Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Infantile

It hurts! The feeling of heat due to burning skin does not actually beat the pain in the heart. If the one who hurt her instead of her own husband might scratch the wound this deeply. I wanted to cry hysterically and run. But his desire must be buried deeply until he is imprinted.

"Honey .. dim your emotions. I'm fine." Lana tried to calm Axton down.

"He must be taught a lesson in the mistakes made!"

"Sir Naora, are you okay?" while Milah put anxiety on her young Lord's second wife who was still downcast and drowned in silence, biting her innocent lips hard to ambush a sobbing that could explode at any moment.

"Let him Bi!" sergeant Axton, when Milah's hand was stretched out, intended to help Naora.

Indeed, Milah could not bear to see Naora's miserable condition, as if a mother's instincts invited immeasurable compassion, until the points of tears began to leave a trace in the face.

"But Nak Naora, her-," Milah's sentence was cut off when Naora's soft voice suddenly sounded.

"You're like an infantile. An adult man who behaves like a child cannot yet tell which is good and which is bad." The words scorn as well as the spicy innuendo Naora successfully touched the anger of Axton Sanders.

"How dare you?!" Axton was angry, but did not dampen Naora's courage.

"Didn't you think before throwing away this whole heartedly cooked food? There are still many people who cannot enjoy breakfast because they are not as lucky as you. And also there are still a lot of stomach rumbling out there that must resist hunger because it cannot afford food. But--," Naoran's words paused, trying to swallow the emotion that was almost overflowing from the top of the crown.

Her pretty eyes created a sharp gaze ready to plunge. Naora really did not want to show her side of weakness in front of Axton. It will never! As long as the man still stood firm, at the peak of the vanity milestone, abstinence for him showed his side of gentleness.

"But here you are wasting the favors that God has given you just for the sake of indulging in your arrogance. Learn to appreciate something you have because others may not necessarily be able to have it too, Axton Sander!" naora returned, putting a strong emphasis at the end of her sentence.

"It's not my fault that the fate of the people out there isn't as lucky as me!" axton's circus is very loud.

"Never ask your lips to admonish me like an old woman. And it's up to me too, wanting to appreciate what I have or not!" keep the man back, rejecting the loud talk of Naora which actually contains the meaning of price.

Naora smiled miris. Just this time he was faced with a hearted creature but did not have empathy. "Don't cry like a baby if you lose something that's worth a lot to you."

Indeed, something that was originally viewed one eye and even considered worthless, like the arid expanse of the Sahara desert, will be able to become a puddle oasis of longing thirst when it is no longer in the eye.

That is the class of men who have been blinded by worldly ease. Closing your heart with true pride, forgetting to be grateful every day.

It's smirking!

Not stop there. Naora still aggressively floated arguments as a form of frustration. "You won't be able to sue me just because your wife is choking on the soup I'm cooking. But I can freely sue you because you have done the act of KDRT. I'm sure you're a smart businessman who's not legally blind, Axton."

A grin suddenly adorned Axton's red face. "I'm not legally blind but I can buy laws in this country easily."

"Honey ... Naora .. I beg you, you stop arguing. This is all my fault. I'm sorry ya." Lana tries to mediate a pair of humans who are like dogs and cats. Freeing water from the net-fertilizer, regretting its existence as a source of contention.

Naora clucked her tongue, along with a faint smile. "Look, your beloved wife looks fine now. He would not die from eating pepper powder unless he swallowed the bottle. Huh! That's right."

Believed that the blood in her brain would boil more and could explode at any time if she remained near Axton, Naora went from sitting and chose to leave the dining room. He was also very uncomfortable with his dirty clothes because of the soup that was doused into his body.

"Hiish! This morning has really drained my patience. It feels like I want to pull one by one hair to bald! I haven't had time to fill my stomach. So pity me with the worms in my stomach? You Axton sucks! He's a beautiful figure but his behavior is like a psycho delinquent." Naora continued to groan along the foot stepping towards her room.

