Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

Chapter 73 - 073 ( Prediction )

The man glanced at Cleo's dress.

"Look how this dress is so dirty and it must be really hard to clean. So if you guys really aren't dating… "Cleo acted sad, disappointed, and guilty.

The man had a pale face.

"Yes. Please," he exclaimed, inviting Cleo to take the waiters away with a heart that didn't want it.

Cleo who succeeded in giving the code to the waiters to follow her. Thanked the masher and stepped into the toilet with the waiters behind her.

While observing from the corner of her eye the annoyed expression of the man who had now lost his pleasant moment. Cleo told the waiters to immediately help her clean the dirt on her dress while grumpily.

"Can you not properly rebel so that you are not harassed?" Cleo asked frustratedly holding back all her annoyance that had reached her head.

Cleo knew that it was not easy for a weak woman to fight to one man who had greater strength than her. But can't this woman screamed for help because surely someone will hear her and be ready to help?

What would happen if Cleo didn't show up? Could it be that this woman will be the target of the man who did not have the attitude and manners?

But seeing the waiters lectured just bowed silently to hold back her sadness without saying anything while continuing to wipe her dress with clean water and soap to keep it clean. Cleo could only observe her movements with displeasure.

"Can't you answer my question?" Cleo asked, raising an eyebrow.

The woman she asked was stunned. Until Cleo then examined her face more thoroughly. No wonder the masher man wanted to tease her! She had a pretty face with its simplicity.

"Sorry, Madame. I was too scared to fight back. But, thank you for wanting to help me, " the waiters replied politely even though she was still a little afraid and depressed about what had just happened.

Who expected herself to be harassed? If she could, she would love to kick that immoral man in one death blow. But what could she do if she didn't have the strength to resist?

Seeing the waiters' expression which looked depressed and seemed to want to cry, Cleo immediately excused her actions and tried to cheer her up.

"Good. At least now you're okay and get away from him. Next time that guy messes with you again, just run away! Don't let him have a chance to hurt you. You understand?" Cleo exclaimed, reminded and very serious.

The waiters immediately nodded and said yes.

"Yes, Madame. Thank you," she said.

Then, just Cleo about ask the name of the waiter to get closer to her. A knock could be heard from outside the toilet door, distracting all the attention of the two women inside the toilet from staring at each other in confusion.

"Who knocked on the door?" Cleo asked, a little surprised.

The waiter, who also didn't know, walked towards the door and opened it. Found a male waiter who was standing at the door and greeted him.

"Excuse me, is there a female guest named Mrs. Cleo Alayster in there?" the male waiters asked the female waiters. Asking where Cleo might be in the toilet. And got the owner of the name out to meet the man with great interest

"You are looking for me? Why? And what's up?" Cleo asked with curiosity. The male waiters immediately gave something to Cleo and said.

"Your husband asked me to deliver these clothes for you," the male waiters exclaimed while handing over a familiar bag for Cleo.

Cleo looked at the bag with a strange look. Shit! So he had known from the start that Martha had bullied her, but didn't help since earlier? And after all the events that had passed, was the only now being nice to her?

Cleo took the bag half-heartedly then thanked him.

"Thank you very much for helping. You can go, " Cleo said lazily to the male waiters.

And after the waiters left, Cleo then asked the female waiters who were still nearby to help her change clothes. Made sure her makeup and looks were perfect again.

Then she came out of the toilet after leaving her dirty dress to the female waiters for her to keep for a while. And head back to the party to meet Harry.

On the way, Cleo bumped into someone and apologized to her. A woman with a super beautiful face and a very sharp nose with clear brown eyes could make Cleo stunned for a moment. And looking at her was serious enough because she somehow reminded her of someone.

However, Cleo hadn't had the chance to remember more clearly who the person she remembered was, the woman who looked like a barbie doll had gone somewhere without Cleo noticing. Until finally Cleo decided to continue her original goal of finding Harry.

Due to the large crowd and the size of the venue for the event, Cleo had a little trouble finding Harry, who was actually sitting in a corner and alone.

Extending his folded legs in a relaxed manner, Harry was busy playing with his cell phone lazily. Seeing it, Cleo immediately approached.

"Are you alone?" Cleo asked to greet Harry.

Her clothes, which were black before, had now changed to maroon red like an apple. Her dress, which was shoulder strapless and slightly fluffy at the bottom, was enough to take Harry's attention to stare at her a little longer.

"Have you finished changing your clothes?" Harry asked dryly.

He kept watching Cleo's face, which looked almost angry but kept on restraint. While smiling a little, Harry turned his face back to his cell phone.

Harry scrambled one arm over his waist.

"So you predicted this would happen?" Cleo asked with a sarcastic smile that floated on her face. And her gaze seemed to want to collect a definite answer from Harry, even though she already knew what the answer was.

"So you mean buying an extra dress is for this? And since there's still one more garment left, there's no way there's still another unexpected incident waiting for me?" Cleo asked with devotion with her unwilling expression.

But Harry remained in his casual demeanor while putting his cell phone in his pocket and taking a drink on the table. Cleo deliberately took the glass then drank a little.

Seated herself beside Harry and took a deep breath.

"At least if that's true, you should have warned me to be more careful. That way, I can have more preparations to deal with your crazy fanatical fans! Is this all that you stingy to tell me?" Cleo asked with all her disapproval.

But the next second she asked in horror.

"But, is there perhaps anything else?" Cleo asked while looking around looking for the possibility of a woman who would act like Martha.

"Why? Are you scared?" Harry asked with an appraising look in his eyes and also a slightly floating smile. With one hand took another glass to replace the one drink that was taken by Cleo.

Cleo laughed at Harry's ridiculous remark.

"Of course I'm not afraid! It's just like I said before, I need preparation! I'm still lucky because that woman named Martharine only dared to humiliate me with a glass of wine. What if he suddenly plans something else? Do you want to make me take risks?"

Cleo threatened with the origin of all thoughts that crossed her mind. And Harry just glanced at her a little in silence.

Silence? What did silence mean? Wanted to let Cleo take the risk alone? Cleo laughed at her bad luck. And Harry then replied back.

"Martha can't possibly go crazy. She just might piss you off and act silly. But she will not possibly dare to bother you blindly which will harm her. So ignore her as long as she doesn't do anything weird, " Harry exclaimed calmly as if he could read Martha's mind and knew her well.

Cleo just nodded nonchalantly.

"Yes, Yes, Yes. Say whatever you think. I .. "Cleo's gaze stopped at a situation that caught her attention. Until a split second later the sound of falling and splitting objects was heard in the middle of the event.

PRANG..!!

Everyone turned towards the source of the sound. Staring at a female waiter who accidentally dropped the tray of three glasses of drinks in confusion. Then gather among the women to find out.

Cleo focused her attention on the shocking incident. Got to know the female waiters she had saved from harassment well. And now after seeing the woman's face a little frightened and standing stiffly. No one knew what situation really happened to that woman and her opponent.

Cleo caught a familiar figure of another man standing not far from the waiters. The man with the same narrow eyes who had bothered her earlier.

It seemed that the man was a little drunk and began to launch his crazy action to seduce the waiters secretly once again without being caught. But instead, it ended in a stirring uproar.***