Julia felt the memories of her past, starting to come back in her head. Knowing that her meeting at the famous painter Steven Lilian's birthday party was not the first time Julia had met Harry.

Julia was feeling happy if she can see Harry finally get to meet a good life partner like Cleo.

Still remembering in her mind that how this man had nearly destroyed a hotel where she worked, Julia never expected that they would be reunited.

Julia also didn't want Cleo to get into trouble because of her.

Feeling frustrated that Mike was constantly terrorizing her and acting as he pleased.

Tomorrow, early in the morning. Julia planned to go home to pack her things. Carrying all the items she needed to escape to as far away as possible.

However, her decision changed when Cleo offered her something.

Did not expect that such an offer would come to her. Because had made one house rowdy because of her sudden appearance.

Julia was frozen in place when Harry, who already woke up early in the morning and took a drink, was startled by the presence of a strange woman in his home.

Finding a woman with one pigtail at her hair was rummaging through his food supplies in the refrigerator. Harry squinted for identification of that person.

Harry recognized her as someone he had met at Steven's party. And immediately intercepted her.

"What are you doing with sneaking around people's houses? Are you the little food thief ?" spat out Harry, startling Julia who was looking for food because of hunger.

Julia almost hit the ceiling of the refrigerator door when she was about to lift her head. Harry's deep voice was already making her heart beat rapidly.

Julia then regretted her decision not to leave the house immediately according to her decision last night.

Harry looked at Julia with a deep expression. Waiting for an answer to his question and not wanting to repeat his question for a second time. Harry crossed his hands in front.

Looked up at Julia from top to bottom. Harry knew that Aunt Ane didn't have a daughter. So, who did this woman like a statue come from?

Was she one of his colleagues? But what was she doing here?

Feeling a sharp gaze, Julia immediately replied timidly. Afraid if the answer was wrong and instead made the man even angrier to the point of blaming his wife.

Julia swallowed very carefully before answering.

"I'm Julia. Sorry for coming without your permission. But your wife has allowed me to spend the night here. I will be out of this house in a moment," explained Julia, intending to say goodbye and express gratitude for him directly because she was caught in the act.

Harry, who did not really understand her words was squinting.

"My wife allowed you to stay here?" he asked incredulously.

Harry asked again, "So, who are you?"

Cleo immediately answered.

"I'm just a woman she just met. And by chance, she came to my house and found me injured. So she brought me here."

Julia was afraid if she said something wrong.

Harry stared at Julia's scar, which still left a bruise. Knew that the wound was inflicted by someone who hit her.

Harry felt that this reason was not enough for Cleo to just casually brought strangers into his house.

Knowing that Harry would not give permission. And with that reason, Cleo deliberately said nothing to the point and secretly hiding this woman somewhere.

Harry massaged his tired forehead lightly.

"Okay, no problem. But are you going to spend the night at my house longer?" Harry asked, he thought he should know about this because he was the real owner where this woman was staying.

Julia quickly shook her head.

"No, sir. Even though Mrs. Cleo just asked me to stay a few days after the situation getting better and I got a new place to live. I actually have the plan to leave this house today. You don't have to worry."

Harry seems to be glancing upstairs. Thought for a moment and start making choices.

"Cleo must be sleeping now and I need to wake her up to talk. Can you come with me?" asked Harry, inviting Julia to come to meet Cleo with him.

They then walked upstairs to knock on Cleo's door.

Realizing that Harry's actions were a little less appropriate. Because Harry arbitrarily opened the unlocked door of Cleo's room.

Harry removed Cleo's blanket when he saw Cleo still drowning in the pile of blankets. Having he asked Julia to wait for them outside and not try to get in. Harry lifted Cleo's blanket wide aside.

Cleo immediately feels uncomfortable and the cold stabbing her. Woke up with an artificial alarm. And not happy when her sleep being disturbed even though it was morning, Cleo sat on her bed and looked at Harry irritably.

Scratching her face with the thinnest eye width she can open. Cleo raised her head to looked at Harry.

"Can't you wake me up in a better way? It's still five in the morning! And it's not time for me to wake up to listen to your chatter. I think I need to go back to sleep at least one more hour!"

Cleo immediately dropped her body on the bed in her original position.

Harry pulled her body up to sat back down.

Hearing clearly, Cleo deliberately used the same words she had spoken to him when she was going to protest with her high-frequency voice the other day. Harry chuckled in admiration.

"You have dared to bring someone into my house?" asked Harry suddenly and startled her.

Cleo's consciousness was fully recovered.

"You have seen Julia?" Cleo asked.

"I don't know what her name is. But what is clear is that there is an unknown woman outside the door. Can you explain that now?" Harry waiting for an answer.

Julia, who was outside the room, looked anxiously waiting for someone to come out of the door she had been staring at.

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