At first Stefan couldn't fathom why Venessa would choose a café to have a conversation over their home but later it became much more clear when he saw the location.
Of course, it was a place owned by Arthur Davenport. Of course, she will feel the safest everywhere Arthur has a reach. And it wasn't about the capability, it was always about only the exception she had in her mind for him.
Stefan didn't know but his blood boiled by the thought of it. Even though they never had any relationship suitable calling as companions let alone husband and wife, Venessa never crossed the thought of being anything more than they were in this whole marriage situation.
Was he that unworthy of her thoughts? He didn't know because somehow both women existing in his life would rather prefer that guy who doesn't know anything else than fidgeting in the kitchen.
