew that you're my wife."

  "She knew? Haha." Cayenne's laughter was empty. And the way she looked was mocking. For sure, she was mocking herself. "Did you just try testing me?"

  "No, it's not like that." Stefan approached her as soon as possible but before he could hold her, Cayenne pushed him back. "Ayen, I was just trying to see if you would have the determination to tell them that I am yours. During the wedding, many people will attend the wedding and many of them would want me to marry their daughters. Sabrina's family was just one of them. I'm glad that Sabrina didn't hold the same feeling as her parents and they knew that I'm married."

  "Stefan, our words don't hold the same weight when it comes to this kind of matter. Anyway, you're powerful and you can refuse marriage if you want to, without mentioning my existence in your life. Deal with it, I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the riches. If you will tell them that I'm your wife, I won't go against you. If you won't, I don't mind either. Just spare my heart from the pain." Cayenne left after saying these words.

  And since she had her back facing him, she didn't see the wide smile on Stefan's lips. That's what he needed. A little push from her for him to announce to the world that he's married.

  Stefan called Sabrina to help him with Cayenne at the same time, planning what he can do for the public to know about his marriage. It won't be that troublesome since they're in Italy. Italians don't gossip that much and they don't likes posting information that don't related to them. So, announcing his marriage to these people won't affect Cayenne back in City A.

  That night, Cayenne didn't sleep in the master bedroom with him. She just took a shower, dressed herself and went to sleep in the guest room next to his. She made sure to lock the door before going to sleep. She didn't want to think about Stefan or what happened in the afternoon. She didn't want to think about her marriage with him. If possible, she'd want to have her mind empty from any kind of thoughts.

  In the middle of the night, Stefan came out from the wardrobe and slept beside his wife. Cayenne was so tired she didn't know that someone came to her room. And she was confident with the locks.

  "Mm." She moaned happily and moved closer to the source of warmness beside her. She hugged Stefan and pressed her face to his chest.

  "Good night my sweet little wife." Stefan whispered and kissed the top of her head. He also closed his eyes and went to sleep with her in his arms.

  When the sun greeted the day with its warmth, Cayenne rubbed her eyes while trying to register where she's at. Stefan was sleeping next to her. His sleeping face was as handsome as ever.

  "Eh? How did you get here?"