Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Chapter 227 - 227 ( Mine )

Harry moved forward to drape Cleo's necklace back around his neck.

"With a lot of effort and money, of course."

Cleo was stunned. They were too close. And Cleo could smell the soft, intoxicating scent of Harry's chosen perfume. Several times she unconsciously inhaled and didn't want her breath to hit Harry.

"It's so pretty. And it suits you."

Cleo noticed the pendulum Harry had given her. So beautiful and impressive. So it was not surprising that the price set is very expensive..

"But, how do you get it? Didn't you say, it's possible that this pendulum is far apart from the chain of the necklace? Very far. You might even have a hard time finding it."

"That's right. And that's what love is like. If the two are a couple. And they were destined to be together. No matter how far they are and any difficulties for them, they can unite. Then, in the end, with using a lot of effort, they could be put together."

Cleo laughed at these unexpected words.

"You see? This is proof of our love! Although we may not be like pendulums and the chain of the necklace that are far apart by distance or place. But in the beginning, we didn't have each other's hearts. But if we have destined, even hearts that don't have each other can finally have each other."

Harry took Cleo's hand and kissed it. Hugged her for a while and continued to stare warmly. Harry then spoke earnestly.

"I may not be good at stringing beautiful words together for you. But what I said next was honestly from the bottom of my heart. That I want you and only you."

"Cause of that, Cleo. Will you be my companion forever? Sharing our love for each other and love me with all your heart. Will not turn to other men. And only look at me."

Cleo's eyes glazed over. She was really touched by Harry's words and she was still trying to control her feelings so they wouldn't overflow.

"Harry... I..."

Cleo looked up and touched Harry's gaunt face.

"I don't know what words are suitable for replying to you. All of the feelings embedded in my heart seemed ready to scream, but also just swirled inside. My lips also seem stiff right now at the same time as my brain seems to fail to work properly, "If there was a line that could perfectly represent my current feelings, I would definitely say it to you with confidence. But no matter how many times I think and look for the right words to show my heart. I didn't get it either."

"But, the sure thing I can tell you right now is that I am very happy to hear your honesty. So much! And I also feel what you feel."

A beautiful smile was perfectly painted on Harry's handsome face. It thrilled Cleo's heart again and made her immersed in his charm even more. Cleo's cheerfulness also lifted Harry's confidence even higher.

Harry flashed something again.

"You still remember the magic I said?"

The conversation quickly turned to a puzzling question.

"If you're curious, then take a look at your pendant."

Although confused and did not understand, Cleo complied with Harry's request. She looked down and pulled the pendant higher so she could see it. As Harry pushed Cleo's body to face the almost setting sun.

A scientific miracle was made with just a simple thing in front of Cleo's eyes. Just as the sun's rays came into her locket. Produces a change in the color of the pendulum which is initially clear, turning into various colors.

"Harry! This pendant can also shine with different colors like our wedding rings? Then, what's even more absurd is…"

Staring at Harry in disbelief. Cleo continued to observe her pendulum.

The shade of color stored in the pendant is not just a color that can change. Rather half a rainbow circle appears from inside the pendant's eye. The color becomes very pretty not only when the necklace rubs against the ring as they had tried.

Now, the necklace can also create a shadow of a natural phenomenon, not only when the rain was over and the sun shines on one corner of the place that made it bend and refract.

The light was now able to move from one medium to another without any raindrops and only through the intermediary of the sun setting on the hill. All of those magical phenomena can happen? So it was only natural that Harry could confidently say that he would perform a miracle!

"This is amazing!" Cleo didn't stop being amazed.

Harry was proud.

"You like it that much?"

Cleo nodded super sure.

"He-em. Of course. More than like!"

Cleo hugged Harry tightly. Kissed both cheeks and moved to the forehead. The last kiss moved to Harry's thin lips. Soft and slow. They both kissed each other with their eyes closed.

"I love you..."

"I love you too..."

The kiss stopped as Harry pulled something out of his grasp. It was Cleo's wedding ring. And Harry immediately pinned it to Cleo's ring finger in a soft whisper.

"You are mine and forever."

Cleo's face turned red. They both smiled happily and hugged each other tightly. Then re-express their feelings with a more intense kiss.

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There was a big commotion at Robbyanto's new residence. The man in all his dashed hopes to start his entire business from scratch. The complexity of her new life still has to be colored by all the patterns of his daughter's abusive behavior.

Constantly whining for them to move out of their current home. And looking for a new that more decent home. Martharine didn't stop squealing in annoyance while seeking attention.

"I don't like living here. This home is too small for me to roam freely as I please. And my room is narrower than our old house. Dad has to do something!"

Though, Robby had been made dizzy while he was trying to find new prospects around their new place of residence. Then struggled to provide a better life as her daughter wanted.

But it was always the quick and practical results that Martha wanted. As a result of the comfortable and perfect living habits that Robby gave her. So that the stumbling block in front of his daughter's eyes now looks like a towering hill.

"I know it's uncomfortable. But you have to start getting used to a simple life."

Willy looked at his father with a lot of meaning. He was glad Robby didn't spoil his daughter again. And Robby's common sense seemed to be on the right track.

But Martha still whined like a child.

"I don't like living here, dad! Will never! This place is too rundown. And we have to get out of here quickly before we turn into the mold or the mildew!"

Robby was still trying to keep his composure.

"It can not. Because this is the best effort I could give. And you have to accept it as a result of your own doing."

Martha was at a loss for her words. She wanted to reply. But none of the exact words summed up perfectly in her head. So she was forced to sulk alone. Just walked away and ignored her father's presence.

Then, there was no one to hold her.

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