"So you asked to et just for this?" Cleo asked on purpose, pretending not to feel happy.
Willy looked at Cleo with his watchful eyes.
"Of course! If it weren't for you suddenly leaving and suddenly appearing inconspicuously like that, you think I would? Cleo! Tell what really happened !? Don't play cat and mouse and don't keep anything from !" Willy asked seriously and begged.
Cleo frowned. She shuddered a little.
Willy could felt strongly that Cleo had indeed been hiding sothing from him. But exactly what she was hiding, the man could not guess. So that, while staring at Willy helplessly and in horror, Cleo shouted unhappily to make excuses.
"What are you talking about?! I have nothing to keep secret and don't talk nonsense! Aren't you currently thinking too far?" Cleo exclaid very seriously. And Willy still stared at her uncertainly.
"Is that true?" Willy asked doubtfully and as if he could read Cleo's innermost thoughts.
Cleo ignored him and answered confidently.
"Yes. Of course," she exclaid in short. But Willy still didn't believe her.
His eyes suddenly grew darker. His eyes caught a certain angle.
"Then what's that guy doing over there?" Willy asked while looking to the other side and Cleo followed his line of sight.
Cleo gave a quick screech as she turned around.
"Harry!? What are you doing in here?" Cleo asked in a very frustrating way when she saw the person who shouldn't be here, was in front of her!
Was this guy having business around here and accidentally saw her and then suddenly wanted to walk over? Or did he suspected sothing and suddenly wanted to follow her?
Cleo rolled her eyes helplessly. Her last thought was clearly absurd.
But if it weren't for now that she was in such an urgent situation, maybe Cleo would have asked him in more detail.
And instead of answering Cleo's question, which she had loudly asked at the beginning. Harry instead walked over to her very casually to ask.
"I should be asking you. What are you doing here? And who is this man?" he asked sharply in a tone that was quite investigating. Made Willy look at him with displeasure. He glared at Harry.
"I should have asked you! Who are you? And what is your purpose here? I was talking to him and you are really bothering!" Willy exclaid as he then turned to look at Cleo.
"Do you know him?" Willy asked, pointing fiercely at Harry. And demanded an answer from Cleo.
Cleo, who suddenly received a question, was confused about what to answer.
If she answered that she didn't know him. Of course, it would be obvious that she was lying because Cleo had ntioned Harry's na just now when he appeared.
But if she said that she knew him, who should Cleo be introducing him to? Her husband? That's definitely not possible!
It was the sa as destroying her entire fictional story with Willy and the man would get even angrier at her. So what should she say?
While Cleo was still struggling with her confusion to answer, Harry had already represented him first by acting faster in understanding the situation and embracing Cleo affectionately. Cleo stared at him.
She narrowed her eyes.
"You want to know who I am?" Harry asked in his devilish tone as if mocking the ridiculous question. Cleo looked at him in horror.
"What are you talking about? You can't possibly say that .." Cleo hadn't finished saying the whole sentence. Harry had already cut her off with a break.
"I am her husband. Does that still need to be questioned?" he exclaid so calmly and so subtly that Cleo seed to be hallucinating. Harry looked at Willy with his strong authority. And Cleo was still rooted in place.
What did he just say?
I am her husband ... I am her husband?
Harry's words, which were so unpredictable, pricked Cleo's ear and brain.
Has this guy really gone mad? What was he saying to Willy for?!! Didn't he know how much Cleo had gone to great lengths to make up stories to lie to him all this ti? Why could Harry easily issue such an ultimatum? Did he want Willy to hang her alive?
Cleo touched his forehead which suddenly felt heavy.
Being too shocked by Harry's words, Cleo did not react to the touch of Harry's hand which was on her waist. But Willy, who now looked at Harry cynically and sharply, made Harry even more eager to challenge him in speaking.
"Why? You still don't believe it? Then do I need to show you our marriage certificates?" Harry asked, smiling mockingly at Willy.
Willy gave him an annoyed look. And Cleo looked at him in disbelief.
Willy who chose to ignore him looked at Cleo very seriously beyond the initial seriousness.
"Cleo! Answer my question! What does this guy an? Is he crazy?" Willy asked with emphasis and growing impatient.
He felt that he needed to get so explanation for this puzzling situation. And Cleo didn't know what to answer, she wanted to scream to herself.
Yes. He really is crazy! And he's going to be really crazy in a mont! So should we take him together to a ntal hospital?
Cleo muttered inwardly. She did not expect the situation to be this bad.
"Didn't I say it clearly? Why do you still want to ask her? Is your hearing impaired?" Harry attacked with sarcasm and sharp words.
Cleo looked at him in amazent. And Willy attacked him back with the sa sentence.
"I didn't ask you! But why do you keep answering my questions? Is your hearing impaired too?" Willy asked back in the sa sarcastic tone.
Cleo looked at Willy in amazent.
Until Willy looked back at Cleo. The man was still annoyed by Cleo's complicated attitude.
"Tell what really happened? Is it possible that what he said is true?" Willy asked once again timidly and couldn't imagine that it was the truth.
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