Cheat Awakening

Chapter 392. A Peaceful Marriage Life Is All About How Good You Are At Making Stories

The fatty man wasn't some arrogant jerk who looked for trouble wherever he went, acting like he owned the world something. After seeing Myne stop talking, he calmly said "Regular one" to the receptionist lady and walked away without any kind of further nonsense.

Since the fatty wasn't looking for trouble, Myne naturally didn't care who he was. After the fatty, under the surprised and nervous gaze of the receptionist lady, he jumped over the counter and pulled her down by grabbing her hand as well. He then sat down on the floor with cross legs and began speaking before she had a chance to complain.

"Listen, Madam," Myne began seriously. "What I am going to tell is top secret information, the less people know, the better. I recently had a fight with my wife over something. While I was completely innocent in that matter and couldn't do anything about it, she still beat me up, saying who told me to run around messing things up instead of staying at home honestly, which I also repeat now."

"Anyway, now I'm kicked out of my own house. So, I wanted to coax her back with something romantic drama described in novels, like a special dinner with a beautiful view, lovely music, wine, and so on. However, I have zero experience in this area. I was hoping you could arrange everything for me. It needs to be a private, undisturbed setting. Money is no object.

As long as you can help me win my wife back, I can pay whatever it takes."

"This is a indeed serious matter, My Lord," The Receptionist Lady while surpassing her smile replied trying to put as serious an expression as she could, but she clearly wasn't good at hiding her inner thoughts.

"However. worry not, we are professionals when it comes to fixing relationships. We have an entire floor specially reserved for this kind of serious situation. By the way, could you tell me what kind of food, colours, flowers, music, etc., your wife likes?

That way, we can set everything up according to her preferences, which will surely impress her more, and your chance of getting back inside the home will also increase," Seeing that Myne is easy to go alone guy, The Receptionist Lady stops hiding her true nature and spoke with a chuckle, while picking picked up a small notepad from her desk and began writing.

If it was a man who said the same thing, Myne might have already broken his nose, but as a gentleman, and fully recognised, as a pervert and womanizer by his own family and every who is familiar with him, Myne simply just shook his head with a helpless smile, before started telling her about Maya's likes and dislikes, her favourite food and wine, along with some other minor preferences.

Finally, five minutes later, when The Receptionist Lady had filled two pages of her small notepad, she nodded at Myne and gave him her reassuring smile.

"By the way, will it be a problem if I come back with my wife sometime between nine and ten o'clock tonight?" Myne asked nervously. He knew the longer Maya remained angry, the worse it would be for his own health.

"No problem, My Lord," The Receptionist Lady replied with her gentle and kind smile. "There's no problem, but you'll need to pay a 20 platinum coin deposit." A slight blush appeared on her white cheeks as she spoke shyly. It was clear she wasn't very comfortable asking for money, especially up front.

Myne didn't care about those minor details. He paid the money without blinking and, after confirming everything one last time, turned around and walked out of the restaurant with a gold card in his hand.

Thankfully, my friend managed to wake up at the last minute when her mother accidentally broke the glass by her bedside during her struggle with that rapiest. She saved her mother, but after that incident, she's so scared she can't bear to live in this house anymore.

Unfortunately, their financial situation is extremely dire which you can see from their house condition, and they can't afford to live anywhere else, neither they have anyone to rely on... So, she contacted me for help. She's fully confident that the rapist will definitely come back tonight to complete his unfinished work but with more people this time."

"In such a situation, I, of course, couldn't refuse her, so I asked her to stay in a hotel with her sick mother while I deal with these robbers..."

"One more female friend, huh? Just how many female friends do you have, anyway?" Aisha demanded, her forehead creased with angry lines. "And why do they only seem to appear when they need your help? What kind of friendship is that? Are you even sure they're your friends?

You look more like their licking dog, always eager to help them for a few words of praise, then tossed aside once you've finished their chores!"

She grabbed Myne's collar, pulling his face close to hers while speaking. Thankfully, she wasn't carrying a bow and arrow, or Myne's body might already have a few holes in it.

"This, this is exactly why my friends only come to me when they had no other option! I have told everyone that my wives don't like me being with other girls, and they also know my special character, so understanding our situation, they took the initiative to break off all contact with me. Unless absolutely necessary, none of them show themselves when I'm with you guys."

"For example, June is a childhood friend. Before I met you, she occasionally came home and spent time with me. But have you ever seen her around me even once since we met? No, right? They don't want to cause any misunderstandings. So unless I reach out to them when I'm free, they never intrude on our lives.

Now do you understand why you've never seen any of my friends?"

Myne, with his Oscar-worthy acting, grandmaster-level storytelling talent, and OP skill "Liar", managed to concoct a perfect lie in mere seconds. It not only solidified his pervert but noble, and honest husband image in Aisha's eyes, but also transformed all her previous doubts, anger, and jealousy into shame, self-blame, and sympathy.

Now, she desperately wished she could burrow a hole and hide in it for doubting such a good person who was kind enough to sever years-long friendships for her sake.

Whew, that was a close call, Myne thought seriously, watching Aisha lower her head in self-recrimination.

She almost caught me off guard. Thankfully, I am still pretty good at making lies. By the way, recently it seems like everyone is doubting me one way or another. I should better level up my Liar skill as soon as possible or find a way to spend more time with the girls and dispel those doubts festering in their heads.

If this keeps up, and they start using their brains too much, the day when I am hanging outside the house on a wooden pole after being beaten to half-death, won't be too far...