《Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child》 Three weeks ago Letta had been staring at the test pack in front of her for an hour. Her body froze, and she felt breathless when the word pregnant appeared on the test pack. This caused Letta to finally sit down on the cold bathroom tiles. She could only bow her head over her knees, tightly hugging them. For a moment, in that position, Letta began toment all the mistakes and carelessness she had made in the past few hours. This reminded her of an incident a few weeks ago, where it all began. Three weeks ago, Letta had to attend thepanys anniversary event where she worked, a leading airlinepany in various countries. Fortunately, Letta was able to be one of the employees in thergepany. Of course, this was thanks to the hard work she had put in from the beginning to get into thepany. Finally, Letta became a flight attendant and part of JV. Airlines. Letta looked at therge mirror in front of her, making sure her appearance was suitable for the luxurious event to be attended by prominent people. She didnt want to embarrass herself. Therefore, Letta was busy choosing a dress for almost two hours. Should I just wear this dress? she murmured, continuously turning her body left and right, examining every inch of her body to ensure there were no shorings. Someones voice made Letta close her eyes and try to calm down.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You dont deserve to wear a dress like that. Youd better just lend it to me. Coincidentally, tonight Im meeting with Robert, said a woman of her age leaning against the door. Letta only nced at her briefly through the mirrors reflection. You should wear a different dress, Miti. Ill use this one to go to mypanys anniversary event, Letta replied. Miti, a woman of her age, walked closer and stopped right behind Letta. Still, that dress wont suit you. You should go with a luxury car to match this dress. It would be a waste if this dress is just going to ride in a taxi. Youd better lend it to me, Miti said, observing Letta from head to toe. Letta ignored her and chose to quickly walk towards her handbag to leave for the event. This kind of thing was usual for Letta when Miti began to impose her will on the things she owned. For tonight, Letta didnt want to give in, and she had to shut her ears a little to dampen the screams from Mitiing from her room. However, Letta still felt tense because she had to face Jenny again, Mitis mother, who was also her own aunt. Where are you going dressed up like that? Jenny asked with a scornful look, simr to the one Miti had given her earlier. I have an event at work, so I might being homete tonight, Letta replied, putting on her heels, ignoring Jennys sneering gaze. You might as well note home, because no one in this house is expecting your return, Jenny said, making Letta once again have to shut her ears. Im leaving, Letta finally said. The online taxi she had previously ordered had arrived in the modest yard of Jennys house. Jenny began to berate Letta with shouts, simr to how Miti treated her, causing Letta to quickly get into the taxi and m the door shut. Sorry, can you start driving now? Letta said to the taxi driver, who simply nodded. Letta then shifted her gaze out the window, opening it slightly so that the night air could enter the car. At least the night air could slightly alleviate the tightness she felt every day. Letta then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to empower herself. Although she was able to live independently, Letta could not leave her aunt and cousin who depended on her, as she was the only backbone for them. Letta saw it as a repayment for all the kindness her aunt had shown, sheltering her in their modest home since she was twenty-five. I am indeed too kind-hearted, Letta murmured with thoughts now filling her mind. Finally, the taxi Letta was in stopped at a five-star hotel. Letta immediately paid the taxi before getting out and heading to the hotels ballroom, where people had already gathered in luxurious attire and sparkling jewelry. Letta looked at her simple appearance, wearing only her mothers heirloom ne, while others appeared so morous. Suddenly, Letta felt a hug on her shoulder and turned to a woman with a wide smile. Are you just arriving? the woman with her distinctive gap-toothed grin asked. She was Mia, one of the friends who had always supported her. Yes, my online taxi waste. So I just arrived, Letta replied. Mia immediately pulled her to an empty table located in the back. Youre not toote. Look, dont you see the handsome bosses over there chatting? Mia said, making Letta nce at a group of men engrossed in conversation. One of them was Marco Jovanka, the CEO of JV. Airlines, where Letta worked, which made Letta feel awkward. Mia continued to be captivated by them, making Letta narrow her eyes as she watched them. Keep your mouth shut if you dont want your drool to drip, Letta said, making Mia click her tongue in annoyance. Letta looked back at Marco, who ording to rumors was a cold and unfeeling boss to his subordinates. Although Letta had never spoken to him, his cold aura could be felt even from a distance. Letta prayed she would never have to confront her boss directly. However, fate had other ns. As the night went on, the party became