Marco immediately stepped into the residence of the Jovanka family, which he hadn't visited in who knows how long. This made Marco promptly greeted by Krisna, the head servant at the Jovanka house."The mistress is waiting for you in the family room," Krisna said. Marco seemed to already anticipate why he was suddenly called to his extended family's residence. He immediately walked towards the family room, where his own mother was already waiting for him."Good evening, Mom," Marco greeted with a friendly smile as he always did to greet Elena. However, Elena looked at him with an indifferent face as Marco had predicted beforehand. Nevertheless, Marco still approached his mother and affectionately kissed her cheek."It seems my Mom is in a bad mood," Marco said as he sat in front of Elena with a cup of coffee that had been served by the attendant earlier."Of course, I am angry. How could I not be angry with your behavior?" Elena said, causing Marco to finally set down the cup. He gaze
Letta smiled after ending her conversation with Abian. However, her smile quickly faded as she remembered the reality she had to face. Letta had to confront Abian about her pregnancy, and that worried her. Her reverie was abruptly halted as the bedroom door opened, revealing Mia, already dressed for work."You really don't consider me as your friend," Mia said with an angry and frustrated face, making Letta furrow her brow."Did I do something wrong?" Letta asked, making Mia exhale in annoyance."What do you think?" she said again, making Letta shrug nonchalantly. It further frustrated Mia with her friend's attitude. Mia always felt that Letta sometimes guarded her heart, as if she didn't want anything inside her to be read or known by others. This made Mia feel a little disappointed, even though she had always offered whatever help Letta needed."How could you send a resignation letter without telling me? Didn't we agree that you would still work for a few more months?" Mia said, mak
Marco began to reach out his hand to press the right button on the side of the door. A beep sounded, and the door opened, revealing a luxurious apartment with all modern facilities. Marco scanned his gaze in all directions, then his steps led to the second floor where Arabella's room was located. Slowly, Marco approached Arabella, who was standing near the window, seemingly absorbed in the view of the bustling city outside.Marco walked closer and hugged Arabella from behind, -but Arabella seemed to ignore him, as if Marco wasn't there."Are you still angry?" Marco asked, kissing Arabella's clearly tense shoulder."Yes, it seems like you are still angry," Marco answered himself, tightening his embrace."I'm sorry," Marco said, making Arabella finally turn to look at her fiancé. For Arabella, perhaps Marco would become her ex-fiancé, because she couldn't bear to imagine Marco marrying another woman, especially if that woman was carrying Marco's child."Do you think all these problems c
Slowly, Letta began to tidy up the items one by one that she had brought. Now she was in her new apartment. Although not as spacious as Mia's, for Letta, this apartment was sufficient. Its strategic location and bustling environment made her feel comfortable. Several hours passed, and Letta finally managed to lay her body down to rest. However, suddenly someone pressed the doorbell of her apartment, startling Letta.Without a chance to see who was behind the door, Letta opened it and was surprised to see a frightening smile from the person who suddenly came to visit her on her first day of moving."Good afternoon," he greeted, and without waiting for Letta's response, he pushed Letta's apartment door and entered, surveying the room, causing Letta to clench her fists tightly."Are you not mannered?" Letta said, staring back at the tall man in front of her sharply."Are you sure you're going to live in such a cramped room like this?" he said, ignoring Letta's earlier question, making Le
It seemed as if Letta had just closed her eyes when suddenly the doorbell of her apartment kept ringing incessantly. This forced Letta, who initially wanted to ignore the person disturbing her, to open her eyes wide, trying to gather her consciousness, and walk grumpily."Who's making such a ruckus early in the morning? Can't they stop pressing my apartment doorbell before it breaks?" Letta grumbled as she continued to walk clumsily towards the door.When the door opened, Letta truly found herself fully awake. She saw a man who had been bothering her wherever she went for the past few days."What's wrong with you? Why do you always disturb my peace? I just fell asleep a few hours ago," Letta said with her weary face, especially with the dark circles under her eyes, which clearly indicated that she had just rested her body. This, of course, was not something Marco appreciated, especially given Letta's current condition.That made Marco immediately step in and grab Letta, causing her ey
Letta had no idea how many days it had been since the doorbell of her apartment had been ringing loudly in the early morning. Of course, Letta could already guess who the person was that had been disturbing her for the past few days. This made Letta finally ignore the sound of the bell. Despite feeling annoyed, Letta simply took a pillow to cover her face, hoping to muffle the sound of her doorbell. However, it was in vain, as the bell continued to ring incessantly."Fine, I'll open it," Letta exclaimed in frustration. Then, she walked, stomping her feet, towards her apartment door and opened it. However, it seemed that Letta's assumption this time was wrong. Letta fell silent immediately. Previously, Letta had prepared some scathing remarks to scold the person who usually disturbed her. But this time was different, causing Letta to furrow her brow. Letta seemed very familiar with the face in front of her."You?" Letta asked, her words trailing off slightly."Allow me to introduce mys
An hour ago, Letta was already getting ready. She woke up early, took a shower, and had breakfast, doing it all with a beaming smile. This time, she was incredibly lucky because last night she received news that she would be interviewed for a job at one of the coffee shops she had long coveted. The distance was also not too far from her apartment, making Letta even more excited. However, all her enthusiasm suddenly faded when she opened the apartment door and someone was already in front of her."Good morning," Haris said, making Letta let out a long sigh."What again, early in the morning, you're already in front of someone else's apartment door?" Letta asked, making Haris glance at the watch on his wrist."I'm just carrying out my duties," Haris replied, reminding Letta of his earlier statement that he had been assigned by Marco to monitor everything Letta did."And as you expected, Mr. won't accept it just like that. I have positioned two guards below and will follow you wherever y
Occasionally, Letta glanced in the direction of two individuals who had been following her wherever she went for the past few days. They weren't overt in their surveillance, but Letta still felt uneasy knowing that her every move was being monitored. Like now, on her first day of work, Letta didn't want her mood to be affected, so she chose to ignore the two.After that, Letta walked with a broad smile. Finally, she landed a job at one of the coffee shops she had been eyeing for some time. Enjoying the aroma of coffee every morning would certainly be delightful. Dealing with customers and the hustle and bustle would be a different experience from serving passengers on an airplane, thought Letta. Finally, she arrived at the coffee shop through the side street dedicated to employees. Letta went straight to the second floor where Noah's workspace was located, attempting to knock on the door before being welcomed inside.Noah then smiled at Letta's appearance in her new uniform, which fit
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