Sweet Scandals

Ch. 33

The outside scenery that looked beautiful in the eye from behind the window, made a graceful woman widen her smile. He stood at the side of the window, watching the situation outside. While occasionally glancing at the phone in his grasp. His face looked worried waiting for news. Even the arrival of someone he expected.

Not without reason Clarissa is back in the middle of an increasingly brilliant career in the country of people. Her dream all along. However, even this one thing he could not ignore.

She has known about Axelle's marriage for a long time. To be honest, from someone he knew the reason Axelle got married.

Sunny waiting for someone who never came, Clarissa chose to go out for a while. In front of the door his steps stopped. At the same time, someone had just exited his apartment unit while making a phone call.

"Hi ..." Sapa Clarissa's.

Zaky, who was about to step, looked over. However, she did not reply to Clarissa. He ended his call and put his phone back in his pocket. He saw Clarissa who was now smiling widely while approaching.

"A long time ago we didn't meet." Clarissa started the conversation.

"Even longer. When are you back?"

"Two days ago. After telling me about Axelle, I always call you. But apparently you've changed your number."

Zaky pulled the corner of his lips. Indeed, the reason for Axelle's marriage is known to Clarissa through her. He then changed his number. Not without reason he did. Because there are things he tries to avoid.

"Is it because of me?" Clarissa stared in full view. He could guess the reason Zaky changed his number. Zaky tried to avoid it.

There's one thing about Clarissa that Axelle hasn't known up to this point. Because Clarissa is so good at hiding her feelings neatly. Axelle was not suspicious either. Even until their relationship lasted for three years, Axelle had no idea.

"Wasn't your career a success. Your dream materialized. What are you back for?" Ask Zaky at last. He knows why Clarissa is back. If it wasn't for Axelle. Or maybe there is something else.

"Because I haven't gotten what I want."

"What you want you have got. You are already a super model. And you also managed to make Axelle a loyal man. Then what else?"

"Until this moment, that guy always makes me curious. Only that person rejected my charm. What I am less than. I'm beautiful, smart, have a brilliant career. I was just wondering, what kind of woman that guy wants."

Zaky pulled back the corner of his lips. "Obviously, not the kind of woman you are." With a trivial look he looked from the tip of the foot to the tip of Clarissa's head.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry. Excuse me." Regardless of Clarissa any longer, Zaky passed by. So quickly stepped up that it disappeared behind the closed elevator door.

Clarissa smiled sinisterly as she folded her hands in front of her chest.

"We'll see later. Can you forget what happened between us? I think you know why I'm back, too." Mumbled.

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Zaky repeatedly tried to contact Irene's phone, but there was never an answer. Even some of his messages got no reply. For the umpteenth time he called, Irene's phone was turned off. Though Irene had already agreed to her invitation to the tomb by noon today.

Because there was no news from Irene, to finally take Zaky's step to Olive Galery.

Irene was done with the second session shooting. And now he is sitting on the sofa enjoying a packaged juice and a piece of bread purchased from a nearby minimarket. Because this morning he missed his breakfast, he asked one of Olive Galery's employees to buy him bread and juice at a nearby minimarket.

"It's lunchtime. Does that bread make your stomach full?"

The baritone voice of someone distracted him. Irene stood up as the man approached. Then sit on the sofa next to him.

"Please sit. Finish your bread first." Said Zaky while commenting on her sweet smile.

Irene according. Back he sat. Then suck the juice until it runs out. But he didn't go back to eating his bread. He put the bread on the table.

"Loh, why?" Ask Zaky. Though he knew, Irene might be embarrassed to eat in front of him.

Can't deny, it's women like Irene that Zaky likes. Not a woman like Clarissa.

Irene smiled clumsily. Followed by his slowly looking face. Avoiding Zaky's stare was so peeking that it made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I've called you so many times, but your phone may be out of power." Zaky started the chat.

"His phone is left at home." Kill Irene.

"Oh yeah? The phone can direct its own incoming calls yes ..." Zaky. Because remembering his call many times in reject. And Irene's reasoning is a little preposterous. At home right now, there may be no one.

