Harry didn't really want to discuss the incident with Cleo anymore. But realized that Cleo was naturally curious too. Harry finally answered the question curtly.

"Everything has been resolved and the demonstrators have returned to their respective homes and promised not to cause another tantrum,"

Cleo was getting more and more curious.

"Then what about the brick-thrower?"

All the men present there spontaneously looked at each other.

Knew quite well that the troublemaker had been locked in the dungeon and would be thrown in prison after a few days.

None of the three men had Harry's permission to pass on the information.

Cleo seemed like she was still waiting for Harry's answer.

"He's been finished off," said Harry curtly which made Cleo's head filled with question marks.

"What do you mean?" Cleo could clearly hear Julia coughing as she overheard their unusual conversation. As if the word 'finished off' had a negative connotation.

Steven laughed slightly when he saw Julia who was surprised.

Harry only glanced at her before answering Cleo.

"He will be taken to the police station and arrested later," said Harry who only told about the final decision of the man's sentence.

Harry purposely didn't say anything about his own personal punishment of having locked up the criminal without the permission of the law and as he pleased.

Alfin and Reihan seemed to be laughing silently at each other meaningfully hearing Harry's words.

Cleo seemed to have calmed down after hearing that the culprit had been arrested and will serve the punishment commensurate with his actions.

Harry then told Julia to get ready for her photoshoot which was about to be done tomorrow. Julia agreed. Their dinner party was over an hour later.

All the guests went back to their respective homes as well as Julia and Aunt Ane who had returned to their rooms. Cleo suddenly asked Harry again to confirm something.

Had heard that Harry was willing to join in on this photoshoot. Cleo then asked for her participation as well.

"Can I come too?" asked Cleo who wanted to know the shooting process firsthand.

Harry instead asked Cleo to rest again. Cleo raised her protest.

"Why am I still being told to rest?" Cleo seemed to be sick of hearing that one word today.

"You should have obeyed me. If necessary you need rest for a few days. I will delegate all of your work to someone else. In fact, I have already decided who will replace you with the 'Deluxe Project'. You are no longer allowed to do any work related to their company," said Harry coldly and deeply.

Cleo seemed to catch something.

"Why is that?" She didn't understand why she should not be involved in the affairs of the project and the company. Was there an important problem going on?

Harry who didn't want to make Cleo think any further, didn't immediately give his answer and kept quiet.

Until Cleo was forced to frown.

"You're not going to tell me?" Cleo deliberately raised her eyebrows high.

Harry smiled a little before answering.

"You need a lot of rest," Harry repeated for the umpteenth time.

This time Cleo felt really annoyed. Really fed up with that annoying vocabulary. Until she will make sure that she will not hear that one word again in the future.

Harry suddenly made a surprising move. He grabbed her hand and buried her in a tight hug. Cleo felt suffocated for a moment. And only reacted a few seconds after that.

Cleo struggled to free herself from Harry's strong embrace until she struggled.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly hug me? Are you at normal sanity?!" said Cleo with all her efforts to break free.

Harry just tightened his grip even more. Drowned in the feelings he had just realized had deepened. Harry grabbed Cleo closer and closer to him. Just realized that Cleo's tall body turned out to be quite small in his arms.

Harry felt his body warmed up.

"Please don't make me worry anymore," Harry said softly and managed to touch Cleo's heart. Cleo initially doubted her hearing. But was sure that she couldn't have heard wrongly because Harry's words were spoken beside her ear.

Cleo frowned reflexively.

"Harry.. what are you actually doing?" Cleo asked cluelessly.

Harry hugged her even more. But in a softer way. Cleo felt just a little swish.

"Are you in trouble?" Cleo asked, still trying to understand what Harry meant.

The man now looked fragile.

"I don't know what will happen to me if something bad happens to you. Today, just seeing you almost hurt has made my heart and legs seem to have floated. I can't watch someone important in my life disappear again," Harry unconsciously carried away a strange situation.

