Down Bed Castin & Cleona
Chapter 22 ~ Want to Be Called Husband

"I don't want anything, Cleona. I just want you to keep your promise." Harles felt a little sorry for Cleona who was resting under his feet.

Without saying, of course Cleona understood what Harles wanted from her. .

"I'm sorry, Harles. I still can't repay your love, but I will keep my promise to be your best friend" Cleona said, hoping Harles would accept fate and give up pursuing her love.

"I just want to be called a husband by you, I don't want anything else." Harles insisted.

Tired of the behavior of Harles who never gave up and accepted the situation. Cleona immediately got up, wiped the rough tears, then looked at Harles seriously.

"From then on until now, my feelings for you are still the same. I've always thought of you as a best friend and sister, nothing more. And now I am your brother-in-law, all I have the right to call my husband is him, your brother, not you" Cleona said.

Harles just grinned thinly, Cleona's feelings getting worse. She looked left and right, looking for her husband who seemed like he would not show up.

"You're no longer my sister-in-law, and you're no longer my sister's wife" Harles smiled.

"Don't joke Harles, I'm your sister's wife, Castin Afson!" cleona was not accepting.

"Then, what is this?" Harles held out a document to Cleona.

Cleona who did not understand hesitated to accept it. Cleona received the thick document while looking at Harles with furrowed brows, as if asking what kind of thing Harles had extended to her.

"Open up and read it carefully."

The curious Cleona immediately opened and read it with a pair of glazed-over neutrals.

"No, this is impossible," Cleona shook her head in disbelief. He again dropped his body because the knee that suddenly squeezed unable to hold his weight.

Cleona was on the floor covered in rose petals, her tears were flowing so hard, her chest was very tight. Cleona hoped that what was happening right now was just a mere nightmare.

"Yes, I can't just trust her," Cleona got back up, wiped the rough tears with one hand, then pulled out a piece of mail neatly tucked away inside the document. Cleona threw away the documents, then tore up her divorce papers right in front of Harles.

"You're my best friend Harles, you shouldn't have tricked me like this. I don't know you any more, you're not the Harles I know, anymore" Cleona said, throwing a paper tear at Harles' chest.

Harles closed his eyes, a split second later, a terrifying grin rising on his lips. Cleona was wary, afraid that Harles would do something to her. Especially now that they were both in the same room.

"Because you're not my sister-in-law anymore, so you should come with me now!" Harles grabs Cleona's wrist, then drags Cleona out of the room.

"Take me off! Let go of me Harles!" Cleona continued to rebel, but Harles did not let go and continued to drag her until she arrived at the room in which there was already a priest.

"What do you want to do, Harles!? Unhand me! I'm your brother-in-law! Help me!" cleona shouted in the loudest voice possible. Unfortunately, no one came to help him. Even so, Cleona still tried to escape from the grip of Harles.

"Mukai, Sir!" harles' insistence that Cleona stand before a priest.

"No, Sir! Don't do it, I'm her brother-in-law, her brother is my husband. I am a married woman, please don't do it" Cleona asked with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Next, Sir!" keep Harles firm.

"Good, Sir."

"CASTIN!!!"

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