Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

But not thanking him for the information he gave or at least showing what he was thinking, Harry instead gave him a cruel look.

With dark eyes and also quite intimidating, Harry drove Alfin away quickly.

"Didn't I tell you if you want to mess up at here, you better get out?" Harry exclaimed coldly.

Alfin immediately dumbfounded.

"Why are you getting mad at me? Am I doing something wrong?" Alfin asked defensively and did not understand where his mistake was.

Harry raised his head slightly upward.

"Yes. But you interfere with my work time!" Harry exclaimed coldly but also indifferently.

Alfin immediately lost his intention to joke around with him again. With annoyed steps he turned around and then left Harry, who had turned his head towards Cleo and looked at her.

Cleo, who consciously stared at Harry. Looked back in confusion.

"If you want to continue your work again. Please! I won't possibly bother you." Cleo stepped her foot towards her place.

Leaning on the back of her swivel chair, Cleo opened the material that she needed to study first. And took a pen to take notes.

When Harry's attention was still on her, the man asked in his deep voice.

"Who contacted you earlier?" he asked, tried to finding out.

Cleo answered without turning around.

"Just friends," Cleo answered briefly.

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Boy ... friend?" Harry said doubtfully.

Cleo answered nonchalantly.

"Yes. Boy friend. A friend I have known for a long time. And a friend who is worried about me because I didn't give him any news," Cleo flipped the pages and took notes.

Harry gave her an intense look.

"Why does he care about you so much? Does he like you?" Harry quipped.

Cleo laughed in response.

"Of course, not! Why do you think like that? Shouldn't a man and woman have an interest in friendship?" Cleo asked casually.

Harry didn't say anything else. Busy with his own thoughts.

Cleo's words it true.

It's not strange if a woman can have a male friend. Or, a man had a female friend near him. But did they need to worry about each other and be diligent in providing news?

Harry felt a kind of bad feeling in one corner of his mind.

An old friend who was so worried about his friend. Could her really exist?

Then, Cleo's cellphone rang again. Harry had briefly stared at the object. Did her male friend call back?

But when Cleo casually answered the phone and said a familiar name, Harry immediately frowned.

"Christina?" Cleo said confusedly. 

'Cleo didn't know that Christina actually had her number. Didn't they never exchanged numbers all this time?' Cleo thought to herself.

"Sister-in-law!" Christina said loudly.

Cleo immediately glanced at Harry and asked him to respond. Harry gave the code for Cleo to load the speaker on her cellphone. And Cleo complied.

"Sister-in-law! Are you in the office?" Christina asked in her comfortable tone.

Cleo immediately answered.

"Yes. What's wrong, Sister-in-law?" Cleo asked back in a hasty manner.

Harry knitted his brows again when he heard the two women calling each other intimately. Harry felt strange and a little unfamiliar.

"Are you busy?" Christina asked again.

"Not. What's the matter, honey?" Cleo asked.

"No, nothing. I just came back from college and was doing nothing at home. And I heard that my grandmother came to see you to say congratulations and didn't invite me. Don't you miss me, Sis?" Christina cried while chuckling.

Christina was very different from Harry.

Besides being beautiful, sweet and also friendly. Christina was very spoiled like a beloved daughter. Even though she was an older sister of two siblings. It was possible that the woman was spoiled in her own way and wanted to be noticed.

Cleo was touched to see Christina and quickly accept her. Unlike other rich women who were always arrogant to other women who were lower than them. Harry's cousin, Christina was a far different from those words.

She was a gentle woman. That was why, since the first time she met Cleo, she quickly became acquainted with her and liked her.

Often Cleo hoped that Harry will have a little good qualities from her. Surely everything in him will be perfect. Yes, if like that..hehe

Realized that she had not given an answer. Cleo immediately answered.

"Of course I miss you, my little cousin! But, how do you know my cellphone number? Did Harry tell you?" Cleo asked while glancing at Harry.

Harry shook his head.

"No! I got your number from Dirga. I asked him because I wanted to take you to go shopping together sometime. You won't be mad at him, right?" Christina asked anxiously. 

Because she didn't know whether asking for someone's number without permission was allowed or not.

Cleo who couldn't possibly scold him, laughed amusedly.

"Of course not, honey. Why am I angry?! On the contrary, it should have been that day we went to your house. I had asked us to exchange numbers. But, because of an unexpected incident. I couldn't do it,"Cleo exclaimed, glancing at Harry again. 

But people who was glanced at and teased pretend not to hear.

Cleo sneered. And Christina laughed in response to Cleo's joke.

"You're exaggerating, Cleo! If so, this Sunday, will you have time to accompany me to choose a present for my friend birthday?" Christina asked. Trying to find some free time and mentioning their future mission.

"Good! Sunday at 10. How?" Cleo glanced at Harry for approval. Harry did not flinch and gave no response. And Cleo took that as a form of approval from him.

The decision ended with good results for both parties.

After hug up the phone call, Cleo and Harry continued their work.

And after a long time passed and it was time for them to return home. Harry suddenly remembered Christina's words about buying a gift for someone.

While glancing slightly at Cleo when the woman was about to sit in the car beside him. Harry offered Cleo to choose a dress for the dinner next week.

Steven Lilian was a well-known painter and antiques collector. And because that day coincided with the launch of his painting which was also his latest 30th birthday. The man was sure to throw a big party to pleased himself.

But if he can be honest. Harry didn't really like having to go to parties like that. He, who had always avoided any kind of formal and informal events for simple reasons, always couldn't resist Steven's wish to invited him to his party.

It can be said, Steven was a man who also paid close attention.

That man had a thousand ways to tease him in all sorts of ways if he was no longer happy about one thing. And if Harry didn't want Steven to pester him with various calls until he wanted to come to the party. Harry had to be at the party of the day no matter what.

"Looks like, I haven't asked Dirga to prepare a party dress for you," asked Harry, breaking the silence.

Cleo looked at him.

"Are you talking to me?" She asked, confused.

Harry stared at her.

"If I don't talk to you. Then, who else? To our driver who can't possibly wear a dress?" Harry quipped lazily.

"Ah, so you talked to me. You talk suddenly and confuse me. What party do you mean?" Cleo asked, failing to understand.

Harry held back his irritation.

"Didn't I tell you we were going to a party and asked you to get ready?" Harry asked with the corners of his lips raised.

"Sorry. I totally forgot. So right now we're going to go buy a dress?"  Cleo  asked to make sure.

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Harry immediately looked away and glanced at the driver.

"To the Aurora boutique now!" he exclaimed, looking to the other side and ignoring Cleo.

Cleo looked up.

Why was his temper so bad ?! Had he never learned that patience was the key to peace? Why did he not want to have peace within himself at all?

Cleo thought irritably.

Okay. Whatever he wants I can only obey.

They finally went to his family's subscription boutique.

Aurora Boutique was a very well-known boutique and was one of Harry's extended family boutiques for a long time.

Apart from being frequently visited by business people who wanted to add to their collections with various kinds of clothes that were up to date and keep up with the times. Or, for certain other purposes.

Aurora Boutique was also frequently visited by several artists and idols who wanted to use their services to made fantastic clothes to support their artistic appearance. And, for certain events which of course required more attention about fashion and design.

That was why, Aurora boutique was often included in various kinds of shows on several tv stations with the theme of their amazing design excellence.

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