more lively. The soft music turned into a booming club-like atmosphere. The guests mingled on the dance floor, swaying along to the ambiance. The lights dimmed, following the mood. Letta looked worriedly at her friend. Mia,e on, youve had too much to drink, Letta said, taking the drink Mia had been consuming since earlier. Come on, Letta, this is a rare night. When else can we drink expensive drinks like this? Dont you feel how enjoyable this drink is flowing down my throat? Price never lies, Mia said, seemingly intoxicated. Thats enough, we better go home. Itste, Letta said, trying to pull Mias firm hand. Come on, Letta, dont be so uptight. You should enjoy this drink too. Just one ss, Mia teased, pressuring Letta. No, you know I cant handle drinking, Letta refused, but Mia kept insisting. Just one ss, Letta, she insisted again. Theres no difference between one ss or half a ss, I really cant handle it, you know that, Letta said. However, Mia quickly forced Letta to drink, and the effects began to be felt a few minutester, making Letta feel her head bing heavy. I told you I cant handle drinking, Letta said, massaging her throbbing temple. We can call the online taxi again to go home. You dont have to go to your house, juste to my apartment. How about that? Mia said, finally getting Letta to agree to her n. For Letta, going home in a drunken state would only make her the subject of ridicule for her aunt and cousin. Okay, you call the online taxi. I need to go to the toilet first. I have to cool my face down to get rid of this dizziness. Hopefully, it works, Letta said, making Mia, who was now leaning her face on the table, raise her index finger in agreement. Letta began to walk, sometimes staggering due to her spinning head, searching for the toilet in the hope that her drunkenness would disappear just by washing her face. However, in the middle of the journey, Letta got lost in one of the hotel corridors. She looked left and right, until suddenly she felt her body thrown backward as she collided with someone who was staring at her with a sharp gaze. Stay with me tonight Letta was now struggling to carry a tall, bulky man to a room somewhere, while being intoxicated herself. Letta, in a spirit of mutual assistance, was also dealing with another drunken individual. Can you tell me where your room is? Letta asked for the umpteenth time, as the man only bowed his head and followed Lettas steps. Letta didnt know which room to take the man to, so she ended up just wandering through the corridors on the floor she was on. Actually, how much did he drink to end up unconscious like this? Letta murmured while struggling to drag the mans hefty body. Eventually, upon reaching the elevator door, Letta tried to dig into the mans jacket, hoping for some clue to help her. The stroke of luck favored Letta when she found the key to the mans room, which turned out to be in the VVIP suite of the hotel, causing Letta to blink in disbelief.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Letta finally pressed the button for the highest floor in the lift to take the man to his room. After some struggle and a few minutes, Letta arrived at the door of the room. She then unlocked the door and dragged the man onto the soft, king-sized bed with a goose feather quilt, unexpectedly falling onto the bed herself due to the mans weight. Letta immediately released her grasp on the mans arms and tried topose herself. Letta began to refocus, realizing that Mia was probably waiting for her with the online taxi Letta was supposed to order. However, Letta was still in the luxurious VVIP room, momentarily forgetting her own affairs. I think the cost of renting this room is equivalent to six months of my sry, Letta mumbled as she continued to look around. However, the next moment, as Letta attempted to turn, arge hand suddenly gripped her arm, causing Letta to fall onto the mans body. Lettas eyes widened as she clearly recognized the face that had been bowing down all this while. She reached out her hand, pulling back the strands of hair covering the mans forehead, only to realize that the man beneath her was her own boss, prompting her to stand up. But suddenly, therge hand restrained her and pulled her waist closer. Dont leave, Ara, stay with me tonight, murmured the man, whom Letta knew as Marco. Sorry, sir, Im not Ara, Im Letta, replied Letta naively, causing Marco to mumble in his sleep. Letta then slowly tried to release Marcos grip, but the next moment she felt herself being lifted. Marco flipped Lettas position, leaving her trapped, with a shocked expression, gazing at Marco, who was pinning her down. Ara, please dont abandon me tonight. Youve truly tortured me this past week, Ara, Marco said, staring at Letta, who could only blink. Letta didnt understand the situation she was now in. But, sir, I already said that- Lettas words were cut off as Marco suddenly silenced her with a kiss that instantly froze her body. Marco aggressively attacked Lettas lips, making it impossible for her to even push away the fervent body on top of her, let alone take a breath. Marco, with the belief that Letta was someone named Ara, seemed to be pouring out his longing for her. Letta could only remain silent, epting whatever Marco was doing to her. She epted the kisses that trailed down her