Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Cleo felt there was nothing wrong with her and looked at Harry with a flat expression.

"Shouldn't you thank me?" asked Cleo.

"Because of me, everyone doesn't lengthen their questions and make it difficult for you. So that you should feel happy now," subconsciously Cleo was hoped her services to be appreciated.

"But, don't you feel that something is wrong with Grandma?" asked Cleo suddenly as if she realized something.

Harry stared at her.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with him?" asked Harry, not getting what Cleo meant.

Cleo answered doubtfully.

"I don't know, I'm also confused. But I feel that Grandma is a little different. I don't know maybe it's just my feelings. I feel like she has been staring at me for a long time. And seeing her gaze, I thought that she was going to scold me. Could it be that I did something wrong?" asked Cleo who was trying to guess with mixed feelings.

Harry gave her a serious look.

"Do you feel like you did something wrong with her?" asked Harry in return.

Cleo thought for a moment.

"I certainly have done a lot of wrong to her," she said confidently.

Harry stared at her in surprise.

"For example, first. I lied about this marriage. I lied about our intimacy too. I lied about our relationship and I lied about anything that could support our lies. Doesn't that mean I've done a lot of wrong to her?" said Cleo, revealing all the mistakes she had done to Sofia.

Cleo couldn't imagine what hell was waiting for her in the afterlife.

Harry felt like Cleo was making a joke.

"Why? You feel regretful now?" Harry replied, offsetting Cleo's anxiety.

Cleo took his question seriously.

"You know, I did it not because I wanted to, but because I had to. So if you ask me whether I regret it or not. I can only say that I can't regret anything now. Because this has become my choice and our decision. We both have to suffer the consequences together. You certainly can't escape," said Cleo, expressing all her beliefs about bearing all their consequences together.

Cleo added.

"After all, we don't have a time machine to turn our time back in time, right?" Cleo raised both eyebrows and shoulders at the same time.

Harry had the same thought as Cleo. Agree that they will have to bear all the consequences they agreed on properly if their lies were exposed later.

It all started from his grandmother's insistence on getting married and showing the girl he had been hiding all this time. Harry had no other choice but to bring up the 'girl he's hiding', when in reality the woman didn't exist.

And Cleo also honestly did this because of various considerations. However, she felt quite guilty for abusing someone's kindness.

"I hope that Grandma will not hate me later," Cleo said honestly and hopefully. Cleo really meant it when she said it.

Already considered Sofia as her own grandmother. Cleo found a family feeling near Sofia. Cleo was also very grateful to her because she had been willing to help her a lot during this time, even though she was nobody.

Harry, who knew that Cleo didn't want to disappoint his grandmother, was moved to say something.

"Sooner or later, Grandma's wish will be fulfilled," he said softly, making Cleo stare at him in surprise.

"What wish will be fulfilled?" asked Cleo, not understanding.

Harry caught a glimpse.

"Whatever it is, about our relationship. She just needs to wait," Harry replied in a hovering manner so as not to give a more detailed explanation.

Cleo didn't understand any of his meaning.

Where Harry's words actually mean that he will make Cleo truly his legal wife by any means and by any situation.

Cleo certainly didn't need to know this for a while. Because Harry didn't want Cleo to keep her distance from him so she might run away if he just said this now.

Harry would have done anything to try to win her heart.

Even if he had to use warnings, threats, or even coercion. Harry will make sure that Cleo will be the only woman who will always be by his side and will not go anywhere.

It didn't matter whether the method he used was right or wrong, and appropriate or not. Harry will keep working on it.

Will not let anyone steal Cleo from him. Including Willy, a man who had known Cleo for a long time. Long before Harry knew her. Harry still wouldn't care about it all. Because time was certainly not a benchmark for someone to be able to get their partner.

Harry then began to show his existence in front of Cleo. Trying to get the woman to be around him for almost 24 hours except during their bedtime (because it's not yet time).

