Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Harry immediately put on a serious face.

"Why do you say that?" asked Harry disapprovingly. Cleo replied casually.

"That's because your attitude is so ambiguous. Sometimes it's annoying and sometimes it's either good or has certain intentions. I really don't know what's in your heart and mind. Starting to have doubts because we don't seem like a good fit. Luckily, this marriage is not our real one."

Harry was sinking deeper into the feeling of misery when Cleo lightly said that their marriage was not real and their relationship would not be compatible for no apparent reason.

Harry stopped all his activities.

"I never thought this marriage wasn't real," said Harry with emotions he was holding back tightly.

Cleo suddenly fell silent.

"Did I misspoke again?" Cleo spoke in annoyance.

Cleo herself wondered why she kept saying the wrong thing every time she faced Harry. Maybe this was because her brain and mouth were problematic. Cleo then corrected her thoughts when she remembered something.

Cleo was already looking at Harry seriously and confidently.

"Isn't that what you've told me before?" said Cleo which made Harry's eyebrows rise. Harry didn't seem to immediately understand what she was saying.

Cleo was forced to repeat.

"Don't ever forget. This is just a contract marriage. You and I aren't really married! So don't ever think that this wedding is your real one.' I still remember clearly all your words at that time," said Cleo, reminding Harry again about his own words on their wedding day.

Harry at the time, had clearly made it clear that their marriage would never be their real one. So why did he look angry and forget his own words?

Harry cursed his own stupidity. And regretted making useless statements that he can't be responsible for. Harry felt himself in a corner of the situation.

Knew that if he dodged it now and pretended he didn't remember, it would only make him look like he couldn't keep his promise. Harry didn't want to admit it either.

"Did I ever say that?" Harry muttered, pretended not to remember.

Cleo looked at him with probing eyes.

"I know you remember. So don't pretend to forget. So which of your words should I listen to?" Cleo said, asking for reassurance.

Harry couldn't help but answer.

"Of course my most recent words. We are married by contract. However, our marriage is legally valid." Harry said, didn't want to be blamed.

Cleo seemed amazed by Harry's words. Indirectly, she was agreeing that what he said was true.

Cleo then got up to finish her meal.

"Where are you going?" asked Harry, he looked like he did not satisfied with their conversation.

Cleo had already lifted her plate.

"I've finished eating and I'm getting sleepy. I'll go back to my room," Cleo answered simply.

Harry spontaneously mocked her.

"Piggy Girl," Harry said very quietly. Cleo could still hear it.

Raising one eyebrow, Cleo asked.

"Piggy Girl?"

Cleo found this very funny.

"You narrow-minded man! You know that?" Cleo teased him back.

Harry immediately glared at her. Cleo didn't look scared.

Knew that they were in a win-win-one position. Cleo certainly wouldn't just sit there if Harry mocked her casually.

Cleo hurriedly ran into her room. And began to lay down her tired body to sleep for a while. A message came into her cell phone. Cleo read the short message.

[ 'I WILL NOT LET YOU LIFE HAPPY!!' ]

Wrote the message so mysteriously using capital letters and bold print up with two exclamation marks. Cleo put down her phone for a moment quickly.

Cleo, who felt quite shocked and panicked, started reading the message again.

[ 'I WILL NOT LET YOU LIFE HAPPY!!' ]

followed by a second message, which came not long after she finished reading the first message.

[ 'I'LL TAKE AWAY YOUR HAPPINESS AFTER THIS!!' ]

Then the third message.

[ 'YOU'LL SEE!!!' ]

Cleo studied the contents of the message carefully. Felt not recognize the row of numbers listed on it. Who exactly had threatened her at this time of night?

And since when did she have enemies? Then, who did that person mean by the word 'you'? So whose happiness that person will not allow? Could it be that the person meant was Cleo and Harry's happiness?

A married couple living happily in the eyes of the public. And that person would never want to let it go.

Cleo suddenly had a bad feeling.

Didn't understand why the message had to be addressed to her? Should she tell Harry about this? Or how?

