Chapter43

#Chapter43

I sit in shock. Mouth wide open, all the missing pieces coming in place.

Of course.

That's how he can afford it all, he probably has much more money left somewhere. I wouldn't be surprised if he owned a house somewhere in California.

That's why he was gone. That's why he replied only when I said I'll call the police!

Those guys are probably in the same business.

Oh my god, I'm in love with a criminal.

Tears break out, and I begin to hysterically cry, whole body shaking.

Panic sets in Axel's eyes and he stands up, knocking over the chair he was sitting on.

/"No, no, no, don't cry, please./" he whispers, his hands wiping away my tears as I ugly-cry in front of him, kneeling in front of my chair. »I hate it when you cry.«

And then, the sadness turns into anger.