Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

The morning sun shines brightly. Spreading the light into the room after managed to break through the windows. Harry was still observing the cute pattern of Cleo sleeping beside him after he opened his eyes.

She was as messy as Cleo had told him in the past. However, there was nothing the annoying feeling that Harry felt. Even though he had received punches, shoves, and kicks from her.

Even he has fallen out of bed twice. And awake several times during a night was still going on. And the slender and adorable eyes continued to close without realizing her unique behavior sleep.

Moved freely without noticing the presence of other people besides her. And hitting anything that interferes with her freedom to move at would.

Those clear eyes with curly eyelashes finally opened after Harry had waited for several tens of minutes. Then, opened her mouth wide to yawn while covering her mouth with her hand.

She stretched muscles and groans while blinks a few times.

Cleo finally remembered what happened last night after she saw Harry in her bedroom.

Cleo inadvertently looked away. She covered her face with the blanket as Harry's gaze pierced her heart.

Cleo spoke bitterly.

"Why? Why are you looking at me like that? And do you want to do anything else?"

Harry's half-stressed smile stretched to the right corner of his lips. As he still continued to support his head with one hand. Then continued to watch Cleo closely. And realized that Cleo must be acting innocent at this moment.

Though there were many sentences Harry wanted to say this morning after Cleo woke up from her deep sleep. However, Cleo actually turned away and refused to see her husband's face?

Harry immediately grabbed the blanket covering Cleo's face and gave a warning.

"Don't turn your face away. And see me clearly. Like, I am your most handsome and great husband."

Cleo suddenly frowned violently.

"Hmm? You are being arrogant and shameless anymore?"

Harry snorted.

"Am I acting like that?"

Cleo with a flat face nodded.

"True. It's clearly visible on your face. And I can see that there is a trace of annoyance on your ugly face. So, what made your morning so bad after... what happened last night? So is there anything that doesn't make you be satisfied?"

Harry bit his lip. He glared at Cleo and raised an eyebrow.

"Complaint, you mean? You're want to ask if I have any complaints against you? And I've given permission to take it out?"

Cleo moved away from a little. Suddenly nervous and being careful. Cleo focused her attention on Harry.

"Is there... any problem?"

Harry smiled first before answering.

"Not many. Just learn to accept someone by your side. Don't be rude. And love your sleeping partner from now on. Without trying to kill me with your unconsciousness!"

Cleo was silent. Haven't responded yet. Even when Harry had gotten out of bed and put on his pajamas.

Cleo repeatedly thought earnestly while muttering.

"What happened? And who wants to kill you?"

Cleo didn't understand any of Harry's statements. Being suddenly stupid because her soul was still not fully collected. But Harry had pushed her to understand exactly his confusing speech.

Cleo then sat down and studied Harry's figure. While still covering her body with a blanket in shame. Cleo also rushed off the bed. Stepping on the floor of her bedroom and intending to approach Harry to demand an explanation from him.

Bruck!!

Cleo suddenly fell and whimpered.

And Harry hurried over to her. Looks worried and crouched.

"Are you okay? Then why did you suddenly fall down?"

Cleo pressed her thighs with her hands. Biting his lip and complaining. Cleo also grabbed Harry's arm to lean on.

Harry was still in a panic.

"What's wrong with you? And how bad is the wound?"

Cleo fell to the ground. And in case she got hurt. Then maybe the part of her sitting bone that was injured.

Cleo endured the pain and strange feeling that assaulted her.

"It's hurt!! I also suddenly went limp and lost all my strength!!" Cleo spoke in confusion and panic.

"I'll go to call the doctor!" Harry then stopped. Turn around and offer other alternatives.

"Or, would it be better if I took you straight to the hospital?"

"No!" Cleo touched Harry's hand more tightly. Gripping it and won't let him go.

Harry continued to frown.

"You don't want to go to the hospital?"

Cleo shook her head. So at that moment, Harry suddenly remembered that Cleo hated the aroma and atmosphere of hospitals. So maybe for that reason, she refused to leave.

"Then, what should I do now for you?"

Harry still didn't understand Cleo's situation.

"Just let me breathe for a while and get used to it. Because it turns out I was just shocked and exhausted."

"Hmm??"

Harry put on a stupid face because he really didn't understand.

Cleo was still cursing her fate.

"I can't stand up yet."

Cleo put on a sad face. But she began to understand what had happened to her. And ashamed to convey the strangeness of her body. Especially on the lower body.

"You got to carry me."

"???"

Cleo was still wearing a pitiful face.

"I need to go to the toilet. And my stupid leg still remembers clearly what happened last night among us."

Harry was silent for two seconds. He then understood and laughed amusedly.

"Are you still feeling the stimulation?" Harry asked in disbelief.

Cleo was forced to hit Harry's chest hard.

"Don't make fun of me! And do something!"

Harry nodded in understanding. No longer arguing and immediately carried Cleo back like a princess. Cleo felt her face like a boiled crab.

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Harry was still using that embarrassing moment as a tool to tease Cleo. Several times smiled deliberately and clearly without being meant brake it.

Cleo continued to give a cynical look.

"Can't you just stop laughing like that and making fun of me?" cried Cleo incessantly annoyed that it wasn't once or twice that Harry had attacked her so openly. Harry was also proud and complacent, wanting for embarrassing Cleo.

By using intermittent laughter was loose laughter. Then he held back the laughter after receiving a glare from Cleo's sharp eyes.

Harry raised one hand up.

"Okay. I understand and I'm sorry. You are so adorable and expressive. So how can I forget it?"

"Harry!" Cleo reminded firmly. But that firmness was actually considered by Harry as another Cleo's cute nature.

Cleo had to shake her head in disbelief. Decided to give up. But still showed a clear sulking expression.

The chauffeur who took them to pick up Sofia kept glancing back through the rearview mirror. Feeling amazed and almost in disbelief because he could still see his master's laughter which he had never found.

Harry cleared his throat once when he noticed the watchful gaze from his chauffeur.

Turning his face while still smiling remembering the extraordinary events this morning. Thanks to Harry's nimble actions, Cleo finally led Harry to the bathroom in an unusual way.

Carrying her like a child. Then intend to bathe her if she still needs help with it.

But Cleo firmly refused and chased Harry away. Didn't let him in and told him to prepare a change of clothes for her. Because they were already planning to go pick up Sofia at the hospital together.

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