Cleo was still struggling with that thought when Harry suddenly appeared.

"Why is your expression like that when reading a message? Is that not a good message?" asked Harry who somehow managed to emerge from the doorway and stood in front of Cleo.

Cleo who was being serious was automatically taken by surprise.

"Since when did you come in? And why didn't you knock on the door?" asked Cleo who even took issue with Harry's impolite attitude that was unpredictable.

Harry had, of course, forgotten that this was a woman's room and even though it was his legal wife. They were not related in a close enough relationship to let the opposite sex into their private space.

Thought Harry might want to get back at her since Cleo had once barged into Dirga's study the first time they had known each other.

Harry certainly didn't, for that reason.

"I've knocked on the door several times but you didn't respond. I reflexively opened the unlocked door and entered. Your facial expression doesn't look good. Did you get any bad news?" asked Harry who was quite worried by the change in Cleo's face that looked tense.

"I'm fine," Cleo exclaimed while fixing her facial expression.

Harry certainly didn't believe that.

Quickly, he took the cell phone from Cleo's hand. Harry was quickly able to read the three threatening messages sent by the mysterious number to Cleo. He felt his anger rise to the top.

Harry turned to Cleo.

"You got threatening messages?" Harry asked.

"I'm not too sure." Cleo tried not to make matters worse and exaggerate something that didn't necessarily happen.

Harry glared at Cleo.

"If I don't enter your room and take your cell phone. Are you not going to tell me about this matter?" Harry asked with anger.

Harry certainly would not remain silent on this matter.

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"Since when did you get this message?" Harry asked impatiently again after Cleo seemed to fall silent.

Cleo could feel her face turning pale.

"You alright?" Harry softened his voice that had risen a little. Cleo spontaneously shook her head.

"I was just surprised that's all. Besides, I also just got this message, just now. I have no idea who this message is from and can't guess who it might be. Do you have a shadow?" Cleo asked anxiously, hoping that Harry knew something.

Harry had actually predicted one person and that person was Aretta. But he didn't want to assume too quickly without evidence. This threat coincided very well with Harry's meeting with Aretta.

But, could this message indeed came from her?

"I do not know. But send me the number and give me a screenshot of the message. I'll get someone to investigate. You better not worry too much," Harry tried to calm Cleo down.

Cleo then tried to catch her breath. Until Harry felt a little surprised.

"Did this message shock you so much?" asked Harry who didn't want Cleo to think too much about the contents of the message and felt that her behavior was quite excessive.

Could it be that she was actually a coward? That's why, when she got a message containing a threat. She was so scared and worried.

"Honestly, I did think of one person as the culprit. But I'm not sure because it could be someone else. I'm afraid that what happened in my past will happen again."

Harry seemed interested in Cleo's story.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously.

Cleo was a little hesitant to tell him. Felt that it wasn't an interesting story to hear and Harry certainly wouldn't be interested. Harry instead forced Cleo to tell the story.

"Say whatever you want to say and tell me. Because I will hear everything," said Harry, tried to calm down. But in his heart, a slashing feeling seemed to be tracing his soul.

Cleo was calmer when she had spoken.

"I used to have a very close female friend. She is my best friend who the most intimate friends and vice versa. We were friends when we were in junior high school. Then continue for the following years. We both finally know the same man," said Cleo slowly but sequentially from the beginning of the story.

Harry listened intently.

"My best friend loved him. Started chasing the guy and kept trying to get him. I had no idea that she had such a huge obsession with the man she loved. So that at that time she was very angry at me when the man she liked rejected her and declared his love for me. Our friendship was destroyed finally at that time."

Cleo held her breath once to neutralize her emotions as she spoke. Harry who was already sitting nearby, looked at Cleo with narrowed eyes.

"He ... Asked you out. Then, what's your answer?" Harry's focus was instead has shifted on the end of the end word of Cleo's story.

Cleo frowned.

"Of course that's not what I want to be concerned about. But about our relationship being ruined because of that problem…"

Harry cut Cleo off quickly.

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