jaw and neck, not knowing what he was thinking. The night seemed endless, turning into a regret that Letta had never imagined. A night where a stranger took something precious from her that she had guarded so closely. A night when Letta felt as if her whole body was burning, as Marcos muscr hands caressed every inch of her skin with desire and what seemed like worship. She didnt know what he was imagining, but Letta could only ept it, getting carried away with what Marco was doing to her. Even when Marco started moving above her, Letta gripped the silk sheet beneath her so tightly that Marcos movements stopped, as he realized something that brought him back to his senses momentarily, gazing at the face of a woman he didnt even recognize. Are you not Ara? Marco asked, leaving Letta to simply close her eyes, enduring the pain in her lower body. But I dont care, because youre already in my grasp tonight, so theres no going back, Marco continued, resuming what he had paused before, moving atop Letta and pouring all his desires into her body, making Letta unable to hold back her tears, enduring the night that felt so cold against her skin. Eventually, Letta felt something explode within her, causing her to embrace Marcos shoulders, then gripping tightly, leaving marks on his back as he quickened his movements and copsed on Lettas body, which felt utterly shattered because of his actions. Finally, Marco rolled over to pull Letta into his embrace. Sleep, Im very tired, muttered Marco as he pulled Lettas waist into his embrace, forcing Letta to reluctantly close her heavy and weary eyes. Letta didnt know what kind of morning she would face tomorrow, but for now, she could only shut her eyes, hoping that all of this was just a dream, that she was intoxicated, and that she would wake up tomorrow morning in Mias apartment. That was what Letta hoped for now, and hopefully, God would hear her prayers. Eventually, a soft kiss on Lettas forehead ushered her into that world of dreams. I didn’t use protectionI Marco continued to stare nkly at the t screen in front of him, his mind filled not with the emails that were currently shing across it, but with the image of a woman who had apanied his nights for the past few weeks. The memory of her lingered vividly, disrupting his sleep and filling his thoughts with the softness of her touch and the sweetness of her lips. Even the natural fragrance of her body might be enough for Marco to recognize her. So, have you read the email from Abraham? someone across from Marco asked, causing him to finally shift his gaze towards his friend, who, for some reason, always seemed to be in his office during working hours like this. Stop loitering around in my office. Its still working hours. Dont you have a job? Are you too rxed that you keep hanging around in front of me? Marco asked, causing Jonas to shrug nonchntly. Thats the life of an heir to the Milis Group fortune. I dont have to worry about the heavy burdens on my shoulders. Just by pointing at people, they get things done as I want, Jonas said, sipping on his drink, prompting Marco to sigh in annoyance. Well then, youd better stay in your high seat before someone forcibly pulls you off it and takes it for themselves, Marco retorted, causing Jonas to chuckle as if he was underestimating his friends words. Its you who should be worried here, not me, Jonas replied, making Marco furrow his brow. Dont try to equate me with you, Marco said, trying to refocus on the t screen in front of him. Come on, dont hide it anymore. Youre not good at hiding any secrets from me. Didnt you sleep with a woman a few weeks ago at yourpanys anniversary party? Hows she doing? Jonas asked, as he had previously mentioned that Marco couldnt keep any secrets from his friend, who was either too clever or too carefree to bother with his issues. I dont know, Marco replied casually, causing Jonas to sit up straight. Does Ara know? Jonas asked again, causing Marco to let out a long sigh.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. If she knew, I wouldnt be sitting calmly in this big seat of mine right now, you know that, Marco replied, causing Jonas to nod in understanding of what his friend was saying. Marco and Aras love could be considered an unbreakable bond, but foolishly, his friend in front of him could sleep with another woman just a few weeks ago. Shouldnt you find out who that woman is? Jonas asked, causing Marco to fall silent. I know you dont care about this trivial matter, but you have to remember that youre one of the most sought-after men, by both women and men, and there are many who want to destroy you. Arent you afraid that one of the people who dislike seeing your sess might be the woman you slept with? She might have captured that moment that night and suddenly appear and make it public. I cant imagine what would happen to you, Jonas said, leaving Marco speechless. Of course, he had considered this, but it wasnt as terrifying until Jonas articted it with such a frightening tone. Stop talking nonsense. She wont do anything. Shes just an ordinary woman who, somehow, was with me that night, Marco said, trying to think positively, but it seemed his friend wasnt done with scaring him. Or perhaps shes one of the women you rejected before, and she gave the recording of both of