Marco gazed out the window where the sky had begun to turn orange as the sun started to set. He then looked at the watch on his wrist. Initially, Marco planned to go home briefly to meet Letta, but it turned out that his schedule truly didn't allow him to meet his wife."Isn't it too early to have dinner with a client, even though it's still too early?" Marco said, looking at Pedro, who only responded to his gaze through the reflection in the rearview mirror."Maybe he just wants you to meet him, maybe enjoy some dessert or coffee," Pedro said, also unsure of how to respond. It made Marco smile."Since when do I want to eat sweet things like that?" Marco said, making Pedro fall silent because his appointment with Mr. Adam was too early compared to the initial plan. "Actually, what project is he going to show me?" Marco asked again."Well, it seems he wants to get involved with our project in Chicago because it's been leaked. So, the businessmen around you are starting to flock to join
"They fell silent as Pedro led them to one of the clubs that still remained Marco's personal asset. There was no Jovanka's name behind it, solely because of Marco's desire to have a club he could visit whenever he wanted."You can drop me off if you feel uncomfortable," Lusi suddenly said, sitting right next to Marco, making him glance at her momentarily. It turned out Lusi was more outspoken than he had previously thought. She was like a compliant cat in front of her father, Marco thought, just tugging at the corner of his lip."It's fine, I'm okay. Actually, the problem lies with you if you feel uncomfortable," Marco said, finally making Lusi turn slightly behind. There were two black cars still following them before she leaned back again and let out a long sigh. She seemed uneasy, especially when Lusi started taking off her high heels, leaving her feet bare."Sorry for my rudeness, but my feet are very sore. Wearing these high heels makes my feet tired, even just looking at them,"
Marco then chose to walk closer to the two women who were still giving each other sharp glances. Marco looked at Lusi, who was now shaking her dress, which appeared to be wet. After that, he looked at the blonde girl, who turned out to be named Miti."Follow me to the second floor," Marco said, not wanting to draw attention from other patrons, making Miti look annoyed as she glanced at Lusi, who returned the same look. Marco had gone up to the floor where not many people could be, especially now that he was taking them to a place reserved solely for himself, escorted by Pedro. Miti and Lusi were now sitting directly in front of Marco. "So, what kind of altercation has caused such a commotion in my club?" Marco said again."She deliberately poured her drink on my dress first," Lusi said, making Miti look at her with a disagreeing look."Oh come on, it was an accident. You were just flaunting your dress too much. You're just overreacting," Miti said, making Marco raise his hand again."
Marco then immediately stopped his car right in front of the large house. He entered and met Desi."Where is Letta? Is she asleep already?" Marco asked, making Desi nod."Miss is still awake, Sir," Desi replied, making Marco furrow his brow."Did she ask about me?" Marco asked again."This afternoon, after Miss woke up from her nap, she immediately asked about you and when you usually come home. I just answered that you're irregular coming back to this house due to your busy schedule. Until the evening, Miss was still waiting, and occasionally strolled in the garden. Even a few minutes ago, when I brought warm water for Miss, she still asked about your return,” Desi said, making Marco nod his head."Alright, then I will go to meet her immediately," Marco said, quickly climbing the stairs to go to their room. Slowly, Marco reached out his hand and saw Letta sitting on the balcony. Marco furrowed his brow and immediately walked quickly. Even though it was past 10:00 p.m., Letta was sitt
Letta had been staring at the test pack in front of her for an hour. Her body froze, and she felt breathless when the word "pregnant" appeared on the test pack. This caused Letta to finally sit down on the cold bathroom tiles. She could only bow her head over her knees, tightly hugging them. For a moment, in that position, Letta began to lament all the mistakes and carelessness she had made in the past few hours. This reminded her of an incident a few weeks ago, where it all began.Three weeks ago, Letta had to attend the company's anniversary event where she worked, a leading airline company in various countries. Fortunately, Letta was able to become one of the employees in the large company. Of course, this was thanks to the hard work she had put in from the beginning to get into the company. Finally, Letta became a flight attendant and part of JV.Airlines.Letta looked at the large mirror in front of her, making sure her appearance was suitable for the luxurious event to be attende
Letta was now struggling to carry a tall, bulky man to a room somewhere, while being intoxicated herself. Letta, in a spirit of mutual assistance, was also dealing with another drunken individual. "Can you tell me where your room is?" Letta asked for the umpteenth time, as the man only bowed his head and followed Letta's steps. Letta didn't know which room to take the man to, so she ended up just wandering through the corridors on the floor she was on."Actually, how much did he drink to end up unconscious like this?" Letta murmured while struggling to drag the man's hefty body. Eventually, upon reaching the elevator door, Letta tried to dig into the man's jacket, hoping for some clue to help her. The stroke of luck favored Letta when she found the key to the man's room, which turned out to be in the VVIP suite of the hotel, causing Letta to blink in disbelief.Letta finally pressed the button for the highest floor in the lift to take the man to his room. After some struggle and a few
Marco continued to stare blankly at the flat screen in front of him, his mind filled not with the emails that were currently flashing across it, but with the image of a woman who had accompanied his nights for the past few weeks. The memory of her lingered vividly, disrupting his sleep and filling his thoughts with the softness of her touch and the sweetness of her lips. Even the natural fragrance of her body might be enough for Marco to recognize her. "So, have you read the email from Abraham?" someone across from Marco asked, causing him to finally shift his gaze towards his friend, who, for some reason, always seemed to be in his office during working hours like this. "Stop loitering around in my office. It's still working hours. Don't you have a job? Are you too relaxed that you keep hanging around in front of me?" Marco asked, causing Jonas to shrug nonchalantly. "That's the life of an heir to the Milis Group fortune. I don't have to worry about the heavy burdens on my shoulders.
