She's My Sleeping Pill

Around 6:00 in the evening, Stefan came home and found his wife sitting on the large bean bag in the living room.

She was watching the recording of her live stream; reading the comments of the netizens while trying to gather news of the Hollywood actor.

She can't just fight blindly and depend on her husband all the time - even though Stefan would love her to depend on him.

"Are you okay?" Stefan asked as soon as he got closer to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Are you worried about the Hollywood actor?"

"Nope. I'm worried about you. You're not jealous, aren't you?" Cayenne asked with narrowed eyes. She would know if he would lie to her.

Unexpectedly...

"Yes." Stefan admitted readily. "I was. I wanted to compete with him in gifting you. Then, I realized, hmph - he's a nobody. You don't even know him."

Cayenne burst out laughing at his remark. She was really worried that Stefan would doubt her given his jealous character.

Learning how much he trusted her, she couldn't stop herself from stretching out her hand and caressed Stefan's face.
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"Thank you for your unconditional love and trust," she said with mixed emotions reflecting in her eyes. "If it were someone else, they're probably fighting due to their jealousy and doubts, but you never let me down."

"You've had enough hardships. I don't plan to be an additional burden to you."

Meanwhile, somewhere in Fieldston, NY, Steve was reading the information he gathered about Stefan and Cayenne Dumrique. Although he had earned a lot as an actor and owned an expensive property in NYC, he still gasped when he learned of Stefan Dumrique.

Against a business monster with properties in many countries around the world, he just couldn't compare.

"Is he that powerful?" asked the woman who sat on the chair across him. "I just really like her. You know I've met them before during my vacation trip. I just love the wholesomeness of their family. I like her character and you told me to use your account however I want."

"You're not repentant at all?" Steve asked without lifting his eyes to look at her.

"I am. I am," she said while nodding her head like a hen pecking grains. She raised her hand to swear. "I'd be struck by a lightning if I'm lying!"

All of a sudden, a loud rumble sounded outside their home.

She instantly put down her hand and zipped her mouth.

Steve sighed and closed his laptop as he pinched the space between his eyebrows. "Did you really not do it intentionally?"

"I promise I didn't!"

Then, a lightning struck.

"Why is the weather so weird today?" She muttered with a guilt-stricken face.

Steve just looked at her, waiting for her to admit her mistake.

A long silence enveloped them until she could not take it anymore.

"Fine! I was aware that it was your account and I really wanted to gift her something, but I cannot use my account or my cards!"

Steve sighed once again as he stood up from his seat and walked toward her. "I have read their information and based on what I found, I could tell that Stefan is a jealous man. There's a high chance that he won't tolerate my "admiration" for his wife," he said while gesturing a quotation on the word admiration. "If worse come's to worst, he might expose us."

The woman bit her lips in worry. Tears started pooling in her eyes as her hands tremble in fear.

"Are you going to..." her voice cracked as she tried to gather all her courage to ask the question she had been wanting to ask.

She felt like something hard was lodged in her throat, making it painful for her and difficult to breath.

Even the act of swallowing her saliva was to difficult for her.

"What is it that you want to ask?" Steve asked while tucking her loose strands of hair behind her ear. "You won't know my answer unless you tell me what it is."

"If Stefan exposes us, what will you do?"

Steve frowned with his eyes focused on her face. He could already tell what was on her mind and he felt a pang in his heart.

Still, he tried to pry her thoughts to figure out his possible course of actions.

"What do you want me to do?" He questioned as he walked away from her and stood in front of the floor to ceiling glass window. "I have nothing to worry about unlike you. I can give up my fame for you. I can tell the whole world that you are mine. Can you do the same? Can you give up your identity for me?"

The woman gawked in surprise. She didn't expect to hear those words from him. She thought that their secret relationship was all because of his work as an actor. She didn't think that it would be because of her identity.

Without further ado, she ran upstairs without saying a word and picked up her phone.

She opened her photo gallery and stared at the pictures that accumulated over the years. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, she composed a bit-lengthy post and attached more than a hundred of pictures which she chose after careful consideration - pictures which she thought would never get the chance to be posted in public.

Ding!

Steve heard the notification sound of his phone and picked it up. As soon as he saw the post from the most followed model, his eyes lit up.

There's no going back.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

His phone was bombarded with notifications and soon people started calling him for information.

It was already chaotic when his name got linked to Cayenne.

This time, the news was like a ferocious tidal wave that drown the people in shock.

Steve turned off his phone and walked nonchalantly to the second floor of their home.

***

Cayenne slept soundly at night even after the chaos that her live stream caused. She wasn't the least bit bothered about her name tying to the Hollywood actor.

It didn't matter to her anymore since her husband had calmed down already.

The next morning, she searched for her name and was dumbfounded.

"What the heck?! How could they think of such a story?!"