The Rhyme of the Depositary

019 - SEASON 2

Harry Millian's?

Alice's smile faded. Stare darkened. He looked at the man in stature facing him, black eyed and blond.

Hatred slowly began to appear in both of his eyes. Her net locked onto the figure in front of her with overwhelming anger.

So this is a guy named Harry? The man who left Rachel in the last seconds before her wedding?

Really funny. Of all the opportunities that exist, fate has brought them together today. The hatred Alice endured grew bigger and grew uncontrollably.

"So you're the guy who dumped my best friend and dumped him on the wedding day?" Alice's voice was cold. His tone was sharp like a dagger.

Harry jerks. He frowned, understanding the situation. It seemed, she had never met that woman, therapy why did Alice seem to have known her for so long? Who exactly is he?

Harry had already opened his mouth to say something, but then stopped when he saw the familiar shadow approaching them.

Everyone look over. Not far from them, Rachel walked over. The woman was wearing a navy blue dress with a widened design at the lower end. Very charming and beautiful.

For a moment, Rachel was unaware of the peculiarity of the situation. When he accidentally broke into a relationship with Harry, only then did he learn the reason for Alice's awkward attitude.

"Harry?" Rachel's voice choked. His eyes were full of pain and sorrow. His eyes disappeared in an instant.

Harry was as surprised as Rachel. He could not believe the coincidence that happened. Of all the opportunities that exist, they are reunited in a complicated situation.

"Ehm, I think, you guys need some space to talk. William, please escort Mr. Millian and Rachel went to the inner room. Make sure they have the referrals."

Alice tried to mediate. Although her anger was bubbling up for Rachel, Alice tried to be realistic. They need time and space to talk. Especially Rachel. The theme needs a logical explanation for Harry's irresponsible attitude.

William carried them both in a room four by four meters. There are several chairs scattered here and one wooden table. Oh, maybe it's one of those special rooms, like the space of stuff or whatever in the building.

Harry and Rachel entered the room awkwardly. William immediately nodded and left them.

Silent mood. Rachel felt her tongue was a bit off. He looked at Harry with a confused look. All the questions he wanted to ask vanished. All the anger he wanted to spurt out was like stopping at his throat. All the annoyances that he craved were only present without action.

Rachel had imagined this meeting over and over again. He was always asked deep questions. What would he do if nature brought them back together?

Rachel has been dreaming. He would slap Harry, push, punch, scatter, cuss, and act rudely according to his emotions. How outrageous that guy is. She has been

injuring and leaving Rachel in a precarious state in a bond called marriage.

However, everything he imagined was lost in an instant. Rachel bergeming. The emotions he felt were too raging and difficult for him to control. Seeing this man only further overturned his long-fragile feelings.

In the end, Rachel was only able to decimate in helplessness. She was crying in a rage. His voice sounded to cut through the heart. The sobbing for the sake of sobbing made his little body tremble uncontrollably.

"Harry .. Harry …." This name had long been present in his heart, gnawing at him, and becoming a full part of him.

The name has lately become a source of wounds and tears. Be a source of unanswered questions.

"Do you know how much it hurts here." Rachel hit her chest hard. "When someone is left without explanation?" rachel asked down on the cold floor.

Tears fell one by one forming a clear puddle on the ceramic. His cry was like the saddest song in the world.

"Do you know how many times I have asked myself what my faults are and what my sins are? So that you chose to throw me away without looking back as if I were trash!"

Harry felt the pain Rachel was suffering. He wanted to reach for the woman, but he paused all of a sudden. His gaze only looked at Rachel with helplessness.

"Why? Why, Harry? What wrong? What defect? What's my cage? Why are you treating me this cruel?" Rachel got up and hit Harry weakly in the chest. He then fell back down and knelt on the floor right in front of the man he had loved all along. And he still loves it to this day.

Harry gave up his heart and held Rachel into a warm embrace. Slowly, he took a sip of the faint scent of vanilla. This woman always had a distinctive aroma.

"Sorry, Rachel. Excuse me. I had to do all this."

Harry didn't expect Rachel to understand the reason. He knew what he had done was hard to forgive. For six more years, Rachel has been loyal to his side. Accompany him and never complain a bit.

After all they had gone through, when the happy day's turn came, Harry left. Which woman is not angry and disappointed to be treated that way?

"I'm stuck in a fake marriage with Maxen. Do you know how big my self-esteem collapse is? Is that what you want? Are you satisfied now?"

Harry closed his eyes, keeping Rachel in his arms. There was a clear pain emanating from the look on his face. He felt empty and lost his way. Everything he fought for ended heartbreakingly.

"Rachel, the Millian family isn't as simple as you think. That's why I decided on our wedding. Because I don't want to drag you into trouble."

Harry leaves Rachel with a big goal. First, he wanted to break away from the domination of his family, so he had to go and leave everything related to them, or things that would be associated with them. Second, because he didn't want to make Rachel have Millian's last name and be a tool for his family to hold Harry.

Rachel is too innocent. He should not be trapped in a dirty and intrigue family like his extended family. Rachel was too beautiful to be a prisoner for them all. The woman will only become dust if she falls into the cruel game of her family.

However, the only thing he never expected was Maxen replacing him marrying Rachel. Wasted of all the sacrifices Harry made for the woman. In the end, Rachel is still stuck with the Millian family. Problems are getting worse.

