Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

"Martharine Chalisse. A rising model and artist. Don't you want to ask for an autograph from me?" Martha asked without any intention to welcome Cleo's hand.

Cleo, who realized that uncooperative attitude, immediately pulled her hand back in resignation.

"Oh, but sorry. I don't know about that, " Cleo replied casually too. But managed to make Martha grimace.

"You don't seem to be getting along well, right?" Martha sneered softly.

Cleo agreed.

"Yes. It is true. Or maybe you're less famous which makes me who is less sociable not recognize you?" Cleo replied, playing softly.

Martha looked at her in disbelief. Meanwhile, Steven laughed silently on his guard. And Harry didn't show any expression.

"Honey," Martha clinging spoiled beside Harry on the other side. Cleo looked at her in amazement.

"Why do you have to rush to get married? And why did you even choose a woman whose origin is not clear? Am I not pretty? Sexy? And cute?"

Martha's many questions made Cleo shudder.

Cleo knew from the very beginning that this woman appeared. He kept staring intently at Cleo and ignored her. And when her gaze turned to Harry, her eyes continued to fill with blossoms.

But what was this sickening attitude that kept flirting with a man she knew clearly married and took his wife along? Didn't she notice the madness she was doing right now?

Cleo sighed.

What happened if that woman found out about the fake marriage and contract of the man she loved?

Will she kick Cleo away and try to put herself in her place for nothing? On the contrary, if necessary she would be willing to give anything in return for Harry as gratitude. That's it, right?

Cleo closed her eyes once, trying to control her focus which began to split. At least he was lucky that Harry seemed to dislike Martha for whatever reason was logical or not.

And Cleo can guess exactly what the reason was.

Harry tried to get Martha's hand away from him. And opened his mouth for the first time since the woman came.

"Please keep your attitude. I am married and you may not still have a chance to approach me again. Now or then. I still won't be interested in you."

Harry's words were like magic, making Martha lose her identity and stayed in her place for quite a long time. Although this was not the first or second time Martha had received sharp or subtle objections from Harry.

But the fact that her efforts and hopes had not welcomed her have made Martha unable to keep her sad face.

It's been two years, Martha harbored feelings for Harry and also pursued him. But until this moment, why didn't that man open his heart to Martha?

Wasn't she beautiful, bizarre, and made the eyes of all men glow whenever they saw the beauty of her face and body? But why didn't that seem enough for her to get Harry's attention?

Whereas Martha used to think that Harry might really be gay as the rumor had it. So that with all her flirty and spoiled attitudes, Martha can make men who have deviant sexual orientation straight again.

But after finding out that the man had finally married whoever that woman was, Martha almost completely destroyed one of her apartments.

Martha, who failed to attend Harry's wedding a month ago because of the tight security and invitations she couldn't get. Finally, can meet the woman who had now become Harry's wife?

Like an opportunity that came for her to judge!

But with just one look, Martha could already saw a lot of advantages over that woman.

Cleo Alayster was not as tall, slender, and as beautiful as Martha! Not as cute, exciting, and fun as she was! So that she actually looked more ancient and old-fashioned than herself.

So what did the man see from her? Was that innocent face? Or that short stature?

Martha sneered in her heart. Then looked at the woman with displeasure. When she just managed to control her own feelings and started the conversation that was friendly again. Harry had already pulled Cleo away from her who could only watch them leave without moving.

Steven who felt sorry for Martha touched her shoulder.

"Never mind, Martha. You better turn over a new heart for your future. Don't stay locked up in your unrequited obsession. And waste the many men who are chasing you. Isn't it time for you to relax yourself?" Steven exclaimed, giving input as he left Martha who could only be silent.

Martha clenched her fists tightly.

Then, when Harry managed to pull Cleo away from the parasitic woman, Cleo casually immediately asked Harry a question.

"Did she ever become a model for an adult magazine?" Cleo asked, suddenly making Harry look at him.

"How do you know? Didn't you say you didn't know her?" Harry asked back nonchalantly.

"I really don't know her. But it seems I've seen her. So, has she really been a model for an adult magazine?" Cleo asked curiously again.

Harry moved his gaze away from Cleo. Made Cleo push back.

"Hey! You have not answered my question! So what I'm saying is true or not? Because I seem to have seen her face in some adult magazine that I saw at my friend's house! Em, is that her?" Cleo asked once again.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"You play at your friend's place who has a magazine like that?" Harry asked about something else.

Cleo frowned.

"Isn't that okay?" Cleo asked, did not understand what Harry meant. Harry gave up.

"About that, I don't know. I guess, yes. But I don't really know because I don't want to find out. But looking at her appearance and mannerisms, don't I no need to answer your question?" Harry replied making his argument.

Cleo nodded in agreement.

"Then, which one is Steylla?" Cleo asked again with an interfering attitude.

Harry stared at her.

"I'm curious because that woman is so feared by Boss Reihan. Even though Boss Reihan is known to be very fierce and talkative at work! So how scary is that woman?" Cleo asked curiously while looking around looking for a figure that might be made a man scared.

Harry shook his head helplessly.

"Can't you stop calling him that? However, now you don't work with him anymore. So why do you still call him boss? Is this some kind of habit?"

Harry asked a waiter to bring glasses of drink for them.

Cleo glanced at him and chuckled.

"Oops! Habit. Sorry," Cleo said guiltily.

Harry shook his head wearily again.

"If Steylla shows up I'll introduce her to you. So you don't have to stretch your neck to find the person," Harry held Cleo's shoulders not to keep going up following her neck and head that kept looking around.

Cleo smiled dryly.

"Okay," she added quietly as she returned to adjust her standing position.

Honestly, Harry wasn't quite sure he'd recognized Steylla that well. After all, they had not seen each other for a long time and Harry didn't communicate with her very often because her attention was always on Reihan.

But maybe that woman will remain the same as her 5 years ago? Harry thought that casually.

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Until some time passed and Cleo was left alone for a while when Harry had to accompany several people to discuss business.

It was not difficult for Cleo to adapt well to all the new and also busy situations that occur around her while she was at the party. Of course, Cleo only needed to fill the gap in her time by enjoying all the food that was served.

But, unfortunately! When Cleo was tasting a cake that was served on the table, someone suddenly bumped into her and spilled a drink on her.

"Ouch, sorry!" the woman exclaimed half guiltily and in shock.

Cleo almost cursed when she lifted her head and saw who was the person who deliberately spilled the drink on her.

Martharine Clarrise.

So she accidentally spilled a drink on her dress which had been specially crafted by a famous designer. Al ... ah, whatever the name Steven mentioned! Did she dare to do that in front of everyone?

Cleo held back her irritation that seemed to explode. While starting to digest some of the things that were the important points of this incident. Cleo tried to control herself well.

So, was this the reason? Harry chose a black dress for her and 2 extra dresses to spare in case she needed them?

Truly like a psychic who can predict exactly what will happen in the future!

Why can't that guy just work as an astrologer?!

The wine spilled by Martha might not be a problem for Cleo's dress to cover it up. But cake ..

Martha must have hit Cleo on purpose when Cleo lifted a piece of cake full of cream in her hand.

As a result. The cake fell smoothly on her clothes and had a stain that was very difficult to remove, simply by wiping it off with a tissue she had grabbed up close.

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