Sweet Scandals

Ch. 30

"Irene ..." Axelle muttered while looking in panic.

Without waiting for Axelle's next reaction, Irene chose to close the door slowly. To not distract Clarissa. He rushed back to his own room. Get down the stairs as quickly as possible. Then locked the door to her room tightly.

Irene leaned against the door with a feeling of being crushed. His body slowly degenerated as tears rolled down his cheeks. His heart is very sick. Didn't expect to find such a sight with his own eyes.

"Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks ..." Unable to resist the sobs that increasingly bitter. Crying his own stupidity. Which so easily consumed Axelle seduction. Even without thinking long he handed over the crown that he had been guarding.

Stupidly he believed it just like that, when the sweet promise was said from Axelle's lips. Though he himself knew, it would not be possible for the promise to be fulfilled. Because the man she loves has a heart. Maybe this is a risk that he must bear for his courage to love people's lovers.

His heart was even more sliced re-imagining the scene. But he couldn't do anything. He could only accept this reality with his chest. Because there is nothing to blame. It all just happened. Because of his own stupidity.

Irene is sobbing. The more he was carried away by his fate. But trying to strengthen the heart. Trying to throw away his dreams and dreams. Maybe he will choose to stay away before Axelle himself will stay away from him. It's the only way to shed any weight on the chest. Throw out all the wounds that are increasingly slicing the heart.

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While Irene was crying for her grief, Axelle was instead made to panic. Even sorry for the error that so easily lulled warm touch Clarissa.

Axelle pushes down Clarissa's body slowly. Then get up and get out of bed. Hurry up and put her T-shirt back on. He rushed out, but a strong pull on his arm stopped his steps.

"Where are you going?" Clarissa asked annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I asked you to come home. Please leave me alone." Pinta Axelle.

Clarissa grinned thinly. "Why? What's the reason I have to go home?"

"I'm tired. I need a break."

"Later. After we miss each other, you can rest. You just accept, I'll play."

"I don't want to, Rissa."

I don't know why Axelle feels something's different. In the past, he really liked Clarissa who was so aggressive. But now, he was bored. He did not even like Clarissa who was too wild in his eyes. His male soul seemed to be unchallenged against a woman like Clarissa.

Different from Irene. His innocence, his gentleness, actually made his male soul more challenged to conquer women like Irene. Every time he was curious.

"Why? Didn't you miss me? Why are you rejecting me now? Why do I feel like you've changed?" Clarissa looked disappointed and angry at Axelle's refusal.

"Listen, Rissa. I'm so tired today. I want to rest. Can you just leave me alone?"

Axelle was getting upset. But Clarissa paid no heed. He hugged Axelle and leaned his head in the chest of Axelle's field.

"I love you, baby. I miss you so much. I miss your touch. Why are you disappointing me? Why do I feel like we're getting away? Don't you miss me? Hm? Don't you love me anymore?"

Clarissa's question left Axelle speechless.

Of love?

Is that love?

Was her three-year-old feeling for Clarissa love? If it is love, then why is he hesitating now?

Axelle releases Clarissa's embrace. Slowly pushed Clarissa's body away. To the point of disappointment, even Clarissa's suspicion.

"Please, leave me alone. Get the fuck out of here. Next time we talk." Axelle Pinta.

"Who opened the door? Don't you think I don't know. Where's that cheap girl's room? I want to talk to him."

Axelle's surprised. There was no way he could hide this from Clarissa. Soon Clarissa will find out. Clarissa is not a dirty woman who does not know the development of technology. Plus he is a public figure. The news of it was quickly known to everyone. No exception to Clarissa. How foolish he was to forget that. And now Clarissa knows about her marriage.

Oh came on Axelle. Now what are you going to do. Irene is currently injured. In front of him was a lover whom he had long missed. Should he choose?

"It's not what you imagined. It was just a small accident accidentally." It was Axelle's light to convince Clarissa.

"You think I'm stupid? Did that girl set you up? Did that cheap girl give up her body to you? It's only right tonight that you reject me."

"You misunderstood, Rissa. This is not what you think." Axelle tried to evade.

"Why did you reject me? This is the first time. You're disappointing me."

But Clarissa still did not heed Axelle's request. Now he's out of the room. Down the stairs quickly. Looking around, guessing, Irene was roughly in which room.

Axelle doesn't want anything to happen to Irene. He quickly followed Clarissa's steps. Then block his arm firmly to stop his steps.

"Take me off." Clarissa slammed Axelle's hand.

"What are you gonna do?" Axelle asked annoyedly.

"You know, I don't like anybody else taking anything away from me." Clarissa's words are getting cynical.

Clarissa's arrogance like this is what sometimes makes Axelle tired. Even sickened. Sometimes she feels Clarissa is too selfish, no matter how others feel. Even Axelle's own feelings. And now he's really tired.

"It's all just a charade. For reputation. Even my career was almost ruined. And all this I did to save my reputation. Not more." There is a compulsion in Axelle's words to convince Clarissa. And to protect Irene from the woman's arrogance.

"really? Can I trust you?"

Axelle nodded.

"Then do you still love me?"

Axelle nodded again, slowly, because there was coercion there. Inevitably he has to admit it, though honestly his feelings for Clarissa have faded.

"When does this show end? Should I end it?" Clarissa put on her cynical smile.

"I'll end this charade, as soon as possible. But now, please leave me alone. I'll find a way out." Pinta Axelle again.

"alright. I'm h-home. Tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you. I live in the same apartment as Zaky. Right in front of the apartment. Don't let me down." Clarissa then left after anchoring her warm kiss on Axelle's cheek.

Axelle was relieved. Many times he breathed a long breath. Now in his mind was only Irene. Irene may be injured at the moment. And he feels very guilty. Just now they felt happiness, just now the love between them blossomed. But now Irene just had to get hurt this fast.

Across the street, Axelle saw Irene's door open slightly. Her hunch said, maybe Irene had eavesdropped on her conversation with Clarissa. Instantly his anxiety.

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Axelle's premonition is correct. Irene was still standing at the door of the room. The debate of Axelle and Clarissa that sounds clearly invites curiosity. Until he was a little deviated by eavesdropping on their conversation.

Irene was about to close the door of her room, when suddenly Axelle's burly hand held the door shut. Irene was surprised, with all her might trying to close the door again.

But his power can not match the strength of Axelle. Axelle again pushed the door strong, until it opened wide. Axelle is approaching. While Irene chose to stay away by taking a few steps back.

"Irene, we need to talk." Axelle said softly while looking at her heart.

Irene wiped away the remains of tears on the cheeks. Makes Axelle fall in love instantly.

"I already know. Her name is Clarissa, right? She's the woman you love." While breaking his thin smile. A smile accompanied by pain. Perih like sembilu sliced.

"First."

"In front of me you say that. It must be in front of Clarissa you also said that, right?"

Axelle took a step forward, Irene took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."

"No need to apologize." Irene smiled back. "I'm too stupid to believe you just like that."

"Irene ... I ..." Axelle hesitated to express her intentions.

"I'm ready whenever you want to end this charade. I'm fine." Irene smiled back. Along with tears that slowly shed, back to wet the cheeks.

"We've done the wedding charade. So, let's do a divorce charade." Added Irene. To make Axelle amazed. The sentence was like an arrow that pierced through his heart instantly.

Be ill. So hurt.

TB