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
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
Marco then approached, seeing Letta now turning her face away."Why?" Marco asked, making Letta not even glance at him."It's nothing, I think I'll just go to bed directly," Letta said, but her steps halted when Marco immediately blocked her and pulled her in gently. This caused her to fall into Marco's embrace. It made her eyes widen when her hands touched his broad chest, which was now clearly visible in front of her, still cool. It made Letta look up at Marco, who was looking at her with a questioning gaze."Why?" Marco asked softly, making Letta shake her head again."Did you take a cold shower?" Letta asked, realizing how cold Marco's skin felt when it touched hers."Yes, I usually take cold showers," Marco said, making Letta find it hard to swallow her own saliva. It felt difficult to just look at Marco, who continued to stare at her intently, before Letta finally pushed Marco's body slightly."Oh, no wonder you refused me to prepare warm water earlier," Letta said, making Marco
Letta was slightly startled as she felt something soft at the nape of her neck. The way Marco slowly seduced her made Letta close her eyes, feeling every move that Marco was making. Eventually, Marco straightened up, gazing at Letta with a blush on her face, which made Marco smile. His wife looked so beautiful.Then, Marco pulled Letta closer again, their lips meeting once more, and Letta could only reciprocate what Marco was giving her. His tongue danced with hers at a faster pace, yet Letta could still feel the tenderness that Marco was giving.Suddenly, Letta felt her body being lifted as Marco swiftly picked her up. Letta immediately reached for Marco's neck, balancing her height with her husband's. She caressed his firm jaw without detaching their lips as Marco carried her slowly. Letta's body temperature seemed to rise even higher, as if she was burning, while Marco played with her lips.As they reached the side of the bed, Marco released their kiss and gently laid Letta down on
Marco was focused on his phone screen when Letta didn't emerge from the dressing room. This made Marco glance toward the dressing room door for a moment before returning his gaze to the flat screen in front of him. He checked the schedule he had gone through this morning because he had told Pedro that he would accompany Letta to the hospital and check on the condition of the fetus in her womb.But a few minutes later, Marco redirected his gaze. Letta seemed to have been in the dressing room for too long. This prompted Marco to get up from his seat and walk over to check on Letta. He heard slow footsteps as he entered the dressing room.However, Marco's steps halted when he saw clothes scattered all over their accessory chest. Letta, wearing only her undergarments, was taking out one piece of clothing after another from the glass wardrobe."Why?" Marco asked, causing Letta to pause and smile."Sorry, have you been waiting too long for me? I'm looking for an outfit," Letta said, causing
Letta looked back at Marco, who was now sitting next to her, his gaze focused on the road ahead where the congested cars filled the streets. Somehow, Letta felt the timing was a little off because the traffic jam was consuming their remaining time on the road. If the traffic had been smooth, they would have reached the shopping center in about 15 minutes. It had been more than 30 minutes, yet their car hadn't moved an inch. Letta could see how Marco's jaw was clenched. It seemed that it wasn't just the traffic jam making Marco look angry, but also someone who had sent flowers to her that they still didn't know about. Letta had only read the card, which said the flowers were as beautiful and charming as her. It seemed that was why his emotions finally surfaced. Letta then stroked the back of Marco's hand, which was now gripping the steering wheel, making Marco look deeply at Letta. "Are you still angry?" Letta asked, making Marco finally sigh deeply. "I'm not angry," Marco replied, ma
Marco then smiled and approached Letta. He then embraced her from behind, taking over the watering of the plants and turning it off before releasing her carelessly."It's okay, don't be angry like that. If you keep making that face, I might just devour you anytime," said Marco, causing Letta to want to respond. However, Marco immediately placed his index finger on his wife's soft lips."No protests. I truly had no intention of disparaging your cake. I was just worried that if you went down to the kitchen, you might get hurt," Marco finally said, causing Letta to sigh deeply."I do have to go down to the kitchen as a woman, as a future mother. Of course, I have to provide delicious meals for my husband and my children. You know, everything I forget truly makes me forget how to cook. Isn't that normal?" Letta asked, making Marco shake his head."You don't need to do that. What's the point of hiring the best cook in this house if you're going back to the kitchen in the end?" Marco said,
Marco furrowed his brow slightly when he realized Letta wasn't by his side. He felt anxious and worried, especially when recalling bad memories. He put on his bathrobe and hurried to the bathroom. After checking the empty bathroom and dressing room, Marco noticed scattered clothes belonging to Letta, reminding him that he forgot to take Letta shopping.After freshening up, Marco changed into casual clothes and headed downstairs. As he passed the guards and servants, they saluted and bowed, something that was usual at Marco's house. As he was about to head to the garden, he heard a commotion coming from the kitchen, prompting him to furrow his brow and decide to check first before looking for Letta. In the kitchen, Marco was surprised to see Letta sandwiched between two servants and Desi, observing the messy state of the kitchen."What are you doing?" Marco asked, and seeing his wife's face made him smile broadly. Letta answered somewhat irritably, "Come on, if you want to tease, you b
