Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Harry stared at Cleo for enough time.

"Are you sulking now?" Harry stared at Cleo in disbelief.

"Yes. S0, am I not allowed to do that?!" exclaimed Cleo.

"Of course you can. But you still have to fill your stomach no matter what to fight. So for now come with me!" Harry pulled Cleo's hand along with him.

Cleo still filed a complaint.

"Are you going to take me out to eat?" asked Cleo.

"Yes,"

"But, won't the recessed end in ten minutes?" asked Cleo after glancing at the clock.

Harry chuckled.

"Do we have plenty of time to relax outside?" Cleo asked, making Harry lose his temper even more.

"Does anyone dare to reprimand me if I'm late coming in after lunchtime is over?"

"Ah, I forgot that you are the owner!" exclaimed Cleo just remembering it.

"But..."

Harry cut off Cleo's words.

"Are you going to continue to protest to me without matter what I do?" asked Harry.

Cleo immediately fell silent in a thousand languages when she imagined there was the steam boiling over Harry's head.

Didn't say anything until they've arrived at a reserved restaurant. Cleo was slightly entertained by eating all the luxury food in one banquet.

Feeling that Harry had been generous with her for the sake of nourishing Cleo's body.

Harry reminded Cleo to focus again after he finished filling gas. Ruined her happy atmosphere in an instant. Cleo was frustrated many times to accept that fact. Until she thought that she would complain about this problem to Sofia regarding Harry's abuse of power against her.

Sofia instead laughed out loud and supported Harry's decision, after she listening to Cleo's words.

Cleo stunned.

"Wow, this was actually a good thing. You will hold the status of a wife for a long period, even for a lifetime. So with that, isn't this learning process very good for you and your relationship?" said Sofia with her own understanding.

Cleo felt like she had lost an ally. Had been quite sleep-deprived for the past few days. Sofia didn't seem even concerned about her dilemma.

Then, thinking that it was a good thing so Cleo can hone her skills.

Harry was getting a big head.

Until the time of her course was reduced because of that selfishness. Cleo's course time, which normally lasted five hours a day, suddenly had to make up for the time to return to Harry's office. Half an hour after the course ended.

"I really feel like giving up!" shouted Cleo full of words of surrender in all the lines of her surrender attitude. She buried her face in front of all the data she was studying.

Staring at Harry in amazement, the man had already memorized all the details in his head. However, Cleo didn't think Harry was a human.

Knowing for sure that the man was smart. Cleo hoped that she can keep up with his smart brain even that if just a quarter.

"Come on, please! Can't you just get someone else to do it? My head is about to break!"

"You've said that a thousand times but your brain is still intact until now. Don't you want to build a shop?" persuaded Harry.

"Yes. It is true. But what does that have to do with me learning all this? Measure the land area required to build a garden. The size and number of games required. Until calculating how many trees are needed to make the entire garden into an ideal and perfect garden. Does that have anything to do with the shop I'm going to build? "

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Frustrated to death, Cleo asked for justification.

Feeling that Harry's statement was just made up. Cleo knew Harry said that just to motivate her. However, that method did not work.

Cleo's brain was already rusty enough and didn't have any more desire to think further about her dream for a while.

But Harry still believed in his beliefs.

"That can make you a reference or reference in building a comfortable place," Harry argued, making Cleo's eyebrows crossed each other.

Cleo looked at the man lazily. Knowing that his words had a hidden meaning. Cleo asked more.

"I'm just going to rent a temporary place to run my 'little shop business' later. How could you think I would build it from scratch and zero?"

Cleo laid back her head which felt heavy on the pile of files. While Harry looked at her anxiously.

"Trust me, I will make all of that can be absorbed properly. So don't be discouraged. Didn't you understand it almost perfectly all this time? You just need a lot of patience and a more open mind to listen that what will I can say next. Then with that..."

Harry stopped his words when he saw Cleo closed her eyes. No longer moving or frowning as usual. Harry waved his hand in front of Cleo.

Then asked in a low voice.

"Are you sleeping?" asked Harry without getting a response.

He felt that Cleo was so disorganized with her prone sleeping condition and only resting on a book in an uncomfortable position.

Harry, who had confirmed that Cleo was really asleep, carried Cleo into his room. Lied her on his big bed.

Harry covered Cleo with the blanket he usually used.

Looking closely at Cleo, he even had time to tidy up Cleo's messy hair until he looked at her gently. Harry felt his blood rush erratically through each of his veins.

Feeling that his current feelings have drifted between feelings of wanting to receive and not knowing whether to be able to receive.

Harry felt that Cleo was the only woman who made it difficult for him to think clearly. Knowing that his heart had started to open up to accept Cleo's presence by his side for consciously or not.

Harry was admitted that Cleo had made his days more colorful and different. Satisfied with her pattern of behavior which was sometimes funny and adorable. She often played various kinds of expressions on her tiny face.

The woman was now sleeping peacefully in her territory. So innocent and pure that Harry was afraid to bother her.

Harry could not accept the fact that their time together would only last for a short period, only one year and a few months later. Harry cursed his recklessness in making the stupid rules he now regretted.

Can not deny that his heart had now begun to move to want more and more from her. Harry didn't want these peacetimes to end so quickly.

Deliberately moving to straighten Cleo's hair, which falling apart a bit because she swayed a little in her sleep. Harry then lowered his fingers to touch Cleo's cheek. Gently caressed it and felt that he had sunk too far into the charm of the woman who fit the name of caterpillar because she liked to squirm like she was today.

Harry kept thinking about dragging the woman into his cage. Then keeping her tight so that no one could have her.

Until he finally realized that his feelings for Aretta had never been as deep as this. Harry who old really loved Aretta more than anything else because she was the first woman who filled his heart.

Cleo actually became the greatest woman who managed to destroy all of his strong defensive walls.

Shooked every bad assumption about the woman he trusted. Cleo had even taught the meaning of persistence, effort, and goodwill to Harry.

Opening a little of his perspective about other people and decorating his heart each day with a new feeling. Harry could not imagine how he would have been if she had suddenly disappeared from his life.

Didn't know if he can still open his heart to other people or not.

Harry was not sure whether he can still give his full trust to Cleo when at this time his heart was still very hurt because of the injury in his past.

The fact that the woman he once gave all his attention to was only using himself for personal gain. Until destroyed to all his good hopes and reappeared so easily without asking permission.

Harry who now, it's still hard to trust whoever the woman he will meet later.

Thinking that they might do the same thing because they were in the same species. Harry will not be strong if he had to be betrayed and abandoned by a woman for the second time.

Hoping and not caring whether Cleo had or will love him later or not. Harry was going to make the woman was genuflected longing for love from him.

Making her unable to escape the charm he will cast insistently and slowly.

Harry fell asleep do not long after that because he was too sleepy.

Cleo has shaken again the next morning.

Felt was lucky because the house that she lives in was only occupied by 3 residents, consisting of the two of them and Aunt Ane.

Harry clogged his ear from the noise. Feeling Cleo using her maximum octave power. Harry was really immediately alert from his felt of sleepy.

Harry responding lazily.

"Do you need to wake me up in such a horrendous way?" asked Harry, threw a displeasing look.

Cleo's face now looked like a boiled crab and hysteria with various rhythms.

Cleo showed her nervousness.

"Why? Why? And why do I keep on top of your bed? Are you trying to make me look silly?" protested Cleo.

Harry sighed in annoyance.

Catch his breath and lift his body to sit on his bed.

Cleo gulped.

Did he say wrong?

Why did Harry look like that he was about to vent his biggest emotion?

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