Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Felt didn't like it when this man kept trying to get close to Cleo, Harry must succeed in making Cleo know her limits.

"I forbid my wife to talk carelessly with other men. Including his male friends. She now has the status of Mrs. Miles. So it's only natural for her and you know how to behave. Don't stand here alone for too long. Because the third figure will be the devil whispering in the mouths of gossipers. Do you really want my wife to be gossiped about?" Harry explained with a series of reasons he made spontaneously and real.

Whoever the woman beside him will quickly attract anyone's attention. So that when they both wanted to mix details and their love separately. They shouldn't be here or anywhere.

Because it was tantamount to tarnishing his good name.

Made him even more dissatisfied seeing his wife act like a snake who was curling from one man to another. Harry felt he needed to lock her in the house and not let her out for even a single step.

Shivering when Willy wanted to grab Cleo's other hand. Harry quickly pulled Cleo further to his side.

"Cleo, don't you want to consider my words?" Willy asked. And Harry reacted first.

"Consider for what?" he asked both of them. Willy gave him a fierce look.

"None of your business!" Willy then looked back at Cleo. Willy seemed to want to destroy the hand that dared to touch Cleo. Felt that would only get him kicked out roughly from this party and embarrassed the person who had invited him.

Willy held back his emotions.

"Let her go!" Willy ordered with a low squeak.

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why do I have to obey you? Is she 'your wife'??" Harry said.

"Aren't you being too protective of her?" Willy asked, "I just wanted to talk to her. So just let us talk and you go!"

"What if I don't want to?" Harry challenged.

Cleo looked at the two in frustration while holding back from shouting and attracting attention.

"Willy! Harry! What are you two doing?" she cursed in annoyance. Cleo continued her protest.

"Wil, didn't I tell you not to interfere? I can solve problems well if there are problems. So, calm down!"

Cleo then glanced at Harry.

"And you, Harry! Do you need to be this angry just because I talked to Willy for a while? He is my best friend after all! Is that also not allowed just because you're afraid I will spark gossip?"

Harry didn't reply that not because he was in a good mood. Only, he wasn't in the mood to make a fuss. Willy was the first to respond.

"What did you say? A best friend?" he repeated and laughing. His gaze had now changed.

"Cleo, I never thought of you as just a friend. Can't our relationship be any more than that?" Willy asked, ignoring their situation and only expressing the feelings that he had wanted to convey for a long time.

Harry looked at Cleo seriously.

"You see it yourself! Is this what you call a friend?" Harry challenged, "Friends who expect the relationship to be more than just friends. Is that still a good friend?"

Cleo ignored Harry and looked at Willy without looking happy.

"Willy, don't joke in a situation like this! Your joke is too much!" shrieked Cleo angrily. But tried not to cause a fuss because Sofia was still around them. Cleo didn't want everyone to be interested in their fights that were not clear.

And looked at Willy in horror. Knew that Willy was a little drunk because he might have tasted a little wine. Could it be that he was rambling? Wandering too far instead?!

"I'm not kidding. I'm serious and very, very serious! It doesn't matter whether you are married or not. I will keep this feeling for you. But why? Why do you have to get married so early? Even with a man like him? Is this all because of his treasure?"

Willy's words made Cleo glared at him.

"What did you say?" Cleo exclaimed.

"Because he is a rich man who is willing to pay your debts. Because of that, you want to marry him? Is that so?" Willy let out a mocking grin.

Either mocking the subject in question or himself. Cleo, who was hot, though the words were meant for her.

"Is that what you thought?" Cleo replied coldly.

"Yes," agreed Willy, because he was in a messy mind. And Cleo's expression was getting stiff. She laughed derisively.

"You are right. I married him because of money. Money to pay all my debts. And money for a better life. Why? Isn't that no okay?" exclaimed Cleo, who was provoked by emotion. She challenged bravely.

Said whatever that would go along with Willy's thoughts. Cleo didn't care what Willy or anyone else's response will be. The fact that she did get married for money, wasn't that correct?

