Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

It took a lot of struggle to make up many stories that would be very interesting to hear.

And, of course, the story shouldn't sound too far-fetched either.

If Harry found out Cleo made up a story that tarnished his image like this, Harry would have killed her with one pat.

Therefore, as much as possible, Cleo tried to keep the story logical but meaningful for anyone who heard it.

Mrs Sofia herself didn't believe that her grandson could experience love at first sight with a girl.

She was momentarily stunned. Then laugh.

"This is new news and very fresh to be examined more deeply," she thought.

"So you mean, Harry liked you first?" Mrs. Cleo asked, who still doubted that her cold grandson could turn romantic just because of a woman.

Cleo replied with a grin.

It was better if she didn't give too much information about Harry's feelings. Because, of course, it was all just an untrue story.

"Then, if I may know, how did your parents pass away? Can you tell me more? "

Somehow, Cleo felt that Mrs. Sofia's assistant was very dignified and very leading.

Not knowing how to explain it, this Grandma, who was in front of her, was not like an ordinary personal assistant.

Could it be that this woman had worked for the unusual Theodore family for a long time? Was that why her attitude is also different?

Cleo tried to ignore all her meaningless thoughts. She looked straight ahead.

"My parents passed away in an accident. I don't really know exactly how this happened, because at that time, I was quite young and I only heard a few neighbours tell stories. But for sure, the accident not only killed my parents but also several other passengers who were on the same bus as my parents." Cleo explained.

"So, it was a sudden accident?" Mrs. Sofia asked.

Cleo nodded her head.

"Then how about your uncle?" Mrs. Sofia asked again.

"He passed away because of illness," Cleo replied briefly.

Mrs. Sofia looked at Cleo differently.

"You must have been very lonely and troubled all this time. You are not only living alone, you're also fighting alone." said Mrs. Sofia

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For Cleo, who only knew that she had only been talking with Mrs. Sofia's assistant, and not with Mrs. Sofia directly, she could only accept the worst.

Cleo didn't expect much.

But at least she wanted Mrs. Sofia's assistant to be Mrs. Sofia's eyes and ears. And she also could be Cleo's mouth.

So that Mrs. Sofia's assistant could tell her what she had said earlier.

Cleo herself didn't expect that although she had added several lies, especially about her relationship with Harry in her story, Mrs. Sofia's assistant kept listening to whatever she told.

Mrs. Sofia even laughed when Cleo told a little joke that she had deliberately made.

Therefore, it was no wonder that Cleo felt very comfortable when talking to her. That woman was a very kind and caring woman .

When Cleo told her about her family who had passed away and now she was alone, that woman even sympathized with Cleo and she gave Cleo comfort.

Mrs. Sofia said that she also used to do that when Harry's parents passed away, when Harry was 12 years old.

And even though Cleo actually didn't think that Harry had experienced something as sad as what she had experienced before, Cleo still acted as if she knew all of these problems well.

Could it be that Harry was cold too because he didn't get much love from his parents when he was little?

"But doesn't he still have a grandmother beside him? Even though he doesn't have parents, Harry clearly has a grandmother who really cares for him," said Cleo in her heart.

But, imagining the rejection she got from Harry's grandmother, Cleo immediately became weak again.

"No wonder Harry is cold. Could it be a descendant from his grandmother ??" Cleo asked to herself.

Cleo started to guess the insignificant possibility.

"It doesn't matter if Harry's coldness is from his grandmother. But, shouldn't she at least be nicer to me? Her future daughter-in-law."

Cleo laughed, amused herself thinking about that crazy understanding.

Until finally, her conversation with Mrs. Sofia's assistant ended, Cleo still didn't know that the woman she was talking to was Harry's biological grandmother.

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"Where have you been?" someone asked, surprising Cleo who was busy tidying up the items in the back warehouse.

Cleo turned her head, then she found Mayang, her fellow worker, standing beside the door with her hands on her hips and with a curious face.

"I had urgent business. The manager didn't know if I just came?" Cleo asked, who had arrived not less than half an hour ago.

Cleo then busied herself again. She took a few items that are nearby then check the expiration date and sort them.

Seeing Cleo's business, Mayang wanted to help out.

"Take it easy. No one knows that you came so late earlier. If that nag had found out, you would have been forcibly dragged into the interrogation room," Mayang replied, sorting out what was suitable for display and what was not.

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