"But it was you who pushed me into this mess, Harry. Ihate you. I really hate you." Rachel still slapped her fist into Harry's chest. But this time his movements were a little limited, as Harry's embrace held him firmly.

What does Harry's words mean? Could that mean there are many secrets hidden behind Millian's name? Could it be that all of Harry's demeanor was trivial and did not consider Alice a form of protection for him? But, from what? And from whom?

Many questions that I want to explore more deeply. Rachel looked at Harry with a questioning look. He wanted to reveal everything and understand the details for the details of what Harry said. What the hell is it?

"Harry? What the hell is going on? I've been tied to a temporary marriage with Xander. After all the rumors subsided and Millian's surname returned, we agreed to end the marriage immediately." Rachel's tone was low. She no longer knew how to deal with the man who was close to being her husband.

At the moment he knows that Harry still has an exception. What he did for his own good. This was the only thing that could make Rachel slightly defuse the anger.

"Rachel, do you believe that Maxen replaced the marriage just to cover up the gossip?" Harry sighed disappointedly and breathed heavily. He then continued. His eyes are getting bigger.

"Do you know Maxen's history? He is rumored to be a true wedge with all the scandals that never break. Do you think such a man can turn into a normative and take good name?"

Rachel looked at Harry in disbelief. He had indeed heard the grapevine about the bad gossip that befell Maxen. But Rachel thinks it's all just some uncertain bird news. The bigger a person is, the bigger the wind.

"Is he …."

"Yes. He's brengs*k." Harry patted his hair in despair. How could Rachel now fall into that man's hands?

"But he's your own brother, Harry. What intention does she have to marry me if not to save my good name and the good name of the family?"

"A guy like him can never figure out what a good name means, Rachel. He must have had hidden intentions to marry you. One of them is luring me out."

Rachel rolled her eyes not understanding. Lured Harry out? Could it be that they were too angry about Harry's behavior and used him as bait? What would he do if Harry had willingly left Rachel.

Rachel nodded weakly. He couldn't understand where Harry was going. Could this be just Harry's excuse? Or is there something the Millians are hiding from Rachel? Where has Rachel been all this time?

"Why should he lure you?" rachel asked, unable to stem the heart-wrenching question.

"M1they want me to be a man who obeys the authoritarian rule of the Millian family. They know that I left you alone because I didn't want to get you involved in trouble. That's why they speculated you must be very valuable to me. Now Maxen's marrying you. That means you've been successfully held captive by the Millian family and will be used as a medium of exchange to get me back to them."

Harry's explanation just made Rachel more confused. What happened to Harry all this time? What has that man been hiding from her? What puzzles do they keep very deep.

"Can you explain what you mean, Harry?" Alice clutched Harry's arm tightly. He needs a lot of information about all this.

"Rachel, I can't explain everything to you. In time, you'll know every detail that happens. I can only remind you that Maxen is the one you need to watch out for. Find a gap so you can get away from it. And one more thing, don't ever tell me you met me. If I'm strong enough, I'll definitely help you!"

Harry kissed Rachel's forehead warmly and let go of her embrace. He walked out of this room. Rachel immediately followed him in a hurry. But the figure had disappeared in the depths of the night. Even in the hall of the building, the silhouette of his body was not visible at all.

Rachel held back a cry and let loose helplessly. Oh my God, why is everything like this? What situation had he entered so that the problems one by one had sprung up without being invited.

"Rachel?" A familiar voice called out to him. Rachel turned around, looking at the worried look on Alice's face and smiled slightly. Rachel was sure as time passed as she spoke in the private room, Alice must have been watching them.

"See Harry just went to the back door. Are you all right?" Alice approaching. He rubbed Rachel's pias face with worry.

Alice knows it's not easy to talk directly to the man who dumped us in marriage. Therefore, he took the initiative to watch over them and sat not far from the private room that William marked in a discreet way.

Alice had actually heard Rachel's cry from earlier, even though she couldn't catch the conversation going on. The crying was heartbreaking and heartbreaking. But Alice could not be rash and barged in just like that. After all, they were talking seriously and Alice did not want to be a bully. He only anticipates if Harry does physical violence or something.

Alice felt relieved after observing the state of her theme. No traces of violence like slaps or anything like that. Just an incredible trail of tears and puffy eyes. Rachel's whole goub tangled up.

"Rachel, rest in the room for a while. If your condition is better, I'll have one of my chauffeurs drive you home."

Rachel hesitantly accepted Alice's offer. He entered the room worried. Before she opened the door, Alice asked.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Alice detects Rachel's mood is getting worse with each passing moment. He felt agonized to see his best friend get hurt this deep. All because of Harry. The man should be stoned until his soul goes crawling into the deepest hell.

"Alice," Saura Rachel sounded fragile. Highlight his eyes darkened, keeping many sorrows hidden.

"Yes? You need anything?" Alice walked closer.

Rachel glanced around and found that they were safe enough to have a secret conversation.

"Harry left me on my wedding day, just for my own good. I still don't understand what the real reason is. I trust Harry enough. So from now on, please don't blame him for this situation. Don't hate him, Alice!"

The melted tears washed down the side of Rachel's face that was as soft as silk.

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