Harry seemed to have been giving her a hard time this week. Often use eye contact to check the temperature of her feelings. But always in the range of zero or only slightly up.

Harry also had now issued a new rule to always take their lunchtime together. It didn't matter whether one of us was busy or out of the office for a job.

Harry will pull Cleo to lunch with him. To the point of making Dirga even shudder with great confusion.

Dirga really didn't know what was happening to his boss. And what was he thinking? Repeatedly asking the same questions. Dirga had been amazed hundreds of times.

"This afternoon you should have lunch with Mr. Sticwerd of Wing Corp. But you suddenly canceled your appointment. And just wanted to have lunch around here with Miss Cleo and then go see Mr. Sticwerd without doing the ritual of having lunch together?" asked Dirga with a million question marks.

Harry replied casually.

"Hem," he exclaimed shortly. Dirga spontaneously repeated it.

"Hem??" repeated Dirga following Harry's words. Harry finally added.

"Didn't I have the promise and not you? Why are you so noisy talking about this for half an hour anyway?" asked Harry unhappily. Dirga certainly did not have the authority to regulate it.

But Dirga tried to be patient.

"But this is a plan that has been scheduled since two months ago. Do you need to cancel it suddenly like this?" asked Dirga in frustration.

Harry's next remark frustrated the man even more.

"Then, cancel all my promises at lunchtime. Whenever it is, I don't want my lunchtime with Cleo to be interrupted or replaced by something else. Move all schedules registered at that hour. I don't want a second revision," exclaimed Harry without feeling the guilt that his secretary had to work twice and do lots of things.

Dirga didn't seem satisfied.

"But how is that possible? Haven't you canceled an appointment all this time?" Dirga asked.

"But I'm not canceling the promise. Just moving the schedule according to my new routine. I have to have lunch with that woman at noon and that can be anywhere," explained Harry still in his decision.

Dirga's head seemed to spin.

"Telling someone not to make a second revision. But it happened because of you. Isn't that so unfair? Besides, if you want to have lunch with Miss Cleo. Couldn't you do that after the meeting?" asked Dirga, still trying to persuade.

One hour after Mr. Harry's scheduled meeting with Mr. Sticwerd this afternoon was indeed empty. Because Mr. Harry asked for his spare time to be filled with his time to read the many reports that have come to his desk for approval.

So didn't that mean, their lunch schedule can be moved to that hour? After all, the title remained the same. And Mr. Harry can do it in the study. As before, he often did when he didn't have lunch with his wife.

Having enough made all the employees gossip freely behind their boss. Dirga knew that Harry's change of attitude had caught the attention of many of his workers.

Harry didn't seem to care.

"Is she ready?" asked Harry without noticing the pair of eyes that were already barking at him with an angelic expression.

Dirga tried not to show his frustration because his persuasion was in vain. Until he answered with a heavy heart.

"I have asked Miss Cleo to come down to the lobby. She will definitely arrive soon," said Dirga forcefully. Harry seemed satisfied to hear that.

Waiting patiently in his car and waiting for the woman with jet black hair to come out of the lobby door. Harry looked enthusiastic when he saw Cleo running out of the door.

Hastily walked towards the car that was waiting for her. Cleo immediately opened the door to enter.

"Sorry. I just finished my assignment for a bit. The printers wanted me to sample them first so they could start working on the drawings. Did I make you wait a long time?" asked Cleo anxiously.

Harry had been showing her a good attitude lately. But it was possible that he will be angry with her if Cleo made him impatient to wait. Miraculously, Harry didn't even seem angry.

Harry told Dirga to take them to a restaurant immediately. Dirga, who today was the driver because Mr. Gray was unable to attend, complied. Speeding their car toward the busy highway that will be crowded at lunchtime.

They finally arrive at a restaurant not far from their office to save time and try new things. Seeing that this was the first time Cleo had stepped on the restaurant. Cleo looked worriedly at Harry.

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