Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband - Chapter 210

[ ‘Do you guys not feel that message is a little weird? ] – Asked Arthur with maximum seriousness. He has repeatedly enlarged the photos and even subsequent videos that were just sent by the message of their chat group.

Arthur defamed someone after.

[ ‘Unlucky! Where is @Reihanegara94? He suddenly disappeared and there was no news from him? ]

Arthur several times tagged Reihan’s name. But his message was didn’t get a return. And even managed to read by him.

[ ‘What did he suddenly be kidnapped? ] – Asked Arthur with half annoyed because that man would usually reply to their message quickly.

Alfin has expressed his ignorance.

[ ‘I didn’t know and couldn’t guess. Indeed why do you suddenly look for him? ]

[ ‘Reihan certainly can be guessed what weirdness was in the photos. Because he was a huge careful person and was used to found irregularities in certain situations besides me. However, he could not open his team’s chat group so far?? How dares him? ]

Arthur’s statement, of course, intended sharply insinuating. But someone, who he talking about, in reality, was still in a poor mood due to being rejected by Steylla.

Steven who did not know it, getting out the GIF of one cartoon character who was raising his shoulders. As the sign as he didn’t know anything.

@w.e.b.n.o.v.e.l

Harry left a new message.

[ ‘To answer your question about ‘who is the culprit’. It will obviously be the work of your four. I’m waiting for good news from you. And finally, let me know anything if you have found something! ]

Harry immediately left the chat group just like that. Back staring at the photos with dark views.

Harry keeps wondering in his mind, which humans have dared to challenge and attack him?

Harry also did not understand why that person had to ruffle their rooms? Leave the message in his wife’s room and not his own room?

Harry then watched Cleo. Trying to didn’t make any slightest sound and wake her up. Time flew by fast as Harry had just closed his eyes. Instead of falling asleep on the bed. He accidentally instead fell asleep in his chair.

Cleo woke up the next day looking confused. Did not understand how Harry could suddenly change places and positions.

Cleo continued to watch Harry in silence.

Smiling a few times when the two of them managed to express their feelings last night. Harry finally woke up and realized there someone’s shadow had been watching him for a long time.

Harry’s eyes immediately fell on a pair of clear eyes who were surprised to see him open the eyes. Harry yawned. Stretching his body and muscles.

Harry then asked weakly.

“You have got up?” Harry asked as he moved forward to gently stroke Cleo’s head.

Cleo found comfort in that touch.

“Yes. And are you still tired?” asked Cleo who noticed Harry’s face didn’t look fresh after resting. Cleo then rubbed her right eye.

“Why are you sleeping there and sitting like you’re looking after a patient?”

Cleo was so sure that the sitting position was unpleasant.

“Maybe it’s because I’m fascinated by you?”

Rolling her eyes and frowning, Cleo had a feeling Harry was going to say something ridiculous.

“Fascinated? To me?” Cleo doubted Harry’s random compliment in the morning.

Harry leaned his face forward.

“Yes. Why not?” Harry didn’t think what he said was wrong.

“Your sleeping face is so cute. And your sleeping style, too, is so eye-catching. So, how could I not be blown away by it all?”

Cleo rolled her eyes.

“Come on, Harry. Don’t talk nonsense in the morning. And don’t make fun of me!”

Harry put on a stupid face.

“Why am I being accused of sarcastic?”

“Because my sleep is a mess. Cause of that, you must want to make fun of me!”

Cleo struggled to get up and got out of bed. However, Harry held Cleo’s leg with both his feet. Pinned her to the edge of the bed and startled her.

Cleo studied Harry’s body language with wary eyes.

“What is it?” Cleo asked.

“Where do you wish you could go?”

Cleo answered with a strange look.

“Going out of this room and looking for something to eat while my stomach is churning?”

Harry was still pressing Cleo’s leg.

“Let me tell Aunt Ane to bring it.”

Cleo put on a surprised face.

“Why did you have to tell Aunt Ane to do that? Don’t I still have the legs to go down myself and get it?”

Harry still didn’t even give Cleo a chance to move her legs.

Harry watched Cleo.

“Why? You didn’t want?”

Cleo hastily corrected.

“No. Of course, not! If you want to do it. Why not? Am I not your princess?” Cleo joked coquettishly.

Harry laughed happily. Shaked his head and stands up afterward.

Harry came out to do what he had said. Looked at Cleo one last time before he went downstairs and met his housekeeper. Asked Aunt Ane to prepare two servings of food for them after he had approached her.

Harry also didn’t forget to ask Aunt Ane to prepare warm drinks for them.

Harry finally brought that food by himself to their room with an interesting pose.

Two hands he filled with two trays contain foods. And one of his feet pushed the door so as wide open. After his right elbow managed to press the doorknob. Harry placed the two trays on Cleo’s bed after he went inside.

“Breakfast has arrived. And please, spend it!”

Cleo’s eyes blinked a few times. And she felt something was wrong.

“You let me eat in bed?”

Already surprised to see him deliver it by himself. This time, Cleo was also surprised to see Harry allowed her to eat on the bed.

Cause, anyone knew, Harry was a man with such a stronghold on things about hygiene. Then, already have a lot of rules ranging from a-z about what should and should not happen in this house.

But, for this time. Everything looked different. And Harry’s demeanor had changed a lot. Until his old habits began rarely he did again, kept popping up.

Harry stared at Cleo for a moment as he folded his arms.

“Why? Do you want to eat somewhere else? And don’t want to be lazy?”

Cleo was still dumbfounded.

“Hey… since when can I be lazy? Then, since when did you become so generous about cleanliness and tidiness?”

Cleo continued to stare at Harry in disbelief.

“Didn’t you ever like it when someone polluted your place? Especially your room? And then, I might as well accidentally drop food on this bed!”

Harry, in an unusual manner, responded casually.

So, Cleo finally chose a new alternative alone.

“I will eat at that empty table. And, may I ask for your help to put this food on there?” Cleo said sweetly.

Pointed to one short table adjacent to the long sofa on one side of the room. Because she didn’t want to infuriate Harry if he might be changing his mind when something he didn’t want to have happened.

Harry obeyed obediently.

“Er, okay. It’s up to you. And be careful when you get down of bed.”

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