Sweet Scandals

Ch. 31

The pain slowly poked at the bottom of the heart. Presenting new wounds, bringing immeasurable pain. To the pain of burning the heart. Fusing all despair in the rising wishful thinking. Crashed just before it could be achieved.

Though he had hoped, this bond was not just a charade. If possible, he wants to make it real. Intentions that have not been spoken have been blatantly rejected. Irene had misrespected. Irene had mistaken.

The show wants to end soon. And want to replace it with reality. In sacred bonds without any falsehood. But that hope disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Axelle rubbed his face. Then turn away for a moment. Hiding the water droplets that slowly decay without him noticing. Why is this pain so real. It feels like a heart is squeezed. It's getting tight in the chest. This was far from his hope.

"Let me bear my own foolishness. I don't want to be the third between you and Clarissa." Irene said in the heart pill. Choosing to stay away may be best for now.

"Whose am I anyway? I'm just a new guy who doesn't know anything about you. How could we possibly live together." Irene sighed for a moment. Then blow it slowly. I hope the burden falls in an instant. But in fact, the pain is getting worse.

"I'm sorry for my mistake in coming to your room. I don't mean__" Axelle's hug quickly disembodied Irene's sentence instantly. It was hard to breathe as the embrace grew tighter.

A second later, sobs of bated cries rang out clearly in his ears. Stunned him in disbelief. How could an Axelle cry.

"Don't leave me." Pinta Axelle in her spit.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I didn't mean to keep this from you. I'm just waiting for the right time to tell you." The more sobbing.

Slowly, Irene's hand lifted. Then gently sweep Axelle's back. Trying to give him peace.

It is also impossible for Irene to ask Axelle to end her relationship with Clarissa. He realized he was nobody. Only the child yesterday afternoon was in the middle of someone else's relationship.

"Whatever your decision, I will accept. Even if you ask me to give back what you gave." Irene meant the five hundred million that Axelle had given her.

"Don't be silly. I know you won't be able to give it back. I consider it paid off if you continue to be by my side."

"Then Clarissa?"

Axelle took off her embrace. Removing the tears on the cheeks that dropped his pride as a man. But successfully shed the pain that stifles the chest.

"I'll end my relationship with him." Hope you are sure of your decision. Because the memories of three years with Clarissa will not be erased just like that. Axelle might need some time. Even though he himself is not sure.

Irene smiled bitterly as her face slowly bowed. Didn't want to look into Axelle's eyes that might show a twinkle of doubt there. He just does not want to return to hurt the heart that is slowly starting to accept. A farewell has to happen. Between him and Axelle.

"Don't be silly. I know what it's like to let go of someone who's been around a long time in our lives. Wouldn't it be better to take off the new than to throw away the old?" Irene tried to find confidence in herself in her decision to stay away from Axelle.

"You may not know what it's like to be lonely. Clarissa and I have been together for three years. But all that time, I never felt his presence."

Not daring to look at Axelle, Irene was still downcast as Axelle's fingers slowly touched her chin. Pressing her slowly until her face lifted, looking up in front of Axelle who looked at her increasingly sad.

"I'm just asking, stay by my side. Until this show ends. I want to make it real." Axelle said. Revealing the taste in the heart that is increasingly shahdu.

"I love you so much." Added. As his face slowly approached.

Irene closed her eyes. Receiving a warm sweep of Axelle's lips. Even had to give a reply every lum* or Axelle that felt deeper. Suddenly he ended it by turning his face away. Axelle was disappointed.

Irene slowly pushed Axelle's body away. Then point towards the wide open door.

"Please leave me alone." Irene Pinta.

Axelle leaves Irene. Quickly Irene brought her steps towards the door. Then shut the door and lock it tightly. He leaned back at the door. His body slumped, as the returning feeling shattered slowly. He hugged his knees. He buried his face that was wet again by the roar of tears. Along with the restrained sobs.

Axelle was still standing in front of Irene's room door. Looking coldly at the door that closed. He realized, it was not appropriate to ask Irene to stay by his side. While others were still imprinted in his heart.

It is true what Irene said. It is not easy to forget someone who has been in memories for a long time. But throw away the old, what harm is done. Because there is no more comfort. It might hurt at the beginning. But time will heal slowly. Even though he doesn't know how long.

Selfish indeed, because he did not want to lose Irene. Which has given her a different color in her life. Axelle didn't want that to happen.

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Irene is now well-groomed. He stepped out of his room with his face down staring at the phone screen. Some chat messages from Zaky came in from last night. But he doesn't know.

While walking her thumbs are busy replying to a message from Zaky who invites her to lunch if she can take the time. He accepted Zaky's invitation.

Too cool to reply to messages, Irene unconsciously passed someone who was sitting on the sofa in the middle room just like that. Axelle looked at him sharply. Because Irene was smiling to herself. Intrigued, Axelle woke up and followed Irene's steps. With a quick movement he snatched Irene's phone. And read the message Irene just sent to Zaky.

Instantly a faint red tinge appeared on Axelle's face. He deactivated Irene's phone. Then put it in his pants pocket.

"Axelle, what the hell. Give me my phone." Pinta Irene was upset.

"Take it yourself if you can."

"Axelle." Irene was getting upset.

"We had breakfast together." Axelle pulls Irene's wrist. Take him to the dining table. But Irene pulled her hand from Axelle's grasp.

"I'm not hungry." Just walk away from Axelle.

Axelle is back with Irene. And block his arm.

"I'll give it to you, but after we have breakfast."

"I'm not hungry." Irene persisted even though the rumbling in her stomach started to sound.

"Is eating with Zaky more fun?"

"Axelle, I don't want to discuss anything silly. Give me my phone. I have to go now."

"I won't let you go with Zaky. You're coming with me to the set."

Irene was surprised to hear that.

"Today I have a photo shoot. I don't want to disappoint Miss Olive. Do you want me to get redress? I signed the contract." Irene protested insisting.

Axelle is upset by Irene's refusal.Today filming may be until midnight. And he won't be able to keep an eye on Irene. He knew Zaky was trying to get close to Irene. And it slowly stirred up his anger.

"Give me my phone." Opening her palm in front of Axelle's face.

Axelle didn't pay attention. He looked hard at Irene. Showing his anger.

"Take it yourself." Axelle folds her hands on her chest. Challenging Irene's courage reached into her pockets.

"good. I'll take it myself."

Irene was approaching. Started to shake hands about to reach into the pocket of Axelle pants. Haven't had his hands touched the pouch yet, Axelle suddenly summarized his face. Followed by a warm sweep on her lips. Along with lum * lum * soft now feels deeper.

Axelle couldn't hold back her turmoil. Irene's rejection last night got her challenged. Teasing his turbulent male soul.

Irene pushed Axelle's body slowly away. But Axelle ignored. It just deepens the gap. Sipping it is getting greedy. Until Irene could not end. He squeezed strong Axelle shirt when it feels Axelle getting hotter. Not even giving him a chance to get oxygen. It's getting overwhelmed. Not even able to keep up.

Axelle's getting out of control. Now Axelle lifts Irene's body. Take him to the couch and lay him there. Then go back to the action. Until suddenly ...

"Oh my god!" That shrill shrill voice stopped Axelle for a moment.

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