Chapter 29 - 029 ( Get Away From Me At Least 50 Centimeters )

Cleo looked back, "Am I too loud?" She asked innocently.

"Do you think?" Harry replied lazily.

Cleo then cleared her throat. Even without Harry answering, Cleo knew that the man was annoyed by her presence. That's why Cleo decided to just continue eating more calmly.

Harry went back to eating too.

But no less than 5 seconds later, Cleo raised her head again and looked at Harry seriously.

"Shouldn't we be more harmonious in front of other people?" Cleo asked quietly, pointing to Aunt Ane who was busy washing dishes.

The kitchen and dining room were close to each other and without obstructions. So that if they were doing something at this time at the dining table, everything would be clearly seen by Aunt Ane who was currently in the kitchen. And those who were now at the dining table.

Because Harry did not immediately answer Cleo's question, Cleo then tilted her head forward to whisper again to Harry. So forward, Harry had to move back a little.

"Maybe .. there are spies in your house," Cleo whispered which made Harry stare in disbelief, "Or maybe someone will accidentally slip up saying that you and I don't get along at the dinning table. Hence, shouldn't we ... be more careful??"

Cleo really voiced all her thoughts. And she finished saying that, Cleo immediately stood up and moved. She sat right next to Harry. The distance closest to Harry at the dinner table. And immediately got a sharp gaze from the man.

"Get away from me now!" He exclaimed coldly.

Cleo was stunned. Feeling she has done something wrong. And that made her speechless.

"Didn't you hear? I said stay away from me! Get away from me at least 50 centimeters from now!" Harry repeated irritably.

Cleo immediately stepped back quickly and took a thousand steps. She shifted her seat back to where she was, and sneered.

"Haizz !! Your response is too much !! Get away from me at least 50 centimeters? Do I have any contagious disease?? What an arrogant man!!" Cleo sneered.

"What?" Harry narrowed his eyes in response to Cleo's murmuring, which, although quietly, could still be heard by him.

Cleo smiled kindly, "It's nothing!" She exclaimed quickly, chuckling.

Harry gave her a fierce look then put down the spoon.

"You shouldn't read too many novels or something! Such a fictional story, will only break all your imaginative cells to bad roots. Aunt Ane is my trusted person. We don't need to pretend in front of her. And you, shouldn't try to look for opportunities to approach me. Even if only for a moment. All of that is useless," Harry said in a very surprising manner which immediately made Cleo stare.

' What?? What did he just say? Trying to find an opportunity to approach him??! Hah!! Extraordinary!! Really a very high level of narcissistic!! Even so high, it's at the acute level !!'

It was so acute that Cleo couldn't reply. She just kept quiet and then continued eating again.

But then before long, she looked back at Harry and asked curiously.

"Then, apart from Aunt Ane and Dirga, who else actually knows about our fake marriage? Are there anyone else? Have you told other people? If there is who is it?" Cleo asked without pause.

Harry immediately sighed, he was lazy to answer.

"I don't know," he exclaimed.

"…" Cleo stirred the food and thought.

"Then, then ..."

Not finished Cleo said, Harry had already cast a piercing look.

"Can we eat in peace?" he said coldly.

Cleo immediately answered, "OK,"

And they finally returned to continue their respective meals very calmly and quietly. No one dared to make a sound. And no one wanted to start the conversation again. The two of them really ate very peacefully but it was also suffocating for Cleo.

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"Mrs. Cleo, do you understand everything I have said?" Dirga asked Cleo, when he was explaining all about what Cleo should do, and what Cleo shouldn't do at the residence of her contract husband.

Cleo gave a lazy look and nodded.

"Yes, yes. I understand. Didn't you tell me all that last night? Then why do you have to repeat it again? "

Last night, Dirga had clearly been chatting at length with her in the car, as they were on their way home after the reception was over. Then what was this attitude? This man went back to repeating everything he said last night without missing a word.

Was this 'Dejavu?'

"I really remember everything," Cleo exclaimed again with confidence and steadfastness. She repeated everything that Dirga had said completely and thoroughly.

"First, I have to keep everything in this house clean and tidy as before. Then, I'm not allowed to contaminate, destroy or even break all the objects in this house no matter what. Even moving it carelessly," Cleo said.

"Second, your Lord Harry is a man who is crazy about cleanliness and tidiness. He doesn't like it when people tamper with his belongings. Therefore, if I shifted even an inch of his neatly and accurately arranged belongings without his knowledge, he would immediately find out. And that, of course, will not be good for me in the future, "

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