While Axton who was also still upset finally chose to obey Lana's desire to replace her ruined morning meal by visiting a luxury restaurant.

In fact, Axton somewhat objected to having to leave his job on an active day of work. However, it is always powerless to refuse if Lana has been whining spoiled like a child and of course very dizzying head.

While Milah, looked petrified with a sad look. Axton's rude attitude toward Naora. I miss the old Axton so much. My God, is it because the heavy burden he has been carrying all this time makes him turn into someone very different? inner Mila complained.

After completing the ritual of filling the stomach at a restaurant, Axton intends to please Lana by taking her to a shopping mall in their city.

"Honey ... What do you think of this shirt?" Lana put a dress with a knee length on her body.

"Good."

"If this one?" now Lana shows a mini dress model that looks like a lack of materials.

"That's good, too, Lana," Axton said, smiling.

"I also want to buy Naora some clothes too, Honey." The woman took two dresses among the other hanging dresses.

"Don't be like that, Honey. I just want to create a good relationship with him. I also felt guilty about this morning. It's okay, isn't it?" lana.

"As far as you." Axton eyes glanced towards the two sexy mini dresses in Lana's hands that were planned to be given to Naora. Suddenly the sexy body image wrapped in a thin nightgown his second wife was back dancing in the brain. "Don't give her sexy clothes, Lana. Just give him a robe. Or a negligee that's long enough to sweep the floor."

"But Honey-"

"I don't like to be denied," concluded Axton.

"All right."

After finishing shopping for a lot of luxury items, such as clothes, bags, shoes, and jewelry, the couple came out of the mall building. On the road, Lana also had asked Axton to stop at a pharmacy to buy wound medicine. Given that the soup that was spilled into Naora's body was still smoking due to the heat, it was certain that her skin was injured and had to be treated.

In one corner of the city. Naora just got out of a skyscraper that is a big company in the Capital City to do a job interview.

A pair of legs wrapped in his flat shoes climbed the sidewalk on the road, allowing the hot sun to sweep the face of his cheeks that already look slightly reddened.

"Naora, where are you going?" naora's body shortened as someone patted her back from behind. He turned his heels to find out who the person was.

His curious face instantly turned flat when a pair of human children who were always attached like a central wall sticker stood behind him. "Who are you?" he answered lazily and as good as his tongue. He was acting like a stranger.

Naora ... Naoras. Just-there's.

Lana giggled at hearing what was considered to be a joke. Though from the facial expression and tone of voice Naora, it did not look like the gelagat she thought. "What are you saying, Naora?"

"He seems like an amnesiac madman, Lana. It's best to leave him alone," scorned Axton who always slipped harsh words for Naora.

"Honey .. don't talk like that" Lana scolds and turns her eyes back to Naora. "Naora, do you want to go home? Then come with us. My husband and I are also on our way home."

He said it sounded very sweet but also very annoying. Axton is husband together. That's the right one! Naora grumbled in her heart. Upset because Lana seemed to emphasize a word 'my husband' to emphasize that Axton only belongs to one.

On the other hand, it turns out that Axton's pair of eyes silently observed Naora's hands flushed. Is the soup still hot? Have I gone too far? Huh! It really makes me feel uncomfortable.

"I'm going home, but I'll take a taxi, thank you" Naora said.

"Get in the car now!" sela Axton's. Whether it is as a form of caring for his second wife or just a decree that must be done.

Unfortunately, Naora had another assumption. "If you intend to make me your driver again, I'm sorry I don't want to make your wife nauseous and vomit in the car."

At the end of her sentence, Naora waved her hand towards the road, until a taxi stopped in front of her. Go leave Axton and Lana with the car that took her away.

I hate rejection. And he blatantly dared to reject my good intentions.

WHAT'S?! Good intentions, Axton said? Do you believe it?

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