you to Ara, Jonas said again, making Marco start to feel irritated. If she had done that weeks ago, Ara would be after my life, but shes still by my side and calm, Marco replied, making Jonas try to think of something else. How could there be a woman who remained silent even now after spending a night with a Marco Jovanka? Wasnt that a good sign for her to turn her life around, Jonas pondered. But my instinct tells me that you have to find that woman, at least find out if shes pregnant or not, Jonas said, something that hadnt urred to him before, but it made Marco start as if he remembered something from that night, causing him to curse, which was immediately heard by Jonas. Damn, Marco cursed, making Jonas sit up straight. Is there a problem? Did she attack you? Jonas asked, as Marco rubbed his face roughly. That night, I didnt use protection, Marco answered, causing Jonas to fall silent, beginning to understand what they would have to consider next. Yes, my feeling was right. You have to find her. At least check the CCTV footage to find that woman, Jonas said again, making Marco remember the morning when that night happened. If Cindere left her ss slipper for a prince, and the woman, whose name he didnt know, left her bright red lingerie on the bed, Marco couldntprehend what the woman was thinking, abruptly leaving after spending the night with him. Was she scared, shocked, or something else, Marco couldnt fathom. I cant possibly search for her just with her lingerie, can I? muttered Marco, unsure of what to do to find the woman from that night. Did you say something? Jonas asked again, making Marco just ignore him and get up from his seat. Hey, Im not done talking to you. We need toe up with a n to find that woman, Jonas said, but Marco raised his hand. Go back to yourpany. I can handle my own affairs, and one more thing, dont even think about discussing this with Ara. If she finds out, I know exactly who to me, Marco said with a cold and menacing aura, making Jonas shudder at the sight of his friend. Okay, I trust you, Jonas said after that, turning back to finish thest sip of his drink. It seems like the love story of my friend is about to get more interesting. I wonder what hell do to Ara and that woman if something remarkable really happens, Jonas said, pulling the corner of his lip as if he was truly anticipating what he imagined at that moment. Certainly, because until now Marco had lived peacefully without any problems, making Jonas feel that his friends life was too monotonous. At least, having that one-night woman could add a little more color to his friends life, Jonas thought. Mia Mia looked at her friend with a furrowed brow, noting that Letta had appeared not quite herself for some time now. Are you sure youre not unwell? Mia asked, curious, as she approached Letta, who was sitting there trying to pull her sweater closer. Im fine, I think, Letta replied, causing Mia to sigh in frustration. Thats not a definite answer, Letta. You need to get yourself checked or look into your possibly packed schedule. These past few weeks, youve been refusing to take flights, Mia said, making Letta clench her sweaty fingers. Actually, Ive already submitted my resignation letter, Letta suddenly announced, shocking Mia with the sudden decision Letta had made. Letta hadnt mentioned it at all to Mia, who always knew everything Letta was dealing with. Mia seemed slightly disappointed with Lettas decision. And then? Mia asked, waiting for Letta to continue. I cant just leave right away. I said I wanted to leave right now, but it might take about two weeks to process the data. Ive asked Mrs. Dora not to assign me any more flying duties, Letta exined, making Mia furrow her brow even more. The reasons why Letta had been refusing to take flights these past few weeks finally led Mia to sit beside Letta and grasp her friends very cold hand. Weve been friends for more than just a year or two. Are you ignoring that fact? Even all this time, if you just had the flu, you would tell me. But this? Mia asked, visibly unhappy with Lettas decision, prompting Letta to return her grip on Mias hand. Im fine, Mia. Im just tired of this job, Letta replied with the usual excuses she gave her friend. Although Letta was certain Mia wouldnt easily believe it, especially seeing her rolling her eyes, as if considering the reason as mere nonsense. You think Ill believe the reason is just because youre tired of your job? This is the job youve dreamed of. How can you see it that way? Mia said, making Letta fall silent for a moment. Ive found another job, and right now, I might be feeling sick. But its not a serious illness that would worry people around me, including you. I just dont want to keep working for the airline. Ive applied for a job at a coffee shop. Itll be enjoyable, serving sweet treats and warm coffee to customers in a rxed atmosphere, Letta said, leaving Mia silent and perplexed by her friends sudden decision. Indeed, besides dreaming of bing a flight attendant, one of the jobs Letta had always wanted was to work at a coffee shop. She found it fascinating, enjoying the aroma of coffee every morning, whatever her taste preference was, which Mia could only ignore. Does Abian know? Mia asked, making Lettas heart beat multiply. Just thinking about it made Lettas head throb fiercely, let alone having to meet Abian right now. Of course, Letta couldnt tell Mia about it, which made her nod. Of course, Ive told Abian, although it was only over the phone because I couldnt meet him in person. Ill talk to him directly about it when we have the time, Letta said, causing Mia to let out a long sigh. Even though she was the one with the problem at the moment, Mia seemed more frustrated when she looked at herself. Alright, at least I can rely on Abian being by your side, even if you dont believe in me anymore, Mia said, making Letta pout.