
After Harles' departure, Cleona was endlessly crying until her eyes swelled up. Cleona was so disappointed, she thought Castin would welcome her return by surprise. But what he got was very inversely proportional to what he imagined.
A few hours later, Cleona fell asleep until the next day. That morning Cleona woke up feeling pain in her swollen breast.
Afraid of Harles suddenly arriving, Cleona wakes up and brings a breast pump into the bathroom. He sat in the closet pumping his air. Cleona misses baby d so much, somehow now?
After she finished pumping her asia, Cleona walked unsteadily out of the bathroom. Cleona reluctantly stepped into the bed, when she saw Harles sitting on the bed with porridge and a glass of water. Harles put it on the nightstand.
While Cleona was still standing in front of the bathroom door. "Come and have breakfast" Harles asked in his soft voice.
Cleona did not budge at all, she still remained where she was while looking at Harles with a look of hatred.
Harles got up, stepped up to pick Cleona up for breakfast. When her wrist was gripped by Harles, Cleona immediately brushed it off roughly.
"I don't want to!" ketus Cleona's.
"I don't know what my fault is until you and your brother treat me like an item. I'd rather starve to death, I'm really tired of Harles," Cleona took a pause while wiping away her flowing tears.
"After this will you divorce me? After that married to another man? What wrong? Why are you playing me?" Cleona sobs.
It felt like he was already very tired of crying, but there was nothing to do but cry over his drama-filled life story endlessly.
"I love you so much, love you so much" Harles said in a soft tone of voice, in contrast to yesterday who kept pressing and yelling at him.
Cleona was silent, her body was sculpting, she stared at the focus of the man before her. He could not deny, there was sincerity in those sad eyes. The same sincerity the first time Harles revealed his heart first.
Cleona knew Harles loved her very sincerely. But, what can I do? He did not love Harles. Should she try to accept Harles, who is now her husband, even by force.
"Love is so unfair, isn't it? You love me, but I love your sister. I love your brother, but your brother doesn't love me. Love can't be forced, can you two let me go? Let me go," Cleona bargained.
"Whatever happens, I won't let you go" Harles said, not wanting Cleona to leave.
"Maybe right now you can have me but not with my heart" Cleona said.
Harles breathed a rough sigh. He held onto his chest, pressing his chest with all his might until his fingers turned white. Cleona felt guilty, not only this time she rejected Harles.
"Call me your husband, just once, please," Harles asked in his soft voice. Cleona rubbed her face rough. He wanted to scream, but could not bear it because Harles looked so devastated.
"Is it that hard to call me your husband? Is my request so heavy? I just want to hear you call me husband, nothing more" Harles continued with a pitiful facial expression.
""My husband, Harles," said Cleona in a quivering voice. It was very hard for him to call Harles with that call.
"You satisfied?" furious Cleona wiped away her rough tears.
Harles smiled wryly, his face very pale, his pair of neutrals glazed over. Is it to be so happy to be called husband by her?
"Very satisfied, I'm very satisfied, Cleona. Thank you for granting my request. Be happy," Harles smiled in satisfaction, then stepped away from the room.
As he was about to pull the door algae, Harles turned his back and said, "Sister Castin loves you too, Cleona" said Harles smiling wryly, then opening the door and exiting the room.
Cleona furrowed her brows, what did Harles mean? why did you suddenly say that Castin loved him? What really happened to Harles?
Cleona stared at the closed door of the room with a feeling of uneasiness.
BRUK!
There was a sound out there, Cleona immediately ran over and rushed to open the door of the room quickly.
"HARLE!"
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Reader Othor mah on pinter, must have known what happenedπ. Congratulations, you played a part in this story as well. Yes, you guys are the antagonists ofππ.
Don't forget the support, yes, Guysπππ
Conflict gets off the bed, it's time we got in bed. But, real bed, KABBOORRRRR πππ
Who wants to see Harles' visual expression before leaving, please see the latest reel on IG Author, yes @Oniya_99