Letta could guess that the lengthy debate they had been conducting since earlier would be won by her husband. Jacob was really giving Marco an unfriendly look when Marco ended the argument, stating that Jacob and his family had no rights to the Jovanka assets. Edward held their signatures that transferred all the assets inherited to Edward, because of Jovanka's past downturn that made Edward work hard to revive the Jovanka name as it is now.With Marco's help, Jovanka flourished rapidly, especially with their airline company becoming the number one in the country. Marco also expanded the Jovanka name in the hospitality sector, tourism, and luxury resorts scattered throughout the country. This made the Jovanka assets unquestionable, not just a matter of arguments. Letta had been feeling queasy since earlier, and finally, hesitantly, she touched Marco's shoulder, which he never let go of."May I go to the back for a moment? I need to go to the bathroom," Letta said, making Marco look at
Marco then walked towards Letta after Jacob stepped away and made sure the man was not around them. After that, Letta widened her eyes as Marco immediately pulled her back into the bathroom. Letta was then pushed quite forcefully, causing her back to hit the sink inside the bathroom. As usual, Marco immediately gripped both sides of Letta's face firmly and stared at her with an intense gaze."What are you doing? Are you letting him touch your body like that?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head immediately."No, I warned him not to touch me recklessly," Letta said, causing Marco to release his grip harshly."You didn't even seem to resist when he touched your lips. Is that what you want, or do you want to find a new prey, or perhaps, did you do the same thing to me when we first met?" Marco said again, making Letta widen her eyes. It indicated that Marco now saw her as a cheap woman."I didn't do anything disgusting like that," Letta said with a slightly raised voice, making Marc
Marco then tidied up his appearance, adjusting the position of his suit, before finally glancing towards Letta, who was also doing the same. Letta straightened her messy dress and makeup, causing Marco to pause for a moment, gazing at her small figure. However, when Letta attempted to let her hair down, Marco gave her a disapproving look."Put your hair up high," Marco said, causing Letta to immediately meet his gaze through the mirror in front of her."Why? Don't you want people to see your neck?" Marco asked again, glancing at the kissmark, a sign of his possession. Letta remained silent, neither refuting nor responding to Marco's words. Letta simply did as Marco said, raising her hair high, tying it up neatly, revealing her slender neck distinctly.Letta was too tired to argue with Marco, so Marco eventually walked over to her, allowing Letta to feel his body against her small back. Then, Letta widened her eyes as Marco kissed her neck where the kissmark was, with a gentle kiss, ca
Letta then gazed at Marco as he stepped closer to her."Let's go home now," he said, prompting Letta to get up from her seat and follow Marco's steps."Shouldn't we say goodbye to your parents?" Letta asked, causing Marco to pause. He then turned to look at Letta."If you want to bid them farewell, you can go back. They're in Dad's office," Marco said, making Letta shake her head. She certainly didn't dare to go back alone to bid farewell to her in-laws."Alright, then let's leave without any formalities," Marco said, heading towards the already prepared car, followed by Letta who now sat beside him. Throughout the journey, Letta chose to look out the window, as she didn't know how Marco was feeling at the moment, and she didn't want to risk making him even more upset.Finally, Letta heard Marco's firm voice again, "Is what's outside more interesting than looking at me?" Marco asked, making Letta pause before finally looking at Marco, who now gazed ahead with his haughty expression."
Marco furrowed his brow as he gazed at the woman who seemed distracted from herself. Marco's mind was consumed with questions about whether Letta had gotten drunk after just a few glasses of wine. Letta was massaging the bridge of her nose at the time. "I shouldn't have gotten involved with a man like you," Letta said, causing Marco to pause as he was about to drink from his glass of wine. Nevertheless, Marco remained fully aware.After returning from her parents' house, Marco's mood worsened, and the only way to distract himself was by drinking a bottle of wine. Somehow, Marco thought of drinking with Letta. At the moment, Marco didn't have any specific thoughts, he just wanted company. However, Letta turned out to be a woman far from such drinks, thought Marco."I should be living happily right now and married to Abian. We had planned our life long before this. Getting married, having children, living simply, and happily. That's what we planned together, Abian and I," Letta said, so
Letta didn't know how long she had been in Marco's embrace, completely naked. Her clothes were scattered on the floor, a result of Marco's actions. This only heightened her body temperature as Marco freely touched every inch of her. Letta felt Marco lifting her hair, brushing it away from her neck.Marco immediately inhaled Letta's scent deeply, prompting Letta to push Marco away, as if she wanted him to continue. Letta also felt how Marco's gentle tongue played with her neck and shoulders, leaving strong marks.Letta could only draw closer, embracing Marco's body. Her pounding and heavy head seemed to suddenly disappear, yet Letta didn't understand why her consciousness hadn't fully returned. If she were fully aware, Letta would have surely pushed Marco forcefully to stop touching her. However, this time, on the contrary, Letta wanted Marco to keep touching her.Marco did it with tenderness, without any rough caresses or painful suctions. Letta could only sigh beautifully in Marco's
Marco then lifted his body, spreading Letta's legs as he prepared to unite their cores. Letta immediately gripped anything on both sides as she felt something tightening within her. Slowly, Marco pushed, gazing at Letta, who was now arching her back with closed eyes.It was no longer force or violence exerted by Marco, only gentleness and slowness that he always gave. Letta could stare into Marco's eyes, now full of passion, both consumed by their desire for each other. Letta tried to steady her breath as Marco reunited their lips, moving down there. Letta could only clutch Marco's waist as the movements grew deeper, as if perfectly reaching her core.Letta didn't expect that the sensation of their skins touching each other would be so intoxicating, when Letta could feel Marco's gentle breath caressing her face. Letta didn't expect to feel so delicately treated, touched with tenderness and caution.Then Letta resumed their kiss as Marco leaned on both sides of his elbows to normalize
Letta blinked as she felt her dry throat, prompting her to slowly open her eyes, intending to get a glass of water. Her movement halted when she felt a large hand now encircling her stomach. This made Letta finally realize as she turned around and saw Marco embracing her tightly. From his regular breaths that momentarily silenced Letta, she gazed at Marco's now peacefully slumbering face.His eyes always looked at Letta with a sharp gaze. His high nose and firm jaw made Letta notice every inch of her handsome husband's face. However, the next moment, for some reason, a sense of anger now welled up from the depths of Letta's heart.Letta began to realize what she had just done with Marco. They engaged in an intimate relationship, perhaps for the first time, without resistance and without feeling coercion. This slowly made Letta lift Marco's arm, moving it aside. Then, Letta immediately hurriedly got up from her bed.Letta picked up her scattered clothes. After that, she glanced at the
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