Crazy Games IN A WEDDING

Annabel and Mike.

A few days later things began to calm down, the rumors subsided a little. Although there are still many whispers - whispers are not good but because the gossip is not related to Mike, on the set of the staff and crew was focused on working again. Mike's fans aren't attacking Lyra anymore.

"Director Jade, is this scene going to wear a stunt double? This blow is too dangerous for Miss Annabel." Said the Assistant Director.

"Well, you look for a height and a body that fits Annabel's body." Lyra replied, she was checking some manuscripts that had to be edited.

He spread his gaze, he saw Mike memorizing the dialogue of his script with Annabel the main artist. Lyra likes the woman, Annabel is very sincerely not made - make like other female actresses. He walked up to them, "Tomorrow we'll move on set, a villa on the coast. I've asked your Uncle for permission to let us shoot at his villa, Mike."

"All right, you okay? Regarding the rumors about your step-sister and Gabriela don't think too much about it," Mike looked at Lyra with a new look, now there was a sense of brotherhood in his heart.

"Of course, ahya Annabel, a stunt double will replace you in the jumping scene from the 2nd floor." Lyra Info.

"Okay, Director." Annabel smiled sweetly.

"You're so sweet Annabel, so good with Mike." Iseng Lyra while moving away from there.

Annabel and Mike arrive looking awkward, both fanning their faces with manuscript paper. Their assistants came forward to approach them with fans as they saw the two of them overheating.

"Darren, get me a drink" Mike suddenly felt thirsty.

"Okay" Darren replied.

"Wait a minute, bring two cold drinks. What do you like to drink, Annabel?" Mike stopped his assistant's steps and glanced at Annabel.

Annabel was surprised she didn't expect Mike to offer her, "I want asparagus juice, thank you."

"You heard that, Darren. Go," said Mike.

Now they live together, Mike several times allowed to sit he felt wrong in front of Annabel.

"Why you?" annabel asked astonished at the manner of the man sitting in the chair beside her.

Mike shook his head, "You have a brother?" tanyanya arrived - arrived outside the theme of the script.

"Why did you suddenly wonder about me?" Annabel put the script she was holding onto the table, looking hard at Mike.

"Why are you so serious? I'm just a little curious about my co-star, if you mind answering you don't have to answer," decak Mike upset.

"Now are you upset?" next to Annabel's eyebrows raised, not understanding Mike's attitude.

"No! All right enough, let's continue our training." Mike took a breath, he was now annoyed with his own behavior.

"I'm an orphan, I was in an orphanage until I was 11. A couple who couldn't have children for 15 years at their wedding ended up adopting me, so I didn't have any siblings" Annabel replied.

As Mike turned his gaze away from the script, he looked at Annabel sympathetically. He felt they were both very similar, the same - the same had been abandoned by both parents.

Annabel shook her head. "Don't look at me like that, Mike. At least I've never felt sorry for myself, I can't accept you looking at me with pity."

"I don't pity you. I just remembered my long-lost mother and also remembered my dead father" Mike wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Sorry, Mike. I don't know. You crying?"

"A little bit, you know Annabel? Looks like we have a resemblance," Mike finally smiled, he used to assume all the female artists always wore a disguise on his face, they always pretended - the sweet-faced and innocent temple was too very hypocritical. But Annabel is different, the woman is not reluctant to tell her real life.