Sweet Scandals

Ch. 59

After dinner with Zaky, Axelle and Irene decide to go home and stop by.

In the living room of the house, on a long sofa, the two sat together watching TV. Irene leaned her head against Axelle's field chest. While Axelle himself rubbed the soft top of Irene's head. Occasionally kiss it.

"What did you talk to Zaky about?" Ask Axelle.

"Nothing." Irene answered briefly.

"Don't lie."

"What do you mean?"

"When I went to the toilet, Zaky said what were you?"

"Ti_none." Irene lied. He just doesn't want to make Axelle angry. If he is honest that Zaky has expressed his feelings, then how will Axelle react later. It's better that he lie. So that there will be no misunderstandings that will have bad consequences.

"Mrs ... I don't want us to hide anything. I want us to be open, honest, and trusting each other."

"You don't believe me?"

"I don't believe you. I just don't want any secrets between us."

Irene got up from a leaning position. He changed his seat to face Axelle. Staring fixed Axelle's eyeballs, then ventured to softly kiss Axelle's cheeks.

"I love you." Irene said without hesitation.

"really?" Axelle seemed to doubt Irene's feelings. His eyes wildly scoured the curves of Irene's face. Trying to catch a different look from that level.

Irene was nervous. He recalled Zaky's love statement at the restaurant this afternoon. Zaky was so brave. Even Zaky was willing to wait for his answer at any moment. But he himself had no intention of giving an answer. Because his heart is only for Axelle.

"Are you sure of how you feel about me?" Ask Axelle again. Now he looks seriously. As if demanding Irene's honesty.

Irene was sure. While looking at her sweet smile.

"Surely there's nothing you're hiding from me?" He brought his face closer to Irene's. She hoped Irene would be honest with her. Although he had known the thing Irene was trying to hide. He just wanted to hear it right out of Irene's mouth.

Irene swallowed her saliva deeply. Axelle really made her nervous. If he was honest, would Axelle be angry?

"Axelle, you ..." Irene was confused as to what else to say. He could only look at Axelle. A moment later Axelle landed a kiss on her forehead. Then grab it into the arms. Give him warmth and comfort.

"I'm sorry, I doubt you." Axelle said. Followed by a kiss on the top of Irene's head.

Irene wrapped her arms around Axelle's waist. In his heart he felt guilty, because he had kept something secret from Axelle. However, he does not know, if Axelle knows what he is hiding. It's just that Axelle doesn't want to cause a meaningless debate with Irene. Which will cause misunderstandings. And it will make their relationship further apart.

Axelle was trying to understand why Irene chose to keep it a secret instead of telling him straight away. Maybe Irene doesn't want to have a fight between them. But he couldn't let this happen either. Still unable to believe, Zaky had the courage to approach Irene. Irene is not tied to anyone. Is it possible, it's time he told Zaky about Irene's pregnancy, for Zaky to stop his attempts to get close to Irene?

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Meanwhile, in another place, Olivia was sitting on a sofa bed on the edge of her pool. On top of his lap, a photo album was wide open. He looked at the photo album with his eyes. Open sheet by sheet the photo album while rubbing his face. Granules of clear water just flowed down his cheeks.

"Liv ..." Ranti's call made Olivia stunned. In a hurry he wiped his tears.

"Whose picture? Can I see?" Ranti asked as she took a seat beside Olivia. He extended his neck, looking at the photos Olivia was looking at.

"This is your daughter?" Olivia asked when she saw a picture of a little girl who was only a few months old.

"Name's Nadine." Olivia said. Along with the sadness that continues to grieve the heart.

"Nadine? She's very pretty. Just like her mother. I'm sure she must be as pretty as her mother now." Ranti tries to comfort Olivia so as not to drag on in her sadness.

"I really hope my Nadine is alive."

"Don't think that Liv isn't. I'm sure your daughter is in good health. I will continue to pray that someday you will be found."

"Sorry Ran. And you're on your own?"

Ranti sighed for a moment. His face was suddenly gloomy. The shadow of his encounter with Axelle in front of Galery flashed across his mind.

"I can only hope, he lives happily. There is no shortage of anything. I hope, that girl can give him the love that I could never give for him all this time." Ranti muttered involuntarily.

"You mean? Have you met him?"

Ranti was stunned. "Oh ... Ma_I mean, I really hope he lives happily like everyone else. I also hope he can get a girl who loves him sincerely and gives him abundant love. That's what I mean."'

"Ooh ... I thought you'd met your son."

"Not Liv. I wish it was like that. I'd really like to meet him." Ranti took a breath. Then blow it slowly. Just shed the burden that stuck in the recesses of his heart all this time.

For years he harbored guilt for his only son. Because he abandoned it since childhood. He who at that time did not know what to do, he who at that time had nothing, could only leave his son in an orphanage. But he had promised that one day he would come and get his son back.

When he returned to the orphanage, his son was adopted. Not by anyone else, but by his own father. Now he could only regret why he told him where he had left his son. He even gave his son his full name. When he returned to the orphanage, he was too late. His son has been taken away somewhere.

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It's still the same night, in one corner of town. In an aesthetic cafe, with a dim light, a woman was talking to a man. The dim light of the cafe did not reveal clearly who the woman was talking to a man known as a rogue journalist. Who likes to take news from any source. Even sometimes the man is often indiscriminate in loading one news. Most of the news published by the man is related to someone's issue or scandal.

"Make sure no one knows where the source is." Said the woman.

"Berez. I always protect my informants." Reply to the man.

"Remember, call it his name clearly. So that people would no longer guess who was in the news."

"Berez. Just trust me. Tomorrow this news will go viral. Just wait." The man said convincingly.

"Good." The woman also appeared to be holding a brown envelope.

"Whatever happens next, I'm not responsible. If they sue, I'm not involved."

"Just calm. I'll make sure they don't sue."

The woman left after her business was done. A cynical smile was etched on his face.

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