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org. Come on, I dont see myself like that. I just didnt want to clutter your mind before you leave for your next flight, Letta said, as Mia shrugged nonchntly. Okay. Take care, see you again on the weekend, and give my regards to Abian if you meet him, Mia said, prompting Letta to nod, watching her friend pull her suitcase towards the ne that would take her back to serving passengers as she always did. However, these past few weeks, Letta couldnt do it. Letta let out a long sigh. Instead, she had to assist some other employees with tasks around the office. For Letta, that was better than forcing herself to take flights and endangering herself and the unborn child in her womb. Lettas movements halted as her fingers were about to y on the keyboard. When Abians name crossed her mind again, Letta truly didnt know what to do to face Abian. Should she honestly tell him that she slept with a stranger and was now pregnant? The thought made Letta let out a long breath. Even just imagining the expression Abian would give her was unbearable for Letta, let alone facing him directly. Letta began shaking her head. Just thinking about it would further hinder her work, forcing Letta to refocus. However, just as she was about to start working, a wave of nausea suddenly rose from her stomach to her throat, making it impossible for Letta to hold back any longer. Letta then rushed to the nearest restroom from her office. Luckily, the people around her werent too concerned about her condition, so Letta didnt have toe up with excuses for every bout of morning sickness she experienced. It was sometimes agonizing and made her throat feel sore. Letta continued to vomit clear fluid from her throat, making her nose sting. Letta then sshed her face with water, looking at therge mirror in front of her. Her face was bing paler and more gaunt. Had she been forgetting to eat? And what about the unborn child in her womb? Was the baby getting proper nutrition? Right now, she couldnt just think about herself; there was one life she had to consider. Letta couldnt afford to be selfish just because of her own mistakes. Finally, Letta chose to return to her office, but her steps halted when she saw a familiar-looking man at the end of the corridor with his broad gait, apanied by a few people next to him. Whatever conversation they were having seemed urgent. This made Letta choose to shift her body, giving way to the owner of the airline, causing her heart to feel like it was about to explode right then and there. Stop teasing me Letta tried to continue walking as Marcos entourage passed her, but suddenly her body froze when she heard his baritone voice from behind. Hey, can you wait a moment? he said, making Letta even unable to turn her body, just staying silent while staring at the tips of her shoes, not knowing what would happen to her next. Hearing Marcos steps approaching, Are you not listening to me? he asked again, making Letta finally try to exhale a long breath to control her heartbeat a little. Are you unwell? someone now standing right beside her asked, making Letta force herself to look up at the face in front of her, then widen her eyes before lowering her gaze again. Of course, it was the face of the man who had shared her bed a few weeks ago. Youre my employee, arent you? I dont want any of my employees working in such a condition. I dont want to be suedter on, Marco said, folding his arms and scrutinizing Lettas appearance, which could only meekly bow down. Im sorry, sir, but Im fine. I just havent had breakfast, Letta replied in the softest voice possible, sounding like a mere whisper. However, with Marcos sharp hearing, he could hear it very clearly. It made Marco nce at his wristwatch, which showed it was already 10:00 How can you not have had breakfast and go straight to work? I dont want your work to be subpar because of your stomach, Marco said again, pointing at Lettas stomach, making Letta instinctively hold onto her stomach. Somehow, it was an instinct that made her feel like she was protecting something inside. I apologize, I will try to work as best as I can, Letta said, bowing, causing Marco to finally disregard her response and scrutinize Lettas appearance carefully. Meanwhile, his secretary and a few people who had followed him earlier looked at Marco in astonishment. How could a usually cold and indifferent Marco suddenly halt his steps just to inquire about the condition of an employee he might not have even met before? It seemed that Marco himself wasnt aware of what he was doing at that moment. I dont want any mistakes. So before you get back to work, have something to fill your stomach, Marco said again, making Letta just nod before he