Letta then sat up, getting out of her bed, feeling as though a gun had actually pierced her head. However, Letta was slightly relieved to realize that it was just a nightmare she had experienced. Letta began to steady her racing breath, sweat dampening the sides of her face, and she could only squeeze her eyes shut tightly.Letta didn't expect to be haunted by Marco like that. Would he do as her dream had shown if he really found her this time, Letta wondered. She then snapped out of her thoughts when the door to her room opened."Are you awake?" Meri asked, smiling at Letta, making Letta nod her head."Okay, then get ready. We're going to the shop," Meri said, prompting Letta to rush to the bathroom first to freshen up.Letta walked with Meri, carrying some shopping items towards a shop. After a fifteen-minute walk, they finally arrived at a Fried Chicken shop, and Meri opened it immediately."I usually open from 4 pm to 11 pm. Usually, after 7 pm, my son will help me in this shop,"
Marco remained silent, gazing blankly at his desk, not even touching the files and emails he should have been working on, making Pedro hesitant to disturb his boss."How far have you gone in searching for her?" Marco asked without looking at Pedro."We have searched in the nearby cities, but there's been no result as Miss Letta left no trace at all," Pedro replied, as the team he had deployed to find Letta was still struggling to locate her."Haven't you found any trace of her at all?" Marco asked again, causing Pedro to fall silent once more."One of our team members found a trace along the river, but we still couldn't find her because of the heavy rain last night, causing the river to overflow and wash away any trace of Miss Letta," Pedro said, causing Marco to then gaze sharply in his direction."Come on, Pedro, you've never failed in any task I've given you before. So, are you going to fail just because of that woman? I want her found," Marco said with his cold aura, making Pedro
Letta immediately got up from her bed, looking at the sunlight that had now entered through the gap in her bedroom window. This made Letta smile as she saw the clock on the bedside table showing six in the morning. These past few days, Letta's life had felt more orderly. She woke up feeling refreshed, had a sound sleep, and immediately engaged in activities that somewhat comforted her.Letta quickly cleaned herself up and went out to see Meri, who was getting ready to go to the market."Can I come along?" Letta asked, causing Meri to stop and look at her."Are you sure you want to come? Doesn't the sea journey take a few hours? I'll be shopping a lot there because I'm going to my hometown tomorrow. So I need to buy more than usual," Meri said, making Letta nod."That's why I want to come. Won't it be quicker if we both shop together? Besides, you'll surely need someone to help you, right?" Letta said, making Meri smile."Alright, then get ready. We'll be leaving soon," Meri said, maki
Letta gazed at Sean, who was currently helping to load his mother's belongings onto the bus, then turned to look at Meri beside her."If you're tired, you don't have to force yourself. Working at restaurant can be a bit challenging," said Meri, causing Letta to shake her head."It's okay, I can handle it. Besides, didn't I say that it's not a problem if the restaurant is covered?" Letta replied, making Meri smile while holding Letta's hand."Thank you for helping," said Meri."Thank you too for accommodating me," Letta replied."Alright, the bus is ready to leave. I promise it won't be long, just two or three days. Take care, okay, and remember, if Sean leaves you alone, it's better to just close the restaurant, okay?" warned Meri, making Letta nod. Letta then looked at Meri, who was now boarding the bus. Meri immediately opened the bus window and looked at Sean."Never leave Letta to run the Chicken shop by herself. You should help her too, instead of sleeping all weekend. You under
Sean finally attempted to turn on the phone. However, as he was about to tamper with it, he immediately shook his head. It was an invasion of someone else's privacy, making him consider turning off the phone. However, the phone vibrated a few times. There were several incoming messages and missed calls. Sean wasn't sure whether he should open the messages or not. Nevertheless, Sean promptly deactivated the phone and hurried back to the shop. There, Letta must have already had some customers.Sean walked quickly and, true enough, there were two more additional customers waiting for their food. This made Sean rush to the kitchen to see Letta, who seemed a bit overwhelmed."Sorry, I took a little long," Sean said, making Letta nod her head."It's okay, I managed to serve them. But I'm not really good at frying the chicken yet," Letta said with a slightly awkward smile, making Sean step towards the fried chicken behind her. The color of the chicken looked a little browner, but for Sean, t
Sean could still clearly see the expression of fear and worry emanating from Letta's face. This made Sean sigh deeply."Let it go, maybe you don't want to go back to your hometown. It's okay. You don't need to answer my question," Sean said, making Letta look up and then smile faintly as she gazed at Sean, who was sipping his cold drink in front of her."Alright, then let's just finish everything. Tomorrow we have to reopen the shop until my mother returns. But if you're tired, you can go back home first," Sean said again, making Letta shake her head."No need, I can help you," Letta said, finally tidying up the shop before walking back home."I heard there's a dessert shop at the end of the street that just opened and is popular with visitors. If you want, I can treat you there. Maybe you need some sweet food?" Sean suddenly asked as they walked halfway from their shop, making Letta stop in her tracks, as did Sean, who was now looking at Letta with his neutral gaze."You're treating
For a moment, they fell silent, gazing at each other. Sean now looked at Letta with a blank expression, while Letta looked at Sean with a questioning look."Thank you for liking me," Letta said, finally able to utter only that sentence. After that, Letta fell silent again, blinking her eyes."Well, at first, I said I was suspicious of you, but throughout the day, I really couldn't take my eyes off you. Is that really what they call a liking?" Sean asked again, making Letta shake her head."I don't know," Letta answered."Have you ever liked someone before or felt something like what I'm feeling right now?" Sean asked, making Letta fall silent. What immediately came to her mind was how when she had such deep love for Abian. Making Letta smile as she walked, followed by Sean."Yes, I have felt a liking, maybe love. I never wanted to take my eyes off him when we were together, and I always missed him and wanted to meet him when we were apart. I was always nervous waiting for his messages
Somehow today, Letta felt incredibly awkward when she opened the shop with Sean, just the two of them. Letta hadn't even said a word when they crossed paths from the house to the shop, and neither had Sean. But looking at his expression, Sean seemed unaffected, whereas Letta still appeared uneasy. Letta immediately pictured how she had spent the previous night with Sean."If you keep daydreaming like that, the fried chicken in front of you might come back to life and attack your face with its hot oil," Sean said, causing Letta to startle, blinking at her nearly brown fried chicken. This made Letta quickly move to lift it."Forgive me," Letta said, as Sean took over the frying pan and shifted, prompting Letta to step back from the frying area."You better just chop the seasonings, I'll fry the chicken," Sean said, making Letta nod. They were now facing away from each other, with Sean occasionally glancing at Letta's small figure."Do you feel awkward around me?" Sean asked again, causi
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