
"Axelle, we need to talk!!" Chloe followed the husband who was walking towards the dining room. "Axelle!!!" chloe shrieked in anger as the cold man ignored her.
Axelle seemed not to consider the existence of the wife who was busy babbling. He pulled up the dining chair, continued to sit casually enjoying the sweetness of a red apple.
"Axelle... listen to me!! We have to talk!!" erang Chloe, can't wait. "Axelle Flynn...!!!" He pulled the sleeve of the husband's shirt. Making the fruit that his man was enjoying was regardless of his grasp.
For a moment, Axelle turned her wrath toward her wife. Then his gaze rolled on the favorite fruit that was currently lying on the floor. "You know, don't you, if I'm the least bothered at the dinner table?"
"I know, but I don't care!" Chloe shrugged both of her shoulders. "Your own fault, constantly avoiding me" he continued without feeling guilty about what he did.
Axelle clenched her palms. His eyes flashed flames of anger. He stood up and raised his index finger. His mouth was preparing to issue hurtful, spicy words to his wife.
However, the sound of the phone ringtone distracts Axelle. He chose to receive the incoming call. Instead of wasting energy, serve the wife who does not stop sulking at him.
"What's Frans you calling me these nights?" axelle asked, after finding out who contacted her. He knew very well that if Frans contacted at such hours as now, there must be something important or urgent that would be conveyed to him.
"Louisa, she's trapped in the elevator!" frans answered, worried.
"What's? That girl's trapped in the elevator?" Axelle is shocked to hear the unpleasant news about Louisa. "Prepare a helicopter for me, Frans! Right now, I'm going to fly over there" Axelle's pinta headed straight for the door to the outside.
"Where are you going, son?" edelin asked, seeing his son walking in a hurry.
Axelle pulled the leather jacket hanging on the stand hanger, continued wearing it. "I have business, Mom."
Edelin's eyebrows jerked together. "This evening?"
"Obdomestic, business." Axelle kissed both of her mother's cheeks.
"really?" timpal Chloe who emerged from the direction of the dining room. "I'm sure my ears are still working fine. Earlier, you said the girl was trapped in the elevator. Right, isn't that a liar?" cynical Chloe who listens to Axelle's chat with someone on the phone.
As before, Axelle did not heed the chirping of the wife. The man prefers to continue his steps because a luxury car has been waiting, since a few seconds ago.
"I go first, Mom," Axelle told her mother.
Edelin nodded his head and gave a sincere smile. "Be careful, son."
Chloe ran after her husband, then banged on the car window. "Wait for Axelle, I'm not done talking. Who's the girl, Axelle? Who?"
"Road!" axelle's word to her personal driver.
"Okay, young master." The driver nodded and began to turn the wheel of his vehicle.
Meanwhile, Chloe was still screaming while pounding the body of the car. He continued to run, although the car he was riding was getting away from the courtyard of the house. "Axelle where are you going? Back, Axelle. Back...!!!"
No matter how Chloe's voice calls her name, it does not make Axelle excited and undo the intention to leave for the city of Bunbury.
"Axelle...!!" Chloe groaned and kicked at the turnstile.
There was the sound of laughter of someone who was happy with the scene he was watching just now. "Uh. pity Mommy's daughter-in-law. Upset huh? Getting angry? Feel that! Now Mom understands why Axelle didn't divorce you right away. Because he wants to make you suffer slowly."
Chloe swallowed the coarse saliva and glanced at the in-law with the corner of her eyes. "You guys are not sane. I'm so sorry to be a part of this family!!"
"That's because you're not on the same level as our family. The woman who was lifted from the pit. However, repaying all the kindness we gave by throwing dirt!" reply Edelin, menohok.
At the moment, Chloe doesn't want to argue with Edelin. He brought himself back into the house. His brain was tangled, his soul could no longer think clearly. He needs an outlet from the anger that rumbles in his chest.
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"Open the door!!" Louisa knocked on the elevator door with the remnants of the energy she had. "Open up.." - she nodded as she coughed.
While Frans, he paced in front of the elevator while pressing three technicians to immediately repair the damaged engine parts.
"Hurry up, that girl could die!!" frans was worried because fifteen minutes had passed. However, the three technicians, have not succeeded in making the elevator turn back on. "Oh my God... Why is your work so slow?!" Frans twisted his forehead and walked there.
"Please. My chest began to tighten," Louisa shrieked with a gradual body on the elevator floor.
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