"Jona!" Axel rushed behind the man.
Jona didn't turn back and succeeded in getting into his car, which was still parked in the driveway. "JONA!" Axel cried, wanting her husband to desperately listen to her, but he sped away like a whiff that only lingered momentarily and then vanished into the air, rendering the person wonder about it.
Axel felt terrified as she had never before. Jona would forgive her, she knew, but it was something for which no one could absolve her — the infidelity. That was how it looked, even if she had been loyal.
She wanted to lurk towards her motorbike, but she recollected that it was in LA. She rushed inside the mansion, running crazily into her room and frantically pulling out all the drawers to find the Bugatti keys.
On finding them, she sprinted to the bas
