Marco immediately halted his hand's movement upon hearing the sudden news from his subordinate. "What? She's working?" exclaimed Marco, looking at Haris with an expression of displeasure."Didn't I clearly say that I didn't want her to do anything that would endanger herself? Just stay quiet in her cramped apartment, and you watch over her, that's all, but you couldn't even do that," Marco said, leaving Haris only able to nod."I apologize, Sir, but Miss Letta really can't be stopped so easily. But don't worry, I've instructed two guards to watch over Miss Letta," Haris said, making Marco sigh in frustration."Still, she's not following what I want. You should know that if I want something, you should make it happen," Marco added, making Haris apologize once again. Both of them had stubborn personalities that were difficult to contend with, causing Haris to rue his fate for being caught between them."Nevertheless, I've already threatened her with this, but it hasn't yielded results.
Letta stopped her hand movements as she felt her phone vibrating in her trouser pocket. However, she couldn't answer the call at the moment as she was busy serving several customers who were filling the beer cafe. She glanced at the clock, which showed nine in the morning, a time when people often enjoyed their coffee. Letta chose to ignore it and focus on her work, which she had been doing for the past week."Letta, please deliver shirt number seven," called Dirly, prompting Letta to hurry and fetch the shirt and deliver it. She repeated the same task several times until her stomach suddenly cramped, making her feel slightly lightheaded."Are you alright?" Molly asked, rubbing Letta's shoulder from behind, causing Letta to turn around."Yes, my stomach is cramping a little," Letta said, making Molly nod."You'd better take a short break. I see you've been busy even though I'm here, and Romeo, who knows what he's doing back there," Molly said again, making Letta smile."Alright," Lett
Letta began packing her work clothes to put them in her locker before checking her belongings one by one in her bag. This time, she couldn't afford to leave her phone or wallet behind as it would inconvenience her."Hey, are you done?" someone tapped Letta's shoulder, making her turn around and look at Molly."Yes, just a few more. I might need to check the kitchen. My task isn't to lock up the shop," Letta said, making Molly nod. Over the next two weeks, they took turns checking the store before leaving as Noah was out of town, adding to their workload. Today was Letta's turn to make sure everything was secure."Well, I'll leave now," Molly said, followed by Dirly, who also left first. Letta made sure her bag was complete, then walked to the coffee machine to ensure everything was safe before heading to the kitchen. However, Letta furrowed her brows when she saw Romeo still standing in front of the wide table apparently reserved for his use in making pastries."You're not leaving yet
Letta began to blink a few times as the alarm on her nightstand started disturbing her, eventually making the effort to reach out and turn off the noisy object. Slowly, she tried to open her eyes, seeing that it was already six in the morning.Letta then sat up, stretching her arms, trying to bring herself to the realization that she had to start getting ready to go back to work. But before that, Letta fell silent, leaning back against the headboard of her bed. Last night, her encounter with Abian had left Letta unable to express what still troubled her heart until now.Letta didn't know how to convey everything that had happened to her to Abian, and what made her most hesitant was anticipating Abian's reaction. Would he show disappointment, or worse, look at her with disgust, causing Letta to harshly rub her face.Nevertheless, Letta still had to tell Abian everything that had happened to her, that she was currently carrying someone else's child. Just imagining that made Letta truly
Letta immediately left her apartment while occasionally tinkering with her phone, trying to contact Abian."Are you awake?" Letta asked as the call connected."You just woke me up," Abian replied, making Letta smile. She could still hear the characteristic groggy voice of someone just waking up from the other end."But I'm sure you're not fully awake yet, right?" Letta said, making Abian just mumble."Yeah, but I have to be up now anyway, as I need to send an email to my team still there. Fortunately, you called," Abian said, making Letta smile.Letta then stopped in her tracks when she saw two people who always followed her every day, unnoticed by her. After that, Letta continued to walk along the sidewalk towards her workplace."Have you gone to work?" Abian asked from the other end."Yes, I'm walking towards Coffee Break," Letta replied."Alright, then have a great day. I'll pick you up later after you finish," Abian said, making Letta nod."Okay, then I'll hang up," Letta said, th
Letta looked at Abian, who was currently staring at her with a puzzled expression. "Abian," Letta said, also surprised by Abian's arrival. After that, Letta looked at Marco, who was also looking at Abian with his arrogant gaze. Abian then walked closer to Letta, who was about to get into the car, causing Letta to abandon her intention."Are you back?" Abian asked, making Letta nod her head. After that, Abian, of course, noticed the presence of Marco, who was right behind Letta."Who is he?" Abian asked, making Marco about to walk and introduce himself, but of course, Letta wouldn't let that happen, making Letta stop Marco's movement."He's my Boss," Letta said, making Marco immediately look at her with an unhappy gaze, which Letta ignored."He wants to inquire about some tasks that I had left behind earlier," Letta continued when she saw Abian's questioning gaze."So, do you have other matters?" Abian asked again, making Letta shake her head, and once again, Marco looked displeased at
Finally, after Letta finished exploring her culinary city at the night market, she decided to invite Abian back to her apartment. Abian just chuckled, looking at Letta who was once again sighing deeply."Didn't I tell you not to be too greedy and eat everything?" said Abian, still with his teasing tone, making Letta look at him with an expression of displeasure."But I really always lose control when I see my favorite food. I can't resist my appetite," Letta replied, making Abian just smile."And that's why you're having trouble walking right now because of your full stomach," Abian said, making Letta only pout, then looking towards the street next to them. The vehicles were too sparse, it seemed they were too engrossed in enjoying their time at the night market. Until they finally lost track of time, Letta then arrived at the door of her apartment, opened it, and told Abian to come in."Do you want something to drink?" Letta asked, taking off her handbag."A cold drink might be bette
Finally, Letta tried to regain control of herself, gathering her senses, until she pushed Marco's shoulder firmly, causing him to release his kiss. However, just as Letta was about to unleash her curse, she could see Marco's sharp eyes staring at her with a disapproving look, and all of Letta's words were swallowed back when Marco preempted her."What have you just done?" Marco asked with his cold voice and piercing gaze directed straight at Letta, making Letta fall silent, trying to digest what was happening to her right now."What do you mean?" Letta finally asked, trying to respond to the man who seemed to be in a certain mood right now. But Letta could be sure that Marco was currently in a bad mood."Just answer my question, don't pretend not to know like that," Marco said again, this time gripping Letta's shoulder quite tightly, making Letta wince."What did you do with that damn guy earlier?" Marco said again, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course, Letta knew who Marco was refe
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