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2024-10-29 19:42:56Marco then turned to Letta, who had just emerged from the prepared dressing room, wearing her night clothes, making Letta finally walk towards Marco, who was indeed on the side of the bed.
"Are you going to rest right away?" Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Throughout the day, Letta had indeed walked a lot in the shopping center, making her legs sore and her body tired, even now her eyes were starting to feel heavy.
Letta then approached Marco and sat right at the edge of the bed, while Marco handed her a pill that made Letta furrow her brow.
"What is this medicine?" Letta asked, making Marco look at the pill in his hand that Letta hadn't taken yet.
"I got the results from the check-up earlier, and the doctor advised taking this vitamin occasionally," Marco said, making Letta take the pill without any suspicion and swallow it.
"Now, after that, you should rest immediately," Marco said again, making Letta nod her head. She did intend to sleep right away. Letta immediately lay down, assisted by Marco.
"Where are you going yourself?" Letta asked, when she saw Marco, who was still changing into his night clothes.
"I still have to take care of some work with Pedro. You just go to sleep first. I promise I won't be long," Marco said, making Letta immediately grasp her husband's wrist.
"Stay with me before you go. Wait until I'm really asleep," Letta said, making Marco smile. This habit of his wife's was always like this. Letta always wanted to be accompanied to sleep and didn't want to be left alone, making Marco finally sit back beside her and nod his head.
"Yes, I promise not to go anywhere until you fall asleep," Marco said, which finally made Letta nod her head. Letta immediately tried to close her eyes because she was really exhausted. Even Marco didn't wait long, as soon as Letta appeared to be sound asleep with regular breathing, Marco finally pulled the blanket to cover his wife's body and gave her a goodnight kiss.
Before getting up from his seat, Marco immediately walked out of the room, where Pedro was already waiting in his office. Marco went to another room on the same floor. There, Pedro was seen sitting and watching the flat screen in front of him.
"How's it going?" Marco asked, sitting in front of him.
"Have you found out who deliberately sent the items to my wife?" Marco asked, making Pedro stop his hand movements and return the gaze to his superior.
"For now, I still haven't been able to get information about who sent the flowers and those items, but I have instructed some people to track it, as well as the courier who delivered the package," Pedro said, leaving Marco silent.
"Who could be playing with me? One person that comes to mind right now is Jacob. Could it be him?" Marco said again, his suspicion currently focused on Jacob. He only had issues with his beloved cousin.
"It's possible, Sir. But what could be your cousin's motive for sending all those items to Mrs. Letta?" Pedro said, making Marco fall silent. Marco was reminded of their dinner. Wasn't it during that time that Jacob was openly seen approaching Letta, although now if asked about the incident, Letta wouldn't remember a Jacob.
"If it's really him, we have to take care of it immediately. I don't even want them to meet each other, because Letta definitely wouldn't recognize that man. I want to know how far he's willing to disturb me if it's really him," Marco said again, making Pedro nod. After that, Pedro continued his hand movements, working on some reports that he had to report to Marco about all the activities in Chicago.
"Also, I forgot, Sir, that a few days ago, Miss Lusi came to the club. She consumed several bottles of drinks, which, as you said, she was given VVIP facilities," Pedro said, making Marco nod.
"Who did she come with?" Marco asked.
"She came alone, Sir," Pedro answered, making Marco furrow his brow again.
"What about her father, Mr. Adam? Has he returned from Singapore?" Marco asked again.
"It seems so. And for tomorrow, it seems you have to meet with him," Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow.
"With Mr. Adam?" Marco asked, making Pedro shake his head.
"No, but with Miss Lusi, because since a few days ago, Miss Lusi has officially been appointed as the representative of Mr. Adam in the company. It seems Mr. Adam has pulled his daughter to be involved in the company as the heir to all his assets," Pedro said, making Marco suspect that Mr. Adam indeed had only one child, and that was Lusi.
"So I have to meet her. What do they want to discuss?" Marco asked, making Pedro start showing the schedule for the meeting.
"They want to discuss the continuation of the cooperation between us, and it's tomorrow during lunchtime," Pedro said again, leaving Marco silent.
"Cancel it," Marco said, making Pedro immediately look at Marco with a questioning gaze.
"But you don't have any other scheduled appointments for tomorrow," Pedro said.
“Tomorrow I have to accompany Letta somewhere. I've promised her," Marco said, making Pedro finally nod, as he knew he couldn't change his master's schedule if it involved his wife.
"Then take care of the rest, especially about the sender of those items. I have to go back to the room because I can't leave Letta for too long," Marco said, making Pedro nod. As usual, Marco would return to the room, and Pedro would definitely get to work before eventually going home.
Marco extended his hand, looking at Letta who had changed her sleeping position. She was now sleeping on her side, prompting Marco to choose to clean himself first before changing into his night clothes. Marco immediately followed Letta onto the bed, observing his sleeping wife.
For a moment, Marco fell silent, looking at every inch of Letta's face. Marco didn't know that his destiny with Letta would come to this, all from a one-night incident that became prolonged, making Marco unable to let go. Marco then took a deep breath of Letta's scent. "I really can't let go of her," thought Marco. Marco could even let go of Arabella just like that to keep Letta, truly surprising himself.
Marco then withdrew his hand, caressing Letta's face, causing Letta to furrow her brow in her sleep. Before his caress stopped right at the corner of Letta's lips, Marco always wanted to keep tasting those lips, even though Letta was currently asleep. This prompted Marco to lean in, before stealing a kiss from his wife, making Marco unaware of what he was doing at the moment.
"I really can't let you go. I don't know what will happen to me if I don't have you back," Marco said, beginning to recall how Letta had fled and left him. Marco was still unable to remain calm now, unsure if the future would be the same, as Marco didn't know how long Letta could endure to forget all the events that had happened to her in the past.
"How can I get rid of it? I'm afraid that someday God will punish me and bring back all your memories. What should I do?" Marco said again, as if truly not wanting that to happen, until his movement stopped when a message came to his phone, causing Marco to look at it immediately.
After that, he furrowed his brow. There was an unknown number that sent a short message that surprised Marco. The words of the text immediately prompted Marco to call that number. However, the number couldn't be reached, making Marco curious if the person who sent the items also sent that message. Fortunately, Marco had not given Letta access to his phone yet; otherwise, he would easily contact Letta.
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