Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Harry was already looking at Reihan and asked in surprise.

"You have a problem?"

Reihan put on a flat face.

"Forget it. No need to deal with my problems. And we're better to focus on your problem which seems much more important."

Reihan then changed his face to be more serious and intelligent.

"Was there someone you suspected? Are there other enemies that you can make temporary offenders? And in your opinion, he is the one who is most likely to terrorize you?"

Harry sighed. Touched his forehead and thought hard.

"I did not find it. However, if this was the work of my business rivals. I'm sure that person wouldn't be able to leave that weird message. Wanted me and my family not to live happily. Then wanted us to suffer the way he wants."

Harry lifted his face forward to look at the 3 men in front of him.

"In your opinion, is it possible for a business competitor to go that far? Even to the point of involving Cleo? The woman who shouldn't be involved?"

The three of them seemed to have the same thought as Harry. They agreed that the intruder they were dealing with was not one of Harry's business opponents.

However, who else could possibly do it?

After Robby and his family should be they cross off from the suspect list. They've managed to beat Robby and his business down. Robby's lunge also managed to destroy by them. So what other foreign man was aiming to harm Harry and his family?

A call from Cleo came into Harry's cell just as Reihan was asking for his assignment. Harry who saw, hastily answered the phone call with a happy face. Answered that phone call in a gentle sound. Until pushed several pairs of eyes watching him with a surprised look and narrowed their eyes.

"You need something?" Harry asked the caller.

Alfin nudged Dirga's arm.

"Hey, was something going on? Did I just see and hear wrong? Harry smiled? He had spoken very softly too? Waw!" asked Alfin doubtfully.

Dirga cleared his throat once.

"I do not know. And don't ask me that."

Harry ignored all the gossip going on around him. Just focused his attention on Cleo. And asked with a more worried face.

"Did you just get into trouble?

Cleo answered doubtfully and confidently at the same time.

"Yup. And it came from you! Did you just have someone send me a bouquet of flowers? Sending it by courier and using 'secret non-admirer HM' as the sender? You're mean to play riddles with me?"

Harry's deep laugh grew. He didn't expect Cleo to recognize the sender's name so quickly not long after she received the bouquet. After Harry managed to count the time until the package and the time Cleo called him.

Reihan, Alfin, and Dirga were already looking at Harry with furrowed brows. Then look at each other.

"So, do you like it?" Harry asked with a handsome smile. But that smile was like a mirage in the eyes of the men in front of him.

"Errr, yeah. But you almost gave me a heart attack for not being told! It almost made all the guards tense up and be wary if case this package was might be turned out to be from yesterday's intruders."

Harry was relieved that he had made the decision to delete the terrorist's message. Because if not, Cleo might be more wary and anxious about her surroundings. Although vigilance needs to always be instilled in Cleo's mind.

Nonetheless, Harry didn't want the anxiety to building upon his wife's shoulders. Wanted Cleo to always find peace and serenity. Like Harry wanted Cleo to be happy forever.

Harry felt a little sorry.

"Forgive me. But this is not a surprise. If I tell you in person that I've already rewarded you with something."

Cleo sighed. She agreed with Harry's perception. Even though her heartbeat was being toyed with due to her excessive fear.

Harry was worried about a few things.

"But your heart is fine, isn't it? Not having a disorder that is too serious and we don't need to go to the doctor to have it checked? Or if necessary, I'll pick you up now."

Cleo immediately panicked.

"Give me a moment. Aren't you overreacting too in responding to my complaints? I don't need a doctor and I don't need to go to the hospital to have my heart checked! I've been fine. And maybe just surprised."

Harry's sigh of relief was heard.

"That's good then,"

The dumbfounded gazes didn't stop being cast at him.

But Harry suddenly thought of something.

"However, how did you guess that it was me?"

Cleo quipped.

"With the sender's name so obvious, you think I couldn't guess? Then, what was the meaning of 'the secret non-admirer' you are referring to as your identity?"

Harry chuckled and admired Cleo's way to answered his question.

Cleo then expressed her feelings.

"Thank you so much. And I really love it."

Harry felt his heart flutter.

"But, how did you know about my favorite flower? You, didn't just randomly choose it because the average woman in this world really likes roses, right? Or, did you often use this flower on girls you've dated?"

Harry dodged.

"Of course, not! Cause even though all women in this world like the same thing. I'm still only going to do this one thing especially for you. Then, I just only started finding out of the things you like or not through with your old friends."

Cleo looked surprised.

"My old friends?"

Harry kept nodding. Even though he realized Cleo couldn't see his nod over the phone.

"All of your friends who have worked with you. I went to them one by one and asked about your habits they known. Then they narrated all this information plainly."

Nothing was more surprising than Harry's unexpected action this time. He turned out to have investigated Cleo perfectly. Knowing everything about her and making her very touched by all his actions.

Reihan and Alfin were dumbfounded. Maybe just only Dirga who had looked at him, who was not surprised.

Cleo sighed again in disappointment.

"I was too late to notice your care. Very unexpected. And now I feel I have become the luckiest woman in the world."

Cleo hastily changed the topic.

"Okay, if that's the case. I'm relieved to be able to convey all my confusion. Then, if I may know. What are you doing now? Are you still busy? And I'm bothering you?"

Harry's expression turned depressed as he looked at the pile of reports on his desk. So wanted to throw all those annoying documents in the trash. But the whole file picks a billion-dollar value.

Harry answered Cleo's question with a tired look.

"I was just checking a few reports. And yourself?" Harry asked back.

"Just relaxing and doing nothing. But, maybe not really! Cause, right now, I'm also admiring the beautiful flowers you gave me. May I take a picture of these flowers and send you the results?" Cleo suggested while looking for a good photo angle for his work.

Harry agreed happily.

"As you wish, my pretty."

The phone call ended happily.

"Okay. Then, I will send it later. See you and good work!"

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