Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Chapter 244 - 244 ( Plan )

"Now, what's your plan?"

Finished crying and disappointed, Sofia regained her senses. Feeling much calmer and looking forward to a bright future for them.

Harry explained the words seriously.

An unexpected sentence shook Sofia.

"I apologize. All the hassle happened because of me. And I should have tackled this matter without being discouraged."

Sofia looked Harry straight in the eye after she managed to accept Harry's sincerity.

"I'm not asking to hold you accountable. You know that very well."

Sofia was back to being normal.

"But I wonder what you will do after this. And how do you perceive their accusations."

Harry instantly spoke as honestly as he had wanted from the beginning.

"I'll try to find Jenny again."

Harry's statement shook Sofia. She felt congested. But she also looked forward to that hope.

"Maybe it won't be easy. But I will try to find traces of her until I can in all lawful ways."

Sofia didn't give a ban.

"Scars,"

These two short words invite questions.

"Jenny has a scar on her hand. She accidentally fell from a tree and was injured. I hope that helps you. After I heard from Daniar that you came to the main residence and took a photo of Jenny from inside the warehouse."

Harry recorded this information in his mind. And will share this information with his team. Sofia impulsively grabbed Harry's hand.

"I don't know if I can expect much from you or not. However, I really hope that you will always be lucky and succeed in finding Jenny, my precious poor granddaughter."

Sofia then told a little about Jenny's habits.

"She is a quiet girl. She rarely acted natter. She knew that her father hated anything troublesome. Therefore, as much as possible she rarely asked and was independent. But that day, because she was just recovering from illness and needed a lot of attention. She was more spoiled than usually, like children her age. She suddenly wanted to be noticed. And she wanted to be pampered."

Harry understood those things quite well.

The memories of Jenny were only vaguely left behind. But in the remnants of that memory, Harry could remember how Jenny didn't cry even when she was hurt. Then today, Harry just found out that on the day Jenny was trying to save a cat and climbed a tree until she finally fell.

That day Jenny was also injured and got a scar.

"Look! The most important thing now is that I've managed to save this little cat. It won't be lost and scared."

Harry also still remembers how Jenny's story smiled when she saw the ground and hugged a cat in her arms.

Harry frowned unintentionally.

Feeling this situation they are in was so annoying and worrying.

Sofia interrupted Harry's thoughts.

"Then I seem to still have the image saved."

Harry failed to understand Sofia's meaning. But he kept an eye on Sofia's movements. Saw her take out the cellphone which was she placed on the table not far from her sitting position on the bed.

"I'm sure I've told someone to make sure Grandma doesn't touch those electronic items for the sake of Grandma's heart health."

Sofia smiled a little.

"You thought you can restrain me? Blocking my will and exposing this matter from me."

Harry chose to remain silent and didn't reply. Until a picture message entered Harry's cell phone. And the photo turned out to be from Sofia.

"It's a scar created by a small accident back then."

Harry looked closely at the shape of the scratch left on Jenny's tiny hand. The scratches are quite long and are located in the palm of the left hand.

Sofia's sigh was heard.

"Even though she was seriously injured. Jenny could still smile in response to an adult's question. Then just a little while the doctor stitched up the wound."

Sofia then said more seriously.

"I probably can't guarantee that the scar is still there today. Or even not. However, this might be a reference or help for you."

Harry nodded.

"Then let them take care of you and don't limit them after what shook us as a result of you passing out!"

Sofia's patient room door accidentally opened. Pushed from the outside and presented a pair of brothers sisters were putting on innocent faces.

Christina and Kiki shared a shy smile.

"We're just worried about you two. We are afraid a problem will happen again. And… everything turned out is fine."

Kiky also commented.

"This is so unfair," Kiky stood up straight and protested, "Grandma let Harry come inside. But we didn't, hem?!"

This little jealousy invited a frown to appear on Kiky's face. Christina also agreed.

"That's right. This is called discrimination. And Grandma has now shown an openly discriminatory attitude."

Christina was starting to sob.

Sofia couldn't help but stare blankly. Glancing at the two with resignation and sighing. Sofia gave a small warning.

"I know that your sad faces are fake. So, let's stop acting and wipe those crocodile tears of yours."

Kiky suddenly took one side with Sofia.

"Exactly. So with that fake cry, who exactly did you want to fool?"

Christina reflexively hit her brother's shoulder. Kiky screamed and protested.

"Ouch!! Why are you hitting me? And is there something wrong with what I said?"

Christina flashed a faint smile.

"Of course for one thousand percent, you deserve it!"

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Dirga was busy taking notes and looking for all information about Muliawan's flight. The man had intended to go to Scotland for a while because he had not booked a return flight.

Muliawan must have planned to calm himself in another country so that he can avoid some of the trouble he might get in this city.

Whereas he had been planning all this trouble for a long time. Then, he was also quite satisfied with the result. Because Muliawan knows very well how Sofia and her family maintain the image and good name of the family.

To have not let anyone vilify them and insult them. So, what Muliawan has done has clearly tarnished the family's name and exposed such a huge disgrace they had to bear.

Therefore, Dirga did not understand the way of thinking of this second-generation tycoon. He had disappeared for a long time and for a dozen years. Then he returned with a grenade in his hand for the destruction of his family.

After that, he then waltzed gallantly out of this country to enjoy his freedom without thinking about their condition?

But well, at least after seeing this situation. Dirga could feel quite grateful because he is an only child. And he had neither an uncle nor an aunt to bully him. But he has a mother who is now a single parent.

The woman who loved him so much. And vice versa.

There wasn't a word of serious strife that happened in their little family. Everything felt comfortable and peaceful. Of course in addition to his mother's great desire to have a daughter-in-law from her beloved son.

All conditions around the Dirga's family were run very harmoniously.

Although he still has high expectations for the sake of pleasing and fulfilling his mother's wishes.

He has been on a few dates. But none of them could make his heart satisfied due to several factors.

Sometimes either, Dirga was rejected by women more than he rejected them. Because every time Dirga goes on a blind date, there are annoying obstacles that come from his great boss. Until all the dating partners immediately stepped back gracefully and watched in disappointment to Dirga's busyness that exceeded a big boss.

Dirga couldn't help but lament this unfortunate fate.

She just works as a secretary. But the work he has to do was not inferior to the work of big bosses who were busy making a lot of the coffers of money.

Plus, his stubborn and demanding that nature and behavior. Dirga was forced to handle a lot of work to satisfy the boss.

However, Dirga had promised his mother that he would keep fighting until he managed to find the right woman.

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Harry looked busy reading the messages that Dirga send to him. Examining with a serious face what additional plans his uncle might be thinking about at this moment.

Cleo watched Harry from the side. After she felt relieved to see Sofia's condition had now improved.

Several problems filled Cleo's head after that. 

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