186.65 Marco then began to swing the long stick to hit the small ball, which now floated far in front of him, making Marco smile as he looked at Arabella, who was now staring at him with a disapproving look. "What is your goal, actually?" Marco asked, looking at Arabella who was now preparing to hit the golf ball in front of her. "I want to know someone's reaction to this news," Arabella said, making Marco look at her with a blank expression. “Who else is currently pursuing you and wanting to test their courage?" Marco asked, making Arabella pause for a moment to focus on her swing, executing it smoothly, then walking followed by Marco. "He's a simple man. He's just a fitness coach, but I find him somewhat attractive, and most importantly, he's not tempted by me,” Arabella said, causing Marco's steps to stop as he gazed at his former lover. "So?" Marco asked again. "That's why I want you not to mess up about the news circulating right now. For the next week, and after that
Before Marco returned home to meet Letta, he went to the hospital where Edward was still being treated. Fortunately, Daddy's condition had also started to improve and he only needed regular care. The same went for his plans and Arabella's. "You've come,” Edward said as Marco entered his hospital room, while Helena didn't even glance at her eldest son, which was evident to Edward. "Actually, is there something that happened that Daddy doesn't know about?" Edward asked, making Marco choose to be on the other side, near Edward, facing his mother who was peeling fruit for her husband. "No, just a misunderstanding among us,” Marco answered, making Helena not respond at all. "Daddy, listen, everything is fine, good job,” Edward said, making Marco just nod. "Daddy doesn't need to worry about this matter anymore because I've resolved everything. What should concern Daddy is how to get out of this hospital quickly and recover,” Marco said, making Edward nod. "Yes, but how can Daddy not t
Letta then gazed at the guards in the main hall of their house, who seemed to be ina hurry, furrowing her brow. “What are you all doing?" Letta asked, pulling her shawl closer as it was pouring rain outside. The cold air seemed to pierce her skin. Desi, hearing Letta’s voice, immediately rushed over to her, then widened her eyes upon seeing the guards still in the process of discarding all the items that Letta was currently examining. "What are you doing with those belongings?" Letta asked, about to approach, before Desi stopped her. "They're just items to be discarded, Madam," Desi replied. Letta noticed several scattered rose petals on the floor. "Open everything. I want to see what those items are,” Letta asked again, making Desi shut her eyes. She had instructed the guards to quickly pack up all the items that had suddenly been sent to their residence. But it turned out Letta had come down first and found out what they were doing. Letta felt even more suspicious when the guard
Marco continued to look at his wristwatch as he exited the airport. He was currently in his black car with Pedro, heading towards their grand house."How much longer until we get there?" Marco asked, making Pedro glance at his master through the front mirror."I'm speeding up,” Pedro said, knowingthat his master was eager to meet Letta. However, during the journey, an accident occurred due to the heavy rain, making the drivers struggle a bit. Not to mention the fog that seemed to come from nowhere, making visibility even worse."Take a turn. Take a route without obstacles like this," Marco said, prompting Pedro to turn the car around, taking a longer route, but at least they wouldn't be stuck on the same road. Somehow, Marco felt his heart pounding. Was it because he would soon meet Letta, he thought with a faint smile. Marco couldn't wait to see Letta's reaction when she looked at him for the first time, as he hadn't told Letta that he would be returning today. Marco wanted to surpr
Marco is currently staying faithfully by Letta's side, who appears to be exhausted. However, at this moment, his wife can close her eyes. The doctor has stated that Letta can give birth naturally, but the timing cannot be estimated yet, and it depends on the frequency of the pain Letta feels to achieve complete dilation. Letta furrows her brow again as she feels a cramp in her stomach, prompting Marco to grasp her hand once more. Letta opens her eyes, looking very weary. "Is it hurting again?” Marco asks, causing Letta to nod her head. Her lips appear dry and pale. "Yes, it's very painful,” Letta replies, and seconds later, Marco can feel Letta's grip tightening on his hand, as she continues to try and endure the pain in her abdomen. Marco then looks towards the nurse with a seemingly normal expression. "Nurse, do something for my wife. She’s in pain,” Marco says, causing the nurse to nod while gently stroking Letta's back. "Will this method alone reduce my wife's pain?" Marco as
Marco then fixed his gaze on Letta's pale face, drenched in sweat. She looked exhausted, still fighting for their little one, until Marco was taken aback. His heart raced as he heard their baby's loud cry, now visible and rosy, being brought in by the nurse. Marco then glanced at Letta with teary eyes, and Letta returned the gaze with a melancholic look."Congratulations, it's a girl,” the doctor said, causing Marco to smile, and Letta returned her husband's smile."Our child is born, my love,” Marco said, making Letta nod weakly. Finally, the doctor finished his task, and the nurse took the baby from Marco and Letta. Letta truly felt the exhaustion in her body, not to mention the drained energy. She longed to close her eyes for a moment, but a gentle touch on her face made Letta try to stay conscious."Thank you for all this happiness," Marco said, leaving Letta speechless, finding it hard to utter a word."Thank you for this perfect joy, your presence, and our little one truly compl
Marco then chose to smile and reassure Letta. "Everything will be fine. I will instruct Pedro to find out what that person really wants. It must be related to the package sent to Chicago," Marco said, making Letta look at their sleeping daughter in her arms. "I'm afraid that person might target our baby because they know she's our happiness. I'm afraid everything will crumble just like that when we've just experienced this happiness,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then caressed Letta’s cheek and kissed her forehead. "I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone dare to snatch away this happiness," Marco said, making Letta pause for a moment as she gazed into her husband's dark eyes. As if Letta truly had to trust Marco's words, she finally nodded and smiled. "I believe in you. You won't let any danger come near me and our daughter," Letta said. "That's right, hand our baby to the nurse and let her rest in her bed. You should rest too after this long struggle," Mar
Letta began to blink her eyes when she felt a gentle stroke on her face, and the first sight she saw was Marco's warm smile. "How was your sleep, sound?” Marco asked, making Letta nod while looking around. Letta then startled as she realized that she now had a little angel. "How long did I sleep? How is she? Didn't she cry?" Letta asked, making Marco smile. “She only cried for a moment, and I held her. She fell back asleep right away," Marco said, making Letta look directly at her husband with a questioning gaze. “Why?” Marco asked. "You held her?" Letta asked again, making Marco nod. "Yes, even with the help of the nurse earlier, I still wasn't brave enough to take her out of the baby bed. But I was skilled enough to hold the little baby. She seemed content in my warm embrace,” Marco said, winking one of his eyes, making Letta smile. Letta then tried to sit up with Marco's help, looking at the baby bed where their little daughter was still sound asleep. "Isn't she hungry?” Let