Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Harry's orders were immediately carried out by all of his team. Luan, who had the opportunity to thoroughly search for all of Martha's personal data, as well as her past photos before she became a model and had surgery. Instantly got all those photos on a big screen and started spreading them to all media randomly.

Arthur who saw that was immediately amazed.

Where the screen in front of him now clearly showed a photo of 'before-after of the beautiful model, Martharine Chalisse, the expert on beauty and sexiness', it turned out that everything was the result of imitation even man-made which had been remodeled almost 70 percent of the face and body of an ordinary person to be so beautiful as a model.

Because in reality, Martha did manage to use her body and face to become a model.

Arthur and Reihan once again stared in amazement.

Until Reihan finally joined in commenting.

"I'm grateful that Steylla is at least so much better than her. She just doesn't care about her appearance and is too indifferent to herself even though she's a beautiful woman if she wants to be pretty," Reihan then looked at Luan.

"Where did you get all of those photos from?" asked Reihan, he was quite amazed at how fast and efficient Luan's way of work was.

Luan immediately bragged about himself.

"I got the photos from hijacked results. Hacked into the woman's computer at her house and opened a hidden folder that she had deliberately locked with such a hard password. It only took me ten minutes to directly copy and pull the data."

Arthur looked proud of Luan's work too.

The three of them laughed at the same time.

Meanwhile, Harry and Cleo who had arrived at the house then asked Aunt Ane to prepare hot water for Cleo to bathe. And immediately put Cleo to sleep when the woman had finished cleaning herself.

Cleo then said something as she was lying under the blanket.

"Will you going back to your room?" Cleo asked after she saw Harry had moved from his position where he was putting a blanket on her carefully.

Harry glanced at her slightly.

"Why? Aren't you sleepy yet and can't sleep?" Harry asked as he turned back and looked at Cleo.

  Harry certainly didn't intend to leave Cleo's room from the start because he hadn't made sure she was sleeping peacefully. Harry became slightly amused to tease Cleo when he saw that the woman seemed unwilling to see him out.

Cleo was then busy making excuses.

"I'm actually sleepy. But I can't sleep. Can you tell me something?" asked Cleo who was suddenly spoiled and acting like a child.

Harry frowned in surprise.

"What?" he asked spontaneously as he looked at her seriously. Thought if Cleo might be joking or maybe she misunderstood what he was saying.

Cleo then smiled in amusement.

"I'm just kidding. But, may I ask you something?" Cleo asked finally, making Harry agree.

"Please. I'll answer anything if I can answer it."

Cleo then let go of her main question.

"Are you that worried if something happens to me?" asked Cleo suddenly and continued to look at Harry seriously.

Harry spontaneously fell silent.

Thought about the most appropriate word to answer the question.

Cleo then asked again curiously.

"I was just a little surprised by your emotions when we were in that old building. I know you were very angry and didn't want anything to happen to me. But when you have beaten up those bad guys, did you think about me?" Cleo asked with a million suppressed feelings and would be happy if Harry answered her question with a yes.

Cleo subconsciously waited for his answer impatiently. Never cared so much about other people's opinions or what other people think.

Cleo meant it instead, she was waiting for Harry to say things that would make her float for a moment.

Harry seemed hesitant to answer. But he felt sure when he was about to say that he must have really thought about her as he did all of his craziness today.

"Do you know how serious I was when I was looking for you today? I picked you up where you were supposed to be. But couldn't find your form at all. I then even accidentally bumped into your Chef when I checked you inside. He said you were out a while ago and that means it's been roughly since you called me to pick you up."

"Do you think I won't worry?" Harry shot back. Thought the question was too ridiculous.

Even Cleo was happy to hear that.

"Does that mean, you care about me that much?" asked Cleo sheepishly with delight as she looked at Harry cheerfully.

Harry then answered with certainty.

"Of course. Because I was reminded again of the threatening message, "

Cleo felt her heart flutter. Her tears unexpectedly flowed. Harry who saw it asked in confusion.

"Why? Did I say something wrong?" Harry asked with a slightly pricked feeling.

Harry recalled Cleo's pitiful face when the incident happened. He was sure that Cleo must be remembering the incident right now. Where Harry had known that Cleo had been in the bathroom for a long time.

Harry guessed that she must be cleaning herself from all of the influence of those immoral men. Harry then came closer to her and touched Cleo's cheek to wipe the tears again.

Harry's one free hand gripped tightly in secret to cover his nervousness and anger.

Cleo sobbed slightly when the big hand touched her. So Harry tried to calm her down again. Harry then touched her hand too.

"Is there anything that is still unwell or hurt?" Harry asked, trying to join in offering Cleo to share the pain with him.

Cleo spontaneously immediately shook her head. She pinched her lips tightly so as not to let the tears flow freely. Harry had spoken again to comfort her.

"Don't remember anything bad that happened today. Please just remember that I saved you, came for you, and am ready to do anything for you. I'll accompany you here until you feel much better if you want it," said Harry which immediately made Cleo feel a little better because there was someone who cared about her.

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