Marco got out of the car carrying a box of cakes and went straight into the house."Where is Letta?" Marco asked as he passed one of the servants."She's in the garden next to the house, sir," the servant replied, causing Marco to glance at his watch, which read 2:00 in the afternoon."Didn't we take a break after coming back from the garden earlier?" Marco asked, causing the servant to shake their head and bow."Madam was seen strolling with Desi, but I didn't see her go into her room," the servant said, making Marco heave a long sigh. After that, Marco walked towards the garden on the side of his house.There, Marco saw Letta sitting not far from the edge of the pool, sipping tea and nibbling on some snacks that seemed untouched. Marco furrowed his brow as he saw Letta gazing at the pool."What are you thinking about?" Marco asked, making Letta startle slightly and smile as she looked at him."Are you back already?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head."So what's making you think
Marco immediately stepped inside. Currently, Marco had made an appointment with one of the doctors who had previously treated Letta. He knocked on the door, entered, and sat in front of the doctor, who smiled at him."Mr. Jovanka, how can I help you?" the doctor asked, making Marco nod."Yes, I need the doctor's assistance," Marco said, causing the doctor to furrow his brow. The doctor was actually a bit surprised because just a few hours ago, he had met with Marco to examine Letta. Shortly after that, Marco contacted him again to make an appointment, but this time for himself. The doctor finally chose to listen to what the heir of the Jovanka estate really needed."Yes, what kind of assistance do you need?" the doctor asked, making Marco look at him seriously."I want to ask first, can my wife recover to her previous state?" Marco asked again, making the doctor furrow his brow slightly."Are you referring to her memory?" the doctor asked, making Marco nod."Yes, about all the memorie
Marco gazed at Letta, who was leaning on his shoulder. They were in the car on their way home after Letta insisted on staying silent for a while in the park."Why?" Marco asked, reaching out his hand to gently stroke Letta's face, prompting Letta to finally look up at her husband."No, I'm just thinking," Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Letta then leaned her head back again, and Marco gently stroked the top of his wife's head."I'm scared," Letta said, causing Marco to stop his hand movement."What are you afraid of? Is someone bothering you, or is something troubling your mind?" Marco asked, making Letta nod."There's something troubling my mind," Letta said, making Marco feel a sense of unease. Each word Letta wanted to say seemed to instill a sense of fear in Marco. He was afraid that one day her memories would slowly start to resurface, becoming a time bomb for her."After meeting Celine earlier, I've been thinking a lot," Letta said, making Marco fall silent as he l
Marco immediately scanned the surroundings, searching for Letta, who was no longer in her original seat. "Find where Letta is now, don't let her go far from us. Search around this park and tell your men to move now," Marco said, making Pedro nod. He then turned back to give instructions to his men. Meanwhile, Marco quickly ran back to that seat, looking at the empty spot where Letta had been sitting earlier, wondering where she might be. He scanned the bustling park, finding it difficult to locate his wife.Marco then ran in another direction, toward the food truck and the restroom. Perhaps Letta was looking for him, but Marco still couldn't find her. Marco started to feel a bit anxious. Losing Letta was beginning to haunt him again. He couldn't bear losing his wife for the umpteenth time. Marco had promised to give her anything he had, as long as Letta stayed by his side. Yet, for some reason, the fear continued to haunt him, making Marco's heart race so intensely it felt like it mig
Pedro then instructed the driver, who was now driving his car, to speed up as their car approached Marco's. After that, they attempted to cut off the car following Marco's. However, it seemed they realized that Pedro was onto their motives, prompting them to step on the gas pedal. This led to a high-speed chase between them, with Pedro in pursuit and the other car evading. This disrupted the path of several other cars, causing some minor chaos in the traffic.When Pedro instructed their driver to cut the car off, suddenly the car veered, causing Pedro's car to be unable to avoid it perfectly. As a result, Jacob's people's car collided with the side of Pedro's car, causing both vehicles to spin in the midst of the relatively busy traffic.Pedro caught a glimpse of the people inside the car, but as he attempted to get out of his car to apprehend them, the car swiftly restarted and drove away. Pedro hurried to run, knowing he wouldn't be able to catch the car. Consequently, he could only
Someone in a car was observing a couple who had just entered the car, causing the observer to clench their fists. "Follow their car, but don't let them notice," said the man with bright-colored eyes, making the driver nod. They kept a distance from the other car and continued to tail it."I heard his wife is pregnant and has just come out of a coma?" Jacob asked, glancing at the man next to him, a dark-skinned man who nodded."From the information I've gathered, that's correct," he replied, causing Jacob to furrow his brow."What happened to his wife? Because as far as I know, Marco would never allow his wife to be harmed in any way," Jacob said, still gazing ahead until they arrived at a large hospital, prompting Jacob's car to stop as well."I want you to keep following him. I want to know what developments you need to obtain. I need to get the key to his downfall, so that he'll comply with what I want," Jacob said, making the man nod. After that, Jacob stepped out of the car, surv