Willy glared at Cleo and made a fist.

"Are you crazy? Because of money you dare to do this? Married any man who can buy you?" Willy, who was full of emotion, didn't pay attention to Cleo's expression, which already looked hurt.

At first, Willy was just talking. But what was Cleo's reply? Did she say yes?

Enduring the pain from what she said, Cleo tried to be calm even though she was humiliated. Cleo didn't try to say anything until Willy had really finished insulting her.

"Do you know what my mother would say if she knew all this? She has taken care of you like she is taking care of her own daughter. But what is this? You retaliated by going this far and embarrassing yourself?" Willy couldn't control his emotions. He kept on scolding Cleo.

Until Harry, who felt Willy had gone too far, stopped him.

"Stop it! Don't you feel like you've gone too far?!" Harry cried.

Willy didn't seem to care.

"Divorce him!"

"What?"

Cleo and Harry stared in surprise at the same time.

"Divorce him and I will pay for it. I will change however much! So, leave him and go back to your old life. I am serious!" Willy exclaimed, giving orders.

Cleo obviously couldn't accept it.

"I will not! I will still marry him even if not for money. Besides, I love him too! Isn't that okay?!" Cleo said without thinking.

Willy's confession gave a crazy idea to Cleo. Making Willy not only surprised to hear it. But also Harry, who had narrowed his eyes and listened.

Cleo, who felt that she was being watched carefully and judged by her honesty, suddenly became nervous. And back to balanced her words.

"We got married because we love each other. I didn't want to invite anyone on my wedding day because I was afraid that you would think negatively. Now everything is proven, right? You immediately estimated me after finding out," Cleo blurted out her words. Willy ran out of the reply.

Cleo immediately ended their debate.

"Because of that, don't say anything more because I'm tired. It's up to you to think about me. I don't want to hear it anymore," Cleo said as she left Willy. Cleo endured pain over Willy's accusation against her who indirectly called her a materialistic woman.

Cleo couldn't argue with any of his words because they were all true. Cleo tried to smile a little. Didn't notice that Harry was staring at her closely enough. Cleo immediately rebuked him.

"Sorry. I promise that this will not happen again," Cleo explained, apologizing for the commotion that she did not plan, but instead, it happened.

Harry, who was initially emotional, lowered his anger when he saw Cleo's sad face. Knew that the woman was quite hurt. Harry could feel how this man had quite an influence on the woman he had thought was a strong woman.

Harry studied the woman silently. Let her calmed down first. And moved for a moment from her side to take something.

"Wait for me here and don't go anywhere. I'll get you a drink," Harry said as he went to the dining table to get a glass of water for Cleo.

Harry made sure that she drank well after he returns.

Received the glass back from Cleo's hand and put it down. Harry looked at her more gently and asked her.

"Is that much better?"

Cleo nodded.

"Yes. Thank you," replied Cleo calmly. She looked at Harry.

"You're not mad at me anymore?" Cleo worried about Harry who might still be annoyed at her because of Willy. Harry actually patted his head.

"Ignore what he said. Maybe his thinking was as bad as mine in the past. He might realize later," Harry trying to calm Cleo's emotions. Cleo instead looked at him confusedly.

"Did you eat something wrong? Why is your answer not connected at all?" Cleo touched her head which had just been tapped.

Harry ignored Cleo's words and returned to accompany the guests.

Felt quite tired of having to chat a lot. And he preferred to be confused by Cleo's act, who sometimes liked to ask a lot of questions and was fussy. Harry was bored to death with the flow of the party.

Until Robby, who had just arrived with his wife, introduced Harry to someone. A woman who was quite beautiful. With a long bob haircut under the shoulders. That woman broke his peace for the past 4 years.

Introduced by Robby as the person who will take care of their project together. Robby introduced the woman as his new assistant.

"Mr. Harry, let me introduce her. This is Aretta Pamella. The new field assistant, dedicated to taking care of the Deluxe project."

Harry felt his world being shaken once again

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