Irene's getting clumsy. Where might he also tell Zaky his phone is on Axelle. It was definitely Axelle who was revising her call. Perhaps Zaky's current arrival was to take her to lunch. Because this morning he had accepted Zaky's invitation.

If Axelle finds out she's having lunch with Zaky, she doesn't know what Axelle's gonna do to her. Axelle had asked for his permission in advance if Zaky took him for a walk. But is it possible that Axelle will allow it?

"Oh yeah, can we go now?" Ask Zaky then.

"But ..." Now Irene hesitated to accept Zaky's invitation. If just once was enough to make Axelle angry. What if it happens again a second time.

"Not to worry. You know me, right? I can put a damper on cheap gossip. Anyway, we're just going to lunch."

"But, I still have a photo shoot for the third session."

"I've asked Ms. Olive's permission as your husband's manager."

"We're going to a normal place. You know that place is safe. So, hows? We're leaving now? Or do you want to starve here?"

"I can order food from the app."

"Who's cell phone?"

Also true. Irene's phone is on Axelle. How should he order food?

"alright. But just for a minute, right? Just lunch?" Irene finally nodded. After all, Axelle had no right to manage her life. Especially now that her boyfriend has returned. Sweet promise ever uttered from Axelle's lips, maybe he will deny it. Irene just didn't want to get too down and hurt too deep. For that, he tried to throw away his hopes.

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In place as usual. Irene and Zaky are having lunch. There are not many tables available in one room for VIP guests. Until the security that Zaky guaranteed Irene was not worried. Evidently, not a single media can enter carelessly into the starry restaurant.

Zaky is probably a customer at this restaurant. So he didn't have to book a place all day. The waiter until the restaurant manager knew Zaky.

"Mrs ..." Zaky stopped his eating. Looked at Irene carefully.

"Yes ..." Irene stopped her activities for a moment.

"I'm sorry if I ask this. To be honest, I'm worried about your situation."

"meaning? I don't understand."

"Are you okay living with Axelle?" Finally Zaky expressed his anxiety. Not about anything else, but his anxiety if something happens between Irene and Axelle later. Living under one roof is not easy. Moreover, they were still both young. It is not impossible that the thing that Zaky worried about would happen.

"good. I'm fine." Irene was a little confused by Zaky's question. Where he does not understand.

"Axelle didn't act?" Zaky's point is to prank Irene. Or maybe tease Irene.

Irene frowned confused. "No. Why why?"

Zaky smiled with relief. "No, there's nothing." Then go back to eating.

How could Zaky be honest about his anxiety. Two young people who live in one roof, may someday arise interest between the two. The end of it will end up being love.

"Oh wow ... So this is why you're in a hurry?" The soft sound that was heard stopped the activities of the two.

Zaky and Irene looked over. I looked at a beautiful woman standing in front.

Clarissa.

The woman put on her cynical smile as soon as her gaze was fixed on Irene.

"It seems we've met." Clarissa. With a small look.

Irene chose not to continue eating. He lowered his face, sitting quietly. Although the heart in the blanket restless uncertain.

"You're the village model, aren't you?" Ask Clarissa.

Irene doesn't budge. Prefer to be quiet. Because he does not want his pride to be dropped. It is true what Shelly said, Clarissa is a haughty woman. And the only way to deal with a woman like Clarissa is to ignore her.

"Clarissa. Can you please leave us both?" Pinta Zake.

Clarissa again put on her cynical smile. He looked back at Irene from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair with a paltry look.

"It seems you're no stranger." Added Clarissa.

"Clarissa. Please leave us." Pinta Zaky once again. Not directed by Clarissa.

"You don't want to introduce him? Is she your boyfriend?"

"introduce. It's Irene." Zaky said annoyed.

Irene still didn't want to look at Clarissa. He prefers silence. He believes Zaky can handle this situation.

"Irene." Now Clarissa turned to look at Zaky. "Isn't he Axelle's co-star? Wife pretend?"

Irene now lifted her face. Staring coldly at Zaky. Zaky looked up, looking at Irene.

The thing that had always been a question in Irene's mind lately, was answered already. Clarissa finally found out. What does this have to do with Axelle?

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