TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEART FOR ME

CHAPTER 199 "I'm so happy, if you like it baby."

Margaret folded the scrapbook back and put it back in the envelope neatly. "What does all this mean? So easy was she to flip back my heart situation. Do I have to be happy.... or angry.....?? After everything he did.... Do I always have to give up and just follow all her wishes." Margaret clasped tightly onto the plain babana-colored envelope.

From the paper bag, Margaret picked up a set of cosmetic tools.

"How does Mr Harry know if I'm using this brand?" Mumbled Margaret while opening the make-up equipment in her hand.

Margaret immediately got up from the edge of her bed to the bathroom and cleaned her body there before putting on all the things Harry had sent her husband. Although she felt unsure, and her heart was still so disappointed in her husband's attitude from the wedding night until today, but her little heart led her to keep preparing as Harry ordered through his memo.

The knock on the door of the hotel room was heard several times, as Margaret was pecking herself in front of the mirror. He looked at his face from the reflection of the mirror in front of him, to make sure he was tidier completely.

When the door opened, Margaret was surprised with Harry's smile standing right in front of her. The man was wearing a matching color suit with himself.

"This is... roses for you, my beautiful wife......" Harry said as he handed him a bouquet of fresh red flowers.

Margaret was glued to the spot where she stood looking straight at Harry's face, who still maintained her sweet smile. She still could not believe that if the man standing in front of her was Harry her husband, he looked more handsome than the last time he saw her husband saying goodbye to work.

"Darling.... Are you okay??" I heard Harry's voice. Margaret was still staring at Harry's face in front of her expressionlessly.

Harry moved his feet one step forward until there was no distance between them. His lips landed on his wife. Margaret who was not prepared immediately tried to escape. Harry swiftly grabbed his wife's slender waist with his left hand and hugged her tightly. While his right hand still holding a flower deftly pressed the nape of Margaret to his face, making the position of the woman locked in Harry's arms.

There was no resistance, Margaret simply kept silent, nor did she return the kiss her husband had made. Finally Harry let go of his kiss, after a few seconds there was no reaction from Margaret.

"I'm sorry......" Harry stared at Margaret's face, which was only a few inches away from her face. Margaret was still silent, not a word coming out of her lips.

"This...take flowers from me...my sister....." Harry returned to give a fresh red rose that he still held faithfully.

Margaret stared for a moment at the rose, slowly reaching out her hand and receiving it from Harry's.

"Thank you....." Said Margaret softly while forcing a smile on her lips.

Harry smiled again when he saw that Margaret was willing to accept the gift of roses from him.

"Darling....I'm sorry...do not ask permission when you kiss." Harry looked at Margaret's face.

"You don't have to ask permission from me, Mr. Harry. Am I not your legitimate wife. You can do anything to me, including leaving me on the first day after we get married." Sindir Margaret with her flat tone.

Seen as Harry went up and down several times when he heard his wife's words, he knew Margaret kept a lot of disappointment in him.

"Can we go now??" Harry looked at his wife's flat face.

"Of course, Mr. Harry, I've prepared as you requested an hour before." Margaret again still satirically. Harry swallowed his saliva again with great difficulty, he knew his wife was holding everything he had been storing up all this time, and he began to take it out little by little.

"Wait a minute, I'll close the door." Said Margaret as she turned to go into the room to pick up the cardlock on the dresser.

Not long after he returned with the flat object in his hand, then closed the door of his hotel room tightly.

"Give it to me so you don't have a hard time holding it, baby......" Margaret immediately gave the cardlock in her hand to Harry who immediately kept it in his pocket.

Harry approached the reception desk to return the cardlock. The two then headed for a parking lot not far from the lobby.

Margaret and Harry were silent in the car, each dissolving in his own thoughts.

Margaret looked straight ahead at the traffic, while Harry was focusing on the wheel and the road ahead.

After 20 minutes, Harry turned his car towards the cruise port.

"Why are we here, Mr Harry??" Margaret asked her forehead.

"Lunch......" Harry said briefly, his eyes still focused on the road ahead of him.

"As far as I'm concerned, there's no resto, Mr. Harry....." Said Margaret while looking around the harbor from the closed windshield. Harry did not answer, but he still focused on the road ahead of him over the bridge that had been prepared to go to the cruise ship in front of him.

Harry turned off his engine when he arrived on board the cruise and quickly opened his seatbelt.

"We have arrived......." Harry looked up at Margaret - the mangu gazing at the vast sea before him.

Harry got down and opened the car door next to his wife. " My wife, are you still so comfortable sitting in this car?? hmm??" Harry asked with a soft voice.

Margaret did not answer, she was still staring around. "I'm gonna open your seatbelt baby....." Without waiting for approval, Harry opened Margaret's seatbelt. The fragrance of the man-made perfume that Harry used instantly made Margaret aware from her amazement at the sea off the yacht.

"Let's go, come with me, we'll have lunch first......" Margaret immediately grabbed Harry's outstretched hand to help him get out of Harry's car.

The situation around them is so crowded with people passing by. Margaret was busy watching all of this. There are couples like the two of them, some bring their extended family, some even just go alone.

Harry pressed his hand against Margaret's fingers when a servant came to him and Margaret.

"Mr Harry, come with me, I'll take you to your order." Said the restaurant waiter in a polite manner.

Harry and Margaret immediately followed the servant's footsteps to the table Harry had ordered.

"Please sit down, Mrs Harry......" The servant said to the couple. "Please wait for the ladies and gentlemen for a little while, the lunch order you ordered will be delivered here soon." After saying so, the servant immediately rushed over. The position of the table Margaret and Harry facing the open ocean made Margaret not stop - ceasing to look at the scenery in front of her with admiration.

"Do you like this place, baby??" Harry looked next to the face of Margaret sitting next to him.

Margaret turned to Harry, looking at the man who had become her husband with sparkling eyes. "Thank you, Mr. Harry, you've invited me to lunch in a place like this, I really like it." Margaret gave her warm smile to her husband.

"I'm so happy, if you like it baby." Harry smiled back.

Not waiting for long, the servant had already returned with the other two servants. They deftly serve all the menus on the table.

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