Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Axton's Attention

"What else is it?" nathan asked when he saw Axton's steps that were still holding Naora suddenly stopped.

"Tell your driver to drive me, '" Axton said. Wasn't it! Not a request, rather a word.

"Aren't you bringing your own car?"

"I don't want to drive. Why do you ask so many questions, Nathan? Hurry on!"

"You're asking for help but why act like my employer? Act like one who is asking for help" Nathan grumbled and called a driver to be ordered to escort his friend.

Axton and Naora were in the car ready to drive them back to the residence. Nathan could only stare at the iron vehicle carrying his best friend and the woman he loved.

Along with the shadow of the car no longer caught the eye, a heavy sigh rang out from Nathan's lips. "I'm very uncomfortable seeing them together. After all, my feelings for Naora are still etched in my heart."

He then turned his heels and swung his feet into the house. "I shouldn't have told Axton that the man was confused to find Naora. He should have been taught a lesson. Haah! This heart of mine is indeed made of gold, so how could I possibly act that way." The shady-eyed man still had time to pound in between his steps.

While in the car, his sturdy hands still faithfully embrace the warm frail body of Naora who is still asleep in his lap. Several gentle kisses continued to land on the woman's head, as regret filled the chest cavity.

"I'm sorry Naora" she said, tightening her arms. Without realizing it, from the many bad attitudes made so far, it was the first time he said sorry to Naora.

"Axton ...."

Axton was slightly stunned as a weak voice rang out from Naora's lips. Apparently, the woman slowly opened her eyes. His body is still very helpless.

"Why are you awake? Go back to sleep, "he asked.

Naora forced to circulate the view despite having to endure dizziness in the head. He remembers the last time he met Nathan before losing consciousness. Why is she now with her husband? The woman wondered in between her consciousness that had not yet fully returned to her body.

"Sleep, Naora." Axton reattached Naora's head to her chest as the woman looked exhausted distanced herself.

Resignedly. Dizziness still faithfully gnaws at the head, making it weak and helpless. Until Naora let herself fall asleep in Axton's arms that turned out to be able to provide comfort that had never been obtained before. Though the disappointment in the heart is still tucked away there. But this time he didn't want to say much.

The woman closed her eyes again. Drowning in the man's chest. "Axton ... Are you okay?" Naora still had time to ask, although her voice sounded very soft and weak, but Axton heard it.

Axton slightly lowered his head, making it easier for his eyes to reach out to Naora's passive face. "Why are you asking like that?"

"In here, the sound is very noisy." Naora's index finger pointed at Axton's chest before she fell back in a dream.

The deg! The deg! The deg!

Heavy sighs rang out from Axton's lips. His breathing quivered because he was adrift in a struggling heartbeat.

"I'm not okay, Naora. It seemed, my heart was in trouble," said Axton who looked overwhelmed with unrest within his chest.

"Sir, take me to a nearby hotel" he told the driver.

"Yes, Sir."

A few manits later, Axton carried Naora to a hotel room unit that had been ordered. As if it were a precious item, the man placed the little body of the woman very carefully and soulfully.

Confirmed that his second wife was getting the most comfortable sleeping position, Axton tried to make a little distance. However, he was stunned as Naora's flickering fingers gripped tightly onto his shirt, making it difficult for him to move.

A warm smile instantly framed his handsome face.

What's?!

She's smiling, man! Smile warmly again! Isn't this a rare phenomenon? The cold face, the sour face, the face of the wall, and the other annoying face-face as if directly backwards alon-alon with a white flag next to his hand just because of the charm of the riveting review of the arch of the lips of an Axton Sanders.

Observed a pair of Naora's hands that looked like they were grasping something. Axton looks to smile because it feels funny.

"He sleeps like a baby. Both hands clasped tightly." Axton looks fat. On a whim, he slipped his index finger into Naora's grasp, and it turned out to be true, his grasp of reflex tightened even stronger.

The man snorted amusedly as if Naora's grasp was like a playful toy. "There's just nothing."

