Marco gazed intently at Letta, who was now just bowing in front of him."Are you feeling hot?" Marco asked. Since his encounter with Helena, Letta had remained silent. But Marco could see how Letta could only grip her palms, visibly sweating. Not to mention the tension on her face as Letta looked up at Marco."Why do you seem nervous since earlier? Are you afraid that I'll mistreat you in front of my parents?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Even this time, just answering Marco's question made Letta fearful."You sometimes make me very intrigued, Letta," Marco said as he approached, stroking Letta's face."In fifteen minutes, meet me at the swimming pool," Marco said, then left Letta alone on the terrace. Letta looked around, noticing many guards and security personnel surrounding her. Was she really imprisoned in this house, Letta wondered, finally choosing to go back inside.Letta didn't even consider running away from the house at all. Letta seemed to truly convince herse
Letta widened her eyes as Marco suddenly released his embrace, causing Letta to appear to be drawn into the pool. Letta struggled to balance herself but couldn't swim. She could only feel the sting in her nose as water entered, until Marco grabbed her wrist again, prompting Letta to tightly embrace him. Letta coughed as water filled her throat, which made Marco burst into laughter."Can you really not swim?" Marco asked, as Letta roughly wiped her face and hugged Marco's neck tightly, hoping he wouldn't let go again."Come on, let's learn again. You'll definitely get the hang of it," Marco said, making Letta shake her head."No, I'm not interested in learning to swim.""Come on, what if there's a flood or you're at the beach? You need to know how to swim," Marco persisted, but Letta shook her head again, until Marco pulled her embrace tightly. Holding her shoulders, Letta began to panic at the thought of Marco letting go again."You have to learn to swim, and I'll teach you," Marco in
Letta slowly began to blink her eyes as she felt her whole body ache. Not only that, she also shivered intensely. Not to mention the dryness in her throat, which prompted Letta to attempt to get up from her seat to get some water, but she halted when she felt a large hand encircling her waist. Letta immediately flinched and turned to look back, where she felt the breath of a sleeping Marco brushing against the nape of her neck, leaving Letta frozen in place.With Marco close to her, he seemed to be sleeping soundly, holding onto himself tightly, making it even difficult for Letta to swallow her own saliva. Letta then slowly tried to lift the large hand. However, her movement was once again halted when she attempted to pull back the thick blanket that covered her body, not a thread more. Letta tried to recall what had happened. Letta remembered vividly that they hadn't done anything, but what remained fresh in her memory was Marco trying to torment her in the pool. After that, Letta di
Letta slowly knocked on Marco's door, then pushed it open gently, catching Marco just as he was coming out of the bathroom, still in his bathrobe. Letta stood silently at the door until Marco glanced at her briefly."Come in," Marco said, prompting Letta to step closer."Pick out my clothes for me," Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow."What?" Letta asked, causing Marco to look at her for a moment."I want you to choose my clothes for me to wear," Marco said before entering the dressing room. Letta just clenched her fingers, unsure of Marco's plan to ask her to pick out his clothes."Choose something casual for me," Marco said, making Letta look at him briefly. Although he could pick his own clothes directly, Letta thought, as she began to approach the mirrored wardrobe. However, Letta felt a little uneasy when Marco didn't budge from in front of the mirrored wardrobe, leaving Letta silent for a moment before turning around and reaching out to open the mirrored wardrobe, with Mar
Marco fell silent, frozen, as he received a hard slap from Arabella, while Letta didn't expect to witness the two lovers fighting in front of her."You immediately give the gift of a slap after all this time we haven't met," Marco said. Their last meeting was indeed during Marco's reception. At that time, Marco only informed Arabella that he suddenly had important matters with Letta to take care of regarding the pregnancy. Marco quickly left the reception. At that time, it was Marco's subordinates who managed the entire reception when Letta had an accident. Even Marco's parents and other family members did not know that Letta was no longer carrying Marco Jovanka's child."What are you doing? You're truly betraying me right in front of my eyes," Arabella said, looking at Marco disapprovingly."What did I betray you with? Isn't it normal for a husband and wife to do what we just did?" Marco asked in his cold tone, stroking his reddened cheek, making Arabella narrow her eyes at him."Wha
Marco looked at the reflection in the mirror in front of him when the door to his room opened, revealing Pedro who was now bowing before him."Sir, you have been awaited in your large family meeting," Pedro said, making Marco look in his direction through the reflection of the large mirror."Tell them I don't have the time because we have to finalize some meetings and monitor our new project," Marco replied, making Pedro nod."But Mr. Edward has canceled all your schedules for today and instructed you to come," Pedro replied again, making Marco finally turn around and look down at his subordinate."I have told you never to let my father mess up my schedule," Marco said, exhaling his rough breath. It was pointless for him to grumble at Pedro, as Pedro couldn't do anything if Edward directly ordered it."What kind of big meeting? They will probably just discuss inheritance assets. It's already clear that I will be the one to hold them. They have no reason to get it. Are they worthy enou
And indeed, when they arrived in the main hall, Letta became the center of attention for the people who gazed at their arrival. Marco held Letta's waist even tighter, making Letta's steps feel even heavier. Letta could see the expressions of the people looking at her with disapproving glares. Until Edward greeted them, making Marco give a slight smile and choose to approach his mother, giving her a welcome kiss.Then, Edward commented, "You're late," while greeting Letta and Marco."Just a few minutes, due to the traffic that made us arrive late," Marco replied."Very well, then let's continue the discussion in the dining room. Besides, the food is ready. Let's move to the dining table inside. And now you've met my son's wife, haven't you? Although she might not have greeted you yet, you've seen her face at the wedding reception. So, there's no need for introductions today. There are still many important discussions we need to finish," Edward said to their other family members, who we
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
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