She’s My Sleeping Pill

Chapter 401 - THEY MET AGAIN



Chapter 401 – THEY MET AGAIN

If they were in City A, Trine Elite University would be nearer but since they moved to City B and a countryside property at that, they were farther to the place. Even so, it wasn't really a problem to them.

"Can we get inside the campus and look around?" Cayenne asked Stefan and Luiz on their way to the university. 

"I think you can because it's summer. Perhaps, you'd have to surrender an ID before you can get inside." Luiz answered while looking at his phone. He was busy texting someone and you don't need to guess who it was.

Cayenne nodded her head and looked towards her husband. She didn't say anything but was bluntly staring at him. "Darling, I know that I'm handsome but you don't really have to stare at me that much."

"Why not? I like looking at you." She answered without an ounce of embarrassment. It was really unexpected from her and Stefan started to blush under her intense gaze. Luiz was even raising his eyebrow when he heard those words coming from his sister's mouth.

Stefan tried his best to focus his eyes on the road but his heart was skipping faster because of his wife. She wasn't looking away at him even though five minutes have passed. "Say, wifey, what are you thinking while looking at me?"

"Nothing much." Cayenne smiled and looked away from him. In those five minutes of staring, she was mentally thanking God for having him in her life. She was very grateful that after so many hardships she went through, she met a man who spoils her so much, someone who's scared of her painful dysmenorrhea, someone who's afraid of her getting hurt, someone who puts her life first before his, someone who really cares so much for her and love her. She never really thought of finding a man like him, in fact, she never thought of marrying someone in this lifetime.

Cayenne blinked back her tears when memories of her past started floating in her mind. She always thinks positively of everything. She always smiles to people and hides her pain. But thinking about it, all those times, she also felt tired, scared, unease, insecure, helpless and anxious. She felt so many negative emotions but she threw them at the back of her mind because she knew it won't help her survive.

Stefan noticed the shift in her mood and kept glancing at her but Cayenne wasn't looking back to him. Left with no choice, he slowed the speed of his car and stopped on the roadside. "Ayen? Are you alright?"

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine." Cayenne wiped her tears in an instant before looking at him. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing." Stefan looked at her before looking to the young man who was also alerted with the sudden question. Luiz was looking at Cayenne with a frown on his face. "Did something get into your eyes?" he asked her again, giving her a way out.

"Hn. We should get your car cleaned. It's getting dusty." Cayenne responded. She even pretended to rub her eyes and took out a compact mirror to add with her acting.  Stefan leaned closer and blew on to her eyes to get the dusts off. Taking this opportunity, he kissed her forehead and caressed her face. "Let's talk later." He whispered and she nodded her head.

Stefan continued to drive his car and they arrived in Trine Elite University twenty minutes before ten. Luiz wasn't in a hurry at all. He looked composed and relax while standing near the school bulletin board.

Cayenne and Stefan were asked to surrender their identification card in exchange for a gate pass. When they got inside, Cayenne found Luiz talking to a cute girl.

"Sis!" Luiz waved his hand at them.

Clarisse turned around and bowed her head towards Cayenne and Stefan. "Good morning, Mrs. Dumrique and Mr. Dumrique."

"Ehh?" Cayenne exclaimed in shock. "Why are you being so formal with me?" She asked Clarisse with laughter dancing in her eyes. "Just call me Yen or sis. You can call my husband, Stefan or yet, brother-in-law?"

Clarisse blushed profusely while keeping her eyes down. Luiz was glaring at his sister but there was really nothing he can do about it when it's so obvious that he's pursuing her. "Alright, stop teasing her." Stefan saved Luiz and Clarisse from his wife. "Let's walk around. Do you want to come along with us since Luiz will be taking the exam?" Stefan posed the question to Clarisse.

"No, thank you. I'll be staying at the lobby of his exam room." Clarisse answered.

"Alright. Just give us a call if you need anything." Cayenne left her number to her. "Anyway, we'll be there in a while."

"Okay."

Luiz and Clarisse left to find the building which Luiz was assigned to take his examination. Cayenne and Stefan looked for a place where they can talk.

Oddly enough, her new-enemy was also loitering in the school campus and the two of them met once again. Cayenne wanted to keep her mouth shut and just avoid her but the woman said something that irked Cayenne so much.

"You must like flirting in school ground this much."

Cayenne closed her eyes and kept a sweet smile on her face before facing the woman head on. "This is not flirting, little girl. This me being sweet to my husband. My husband, gets? I'm not doing anything inappropriate so keep your opinion to yourself." Cayenne looked at the woman from head to toe and a sudden thought flashed her mind. The thought came so suddenly but she kicked it out of her mind. Her imagination was just so impossible.

"I don't like looking at your face."

Cayenne was dumb speechless but she didn't backdown at all. "If you don't like looking at my face then, please, go and get yourself a blindfold. I don't really hate looking at your face but looking at you still make me lose my appetite." Not wanting to hear anymore from her, Cayenne pulled her husband and walked away quickly.

This was the second time that they left without letting her make another rebuttal. It pissed of her enemy so much.

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