Cleo blinked a second time when she heard Harry's heart.

"What... did you just say?" asked Cleo, who didn't understand and honestly didn't want to understand either.

"And what do you mean?" She asked again, horrified at the thought of the answer.

Harry had now let go of her from his arm. Stared Cleo at her eyes.

Harry knew that at this moment Cleo still didn't have any feelings for him. But he couldn't hold it in any longer, his feeling was clogged. Harry should have just said what he was really feeling right now.

Harry spoke very seriously.

"Cleo, marry me for real. I will destroy the contract if necessary," Harry said so suddenly.

Cleo, who didn't know what to answer. Can only stand in place when she was not given the readiness to accept this absurdity.

"Do you really want to marry me?" Cleo asked in disbelief and mocked him.

Harry narrowed his eyes.

"You should remember and realize what you said to me at that time. Weren't you the one who said that this marriage of ours couldn't possibly be our real marriage?" Cleo looked at Harry coldly.

Knew that the man was licking his own words. Cleo should have laughed at this situation so Harry's eyes could open wide.

"I married you only because of the money and the contract we agreed on. Do not accept the involvement of feelings between us. You should know this rule. Bury your feelings deep. I would never want to seriously marry you," Cleo's words managed to break Harry's deepest feelings.

Harry's heart felt like it was stuck. Never thought that his statement would be so checkmate rejected. Harry took a few steps back limply. Hypnotized at the words that stabbed him deeply.

Harry was at a loss for words at that point.

Started re-imagining the series of words that Aretta had said past to him in the past.

'I did love you. But my feelings have changed over time. Like our relationship that somehow became so boring. I just wanted to find an escape for a while and have been so fed up with our relationship that I'm starting to lose interest in you. I found a lot more fun with my new partner.'

Until the various additional series that actually existed and did not exist, he added after he read the meaning of Aretta's expression at that time.

Harry touched his head which suddenly felt hurt.

Cleo looked at him seriously.

"Harry? Harry? Are you okay?" Cleo asked so worriedly. Harry's thoughts were immediately interrupted by her.

Harry was still pale-faced and stammered when he regained consciousness. Felt the pump of his heart was moving much more. Harry felt his head having an acute headache. Until he looked at Cleo seriously without speaking.

"I'm just asking what you do mean. But why are you breaking out in a cold sweat like this and scaring me? Are you sick?" Cleo realized Harry was pale and panicked. But she didn't know what a reason.

Harry then realized that he had been hallucinating all along, he was imagining himself confessing his feelings until he got Cleo's sharp rejection. Harry was truly rendered immobile by his own wild imagination.

Obsessed with his own feelings but didn't dare to express them for fear that she would reject him like his imagination.

Harry refused to say something that came purely from the bottom of his heart. Knew that Cleo currently still didn't have any feelings for him. Harry was starting to think, could it be that he just had to wait and try even harder?

Harry looked at Cleo with a sad look.

"I'm fine," Harry said as he turned his attention away from Cleo.

Cleo didn't just let Harry go. Quite curious about what he said about him who didn't know what would happen to him until his heart and legs seemed to not stand. Did Harry think Cleo was an important person? So that was why he didn't want to lose her?

"What are you going to do if something bad happens to me?" Cleo asked very curiously.

Harry looked at her.

Yes. This was the last thing they talked about and Harry had yet to receive a refusal from Cleo.

So because of that, Harry seemed to want to hit something as he thought about it. He himself did not know what would happen next. Harry looked dubiously around him.

"I have no idea. Maybe I will…"

'Disappeared too?' Harry thought frantically. But didn't voice it.

Couldn't imagine it. Or rather did not want to.

Cleo was getting more and more curious.

"I will what..?" Cleo asked enthusiastically. Cleo didn't feel Harry's feelings that were already frantic inside but she deliberately didn't show it.

Harry then caught his breath once before he stepped forward. Brought himself closer to Cleo's face.

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