Mia looked at her friend with a furrowed brow, noting that Letta had appeared not quite herself for some time now."Are you sure you're not unwell?" Mia asked, curious, as she approached Letta, who was sitting there trying to pull her sweater closer. "I'm fine, I think," Letta replied, causing Mia to sigh in frustration."That's not a definite answer, Letta. You need to get yourself checked or look into your possibly packed schedule. These past few weeks, you've been refusing to take flights," Mia said, making Letta clench her sweaty fingers."Actually, I've already submitted my resignation letter," Letta suddenly announced, shocking Mia with the sudden decision Letta had made. Letta hadn't mentioned it at all to Mia, who always knew everything Letta was dealing with. Mia seemed slightly disappointed with Letta's decision."And then?" Mia asked, waiting for Letta to continue."I can't just leave right away. I said I wanted to leave right now, but it might take about two weeks to proce
Marco then immediately stopped his car right in front of the large house. He entered and met Desi."Where is Letta? Is she asleep already?" Marco asked, making Desi nod."Miss is still awake, Sir," Desi replied, making Marco furrow his brow."Did she ask about me?" Marco asked again."This afternoon, after Miss woke up from her nap, she immediately asked about you and when you usually come home. I just answered that you're irregular coming back to this house due to your busy schedule. Until the evening, Miss was still waiting, and occasionally strolled in the garden. Even a few minutes ago, when I brought warm water for Miss, she still asked about your return,” Desi said, making Marco nod his head."Alright, then I will go to meet her immediately," Marco said, quickly climbing the stairs to go to their room. Slowly, Marco reached out his hand and saw Letta sitting on the balcony. Marco furrowed his brow and immediately walked quickly. Even though it was past 10:00 p.m., Letta was sitt
Marco then chose to walk closer to the two women who were still giving each other sharp glances. Marco looked at Lusi, who was now shaking her dress, which appeared to be wet. After that, he looked at the blonde girl, who turned out to be named Miti."Follow me to the second floor," Marco said, not wanting to draw attention from other patrons, making Miti look annoyed as she glanced at Lusi, who returned the same look. Marco had gone up to the floor where not many people could be, especially now that he was taking them to a place reserved solely for himself, escorted by Pedro. Miti and Lusi were now sitting directly in front of Marco. "So, what kind of altercation has caused such a commotion in my club?" Marco said again."She deliberately poured her drink on my dress first," Lusi said, making Miti look at her with a disagreeing look."Oh come on, it was an accident. You were just flaunting your dress too much. You're just overreacting," Miti said, making Marco raise his hand again."