Letting Naora's small hand hold her shirt, Axton took a lying position next to her. Be careful, he pulls the warm body into the chest. Drifting into the atmosphere, she seemed to forget the existence of Lana who must be agitated waiting for the return of her husband.

Delayed by the soft whisper of the heart, a pair of Axton neutrals scanned every beautiful sculpture that was currently sleeping. Amazement began to fall.

Whether he is aware or not he will feel it. Clearly, the man was already sedated by Naora's million charms. Slowly, the distance separating her face and her face was cut. Doing one lip smear, it feels okay.

No problem, right? Even if you want to do more than a kiss is certainly legitimate. However, Naora's vague delusions undo the action. Axton realized that he was uncomfortable in his wife's face.

"Is he in pain?" He touched Naora's forehead to check her body temperature. "His body heat has started to fall."

Axton's attention is suddenly glued to the sweater suit and all-round traning pants that wrap Naora's body. "Why did I realize that he was wearing Nathan's clothes?"

Suspicious, the man grabbed his phone and typed in a message.

^^Axton:^^^

^^^Why is Naora wearing your clothes?^^^

No need to wait long, reply to message directly received.

^^^Nathan:^^^

Axton immediately cursed himself and sent a message back.

^^Axton:^^^

^^^Who changed his clothes?^^^

Jesus ...! Axton thought about who helped Naora change her clothes. Honestly, he is suspicious now.

^^^Nathan:^^^

^^^What if I answer that I myself am replacing his clothes.^^^

^^Axton:^^^

^^^ Do you want to die?!^^^

^^^Nathan:^^^

^^^Basic fool! You just believe in my words. How could I be so presumptuous! I asked my housekeeper to change his clothes.^^^

^^Axton:^^^

^^^Your scoundrel.^^^

^^^Nathan:^^^

You are also a bastard.^^^

Axton put his phone back down with a feeling of relief. He then took back Naora's body.

Meanwhile, in the other hemisphere.

Lana seemed to be pacing back and forth with a feeling of uneasiness. Suspicion swatted in because Axton and Naora were not at home. Bad thoughts are raging without direction.

Unable to bear the anxiety in his heart, he intends to meet Stefan to be a place to spill all his discomfort in the chest. Such behavior has become commonplace. At the time Axton was working.

"Lana, why do you come here at night?" Stefan looked surprised because Lana suddenly opened the door and entered with a gloomy face.

The woman immediately splashed into the chest of the man who was her first husband. He dropped tears while struggling. "Stef .. It looks like Axton and Naora are having fun behind my back."

"What do you mean, Lana? Where could that be? Doesn't Axton just love you?"

Frankly, Stefan's heart ached when he said that. However, he realizes that he must sacrifice his feelings for Lana's happiness.

"It's very late, but they're both not home right now. I suspect they're having fun right now. You gotta do something for me, Stefan. My heart hurts so much and only you can cure it."

The man stroked his wife's long mane. "Your suspicions are not necessarily true, Lana." He tried to calm.

"I'm so scared, Stefan. That woman's whereabouts really threatened my position in this house. I don't want to be poor! You have to do something to get that woman out of Axton's life!" Lana's tears are running down the river.

"You take it easy, Lana. Don't be in a hurry." Suddenly the man remembered something. "Well, isn't it the anniversary of Axton's mother's death almost nearing? You can take advantage of Axton's weakness to make Naora ilfill to him."

Lana's gloomy face suddenly turned bright. "You're absolutely right, Stefan. Why didn't I think about getting there? Let's see if she can accept Axton's lack of that one." He grinned cynically.

"I think the woman will run away first after knowing the other side of Axton is very terrible."

"Haaah .. I'm relieved now, Stefan."

"Yes, get back to your room before anyone else gets suspicious."

"Nobody's gonna be suspicious, Stefan. All sudan are asleep. Axton didn't come home either. And all the CCTVs that were in the back building to your room have been damaged."

"Keep, do you want to stay here longer?"

"Stefan .. satisfy me tonight."

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