"They fell silent as Pedro led them to one of the clubs that still remained Marco's personal asset. There was no Jovanka's name behind it, solely because of Marco's desire to have a club he could visit whenever he wanted."You can drop me off if you feel uncomfortable," Lusi suddenly said, sitting right next to Marco, making him glance at her momentarily. It turned out Lusi was more outspoken than he had previously thought. She was like a compliant cat in front of her father, Marco thought, just tugging at the corner of his lip."It's fine, I'm okay. Actually, the problem lies with you if you feel uncomfortable," Marco said, finally making Lusi turn slightly behind. There were two black cars still following them before she leaned back again and let out a long sigh. She seemed uneasy, especially when Lusi started taking off her high heels, leaving her feet bare."Sorry for my rudeness, but my feet are very sore. Wearing these high heels makes my feet tired, even just looking at them,"
Marco gazed out the window where the sky had begun to turn orange as the sun started to set. He then looked at the watch on his wrist. Initially, Marco planned to go home briefly to meet Letta, but it turned out that his schedule truly didn't allow him to meet his wife."Isn't it too early to have dinner with a client, even though it's still too early?" Marco said, looking at Pedro, who only responded to his gaze through the reflection in the rearview mirror."Maybe he just wants you to meet him, maybe enjoy some dessert or coffee," Pedro said, also unsure of how to respond. It made Marco smile."Since when do I want to eat sweet things like that?" Marco said, making Pedro fall silent because his appointment with Mr. Adam was too early compared to the initial plan. "Actually, what project is he going to show me?" Marco asked again."Well, it seems he wants to get involved with our project in Chicago because it's been leaked. So, the businessmen around you are starting to flock to join
Marco then gazed at Letta, now peacefully asleep. Letta had closed her eyes for five minutes, yet for some reason, Marco felt reluctant to move from his seat. It was as if he wanted to keep observing his wife's face. Marco reached out, gently caressing the side of Letta's face, which sometimes made Letta furrow her brow, or sometimes even smile. It provided a comforting feeling for Marco.Suddenly, a knock was heard from Letta's door, causing Marco's movements to halt. "Come in," Marco said, causing Pedro to finally open the door and immediately bow before Marco. "It seems we need to move now to meet Jacob," Pedro said. Marco sighed deeply as he stood up from his seat. "Actually, a few minutes ago, I wanted to move, but somehow, I felt so unwilling to leave here," Marco said while gazing at Letta for a moment before turning around."Let it be, let's go now. If I follow my heart, my beloved cousin might cause trouble again," Marco said, making Pedro follow his steps slowly. They closed
Letta then looked around the room she now occupied, with white-painted walls that made her smile. "This is our room, right?" Letta asked, making Marco nod. Indeed, Marco had asked Desi to change the atmosphere of the room Letta had previously occupied and moved all of Marco's belongings there, including his books and clothes. Marco also instructed to lock the room he had previously occupied, as there were many unpleasant memories that Letta had experienced there. "But why does the room look so feminine? Don't you mind?" Letta asked, making Marco smile. "Why should I? If I sleep in a room that smells feminine, I still sleep as a man who needs a woman," Marco said, winking at Letta, who just rolled her eyes lazily. Letta then walked towards the dressing room and saw the spacious wardrobe, with Marco's and her clothes side by side, which made her smile. After that, Marco stopped Letta's movement and held her shoulder. "That's enough wandering, we can do it after you rest," Marco said aga
Letta gazed out the window, where the view before her was very different from the previous place. "Is our house in this area?" Letta asked, making Marco nod. Letta began to observe every detail around without paying attention to the ice cream in her hand and on the back seat.Suddenly, a tall, large gate opened in front of her, causing Letta to furrow her brows. There was something familiar. "Could it be because I've been living in this house for a few months? I sense something a bit strange," Letta said, making Marco look at her, and then Letta smiled."Yes, it seems like I'm starting to feel something that I had forgotten before, like entering this area of the house. It feels a bit different," Letta said, leaving Marco silent. It wasn't clear what Letta was feeling, whether it was a faint memory or a premonition she experienced.Finally, the car stopped right in front of their large house. Letta asked, "Have we arrived?" Marco nodded. Marco got out of the car first, then opened the
Marco left Letta's room and immediately grabbed his phone. He stepped away a little so his voice wouldn't be heard by his wife. Marco promptly contacted Pedro because there was an important matter that needed to be resolved that day. "I want you to make sure that everything in the house that makes Letta suspicious is removed, especially the key to the small room. Don't let Letta find out about it. Tell all the servants and guards at home never to mention what happened to Letta at home, including Desi. You know what to do," Marco instructed Pedro before ending the call.Marco felt the need to sort it out as the doctor had allowed Letta to return home after her condition improved. It only required regular check-ups, and Marco sighed deeply, hoping there would be no issues when bringing Letta back home. Then, Marco re-entered the room and saw Letta standing, gazing out of the window. He approached Letta and tightly embraced her shoulder. "Why?" Marco asked."I don't know why, but it feel
Letta remained stunned as she felt Marco's thumb continuously caressing her lower lip, leaving her only able to gaze into Marco's eyes, which were now fixed on her. Marco then pulled Letta to sit on his lap, so they faced each other at a close distance."You know how hard I'm trying not to devour you right now," Marco said, making Letta chuckle."How hard?" Letta asked, making Marco reach out to the side of Letta's face and gently caress it, gazing at every inch of his wife's face."Very hard, I don't want to hurt you with this intense desire," Marco said, making Letta shake her head immediately."You won't hurt me. I trust you," Letta said, making Marco shake his head."No, we don't even know how our baby is doing inside here," Marco said, stroking Letta's visibly rounded belly, making Letta smile."He's doing fine in there. I even felt his movements last night," Letta said, making Marco widen his eyes."Has he really moved?" Marco asked, making Letta nod."He moved while I was aslee