continued on his way. In the meantime, Letta didnt take the opportunity. She immediately quickened her pace to disappear from the corridor, while Marco, for some reason, felt something amiss. Marco shrugged and continued walking. Letta began to walk towards one of the cafeterias on the ground floor, as Marco had suggested earlier. Letta wasnt lying because she was genuinely hungry now. She had vomited her breakfast this morning due to the nausea she had been experiencingtely. Letta decided to buy a pastry; at least it could fill her stomach. Sitting in one of the chairs in the corner of the room, Letta took a bite of the pastry. Suddenly, her phone rang, causing Letta to immediately look at the screen in her hand. The name Abian disyed on the phone made Letta feel a little nervous to answer the call from her beloved. Hello, Bian? Letta greeted. Darling, where are you? Are you working today? Abian asked, making Letta pause for a moment. Yes, Im still at work, Letta replied shortly. Do you have a flight schedule today? Abian asked again. No, I mean, it seems like I wont be taking any flight schedules anymore, Letta answered. Whats wrong? Did something happen? Why havent you been talking much about yourselftely? Im getting worried, Abian said, making Letta fall silent. Somehow, her eyes began to well up as if unintentionally hurting her beloved. Theres something I want to tell you, but it seems I cant do it over the phone, so Ill wait for you toe back, Letta said, making Abian sound like he was sighing on the other end. Forgive me for not being able to see you these past few weeks, but I promise Ille home this weekend, and well meet to spend the weekend together, Abian said, making Letta at least be able to curl her lips hearing the good news. I miss you, Letta said, making Abian say the same thing. I miss you more, and I feel like I want to fly over to your ce right now and hug you tight, Abian said, making Letta chuckle with delight. Yeah, I wish that too, Letta replied. What are you doing right now? Abian asked, inquiring about their usual conversation starter. Im having breakfast. Breakfast at this hour? Thats unusual, Abian asked. I have a lot of work, so I didnt have time for breakfast this morning. What about you? Letta asked, trying to divert the conversation. Im here observing zebras, elephants, lions, cheetahs, as you know. Thats what I observe every day here, Abian said, sounding tired on the other end, making Letta chuckle with delight. Cheer up, dear. Isnt that your dream, to be immersed in the wilderness? Letta responded. Yes, but my longing seems to outweigh all those dreams, Abian replied, making Letta sigh in frustration. Stop teasing me, or Ill cancel our weekend ns, Letta threatened. Im serious. How could you think its just a joke? Abian said, sounding sad, leaving Letta silent. How could she be this cruel and deceive the man who had been in her heart all this time? Letta didnt know what expression Abian would give her when he found out the truth she was currently concealing.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Bian, I have to get back to work. You have work to do too, right? Letta said, her voice starting to tremble a bit as she held back the tears she had been holding back. Yes, I have to start looking for a good photo spot, Abian replied. Well then, take care. Ill hang up now, Letta said, then immediately ended their call. Her teary eyes made Letta try to blink a few times to keep the tears from running down her cheeks. I remember you Letta immediately pursed her lips upon seeing the irritating expression Mia always directed at her whenever she begged for something. I cant, Mia, Letta said wearily, causing Mia to cup her hands. Come on, isnt the way to your house one way? Im sure this wont take up more than ten minutes of your time. You just have to hand over all this data to Andra, Mia said again, leaving Letta silent as she looked at the brown folder Mia was offering her. It wasnt that she didnt want to meet Andra or make a stop at the restaurant. It was who Andra was with that made Letta reluctant to drop by and help her friend. Mia, I really need to get home quickly. Im not feeling well at all, so could you just call Andra and tell her to pick it up herself? Letta said, making Mia shake her head. The thing is, Andra hasnt been picking up my calls since earlier. Ive been trying to reach her several times, and right now, she needs it because Mr. Marco has been asking for this data, and she stupidly left everything on my desk, Mia said, causing Letta to finally heave a long sigh, knowing she wouldnt budge from her spot until she agreed to Mias request.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Letta snatched the brown folder a bit roughly. Thanks, you truly are my best friend, Mia said, making Letta only roll her eyeszily, as she had faced such incidents numerous times before. Alright then, Ill head home first, Letta said, making Mia nod. Letta then immediately headed to the parking lot using her motorbike, which had been her personal vehicle for a while. She put on her helmet before slowly starting the engine, mindful of the fact that she was pregnant. Being cautious had always been her principle, not just because no one would take care of her when she fell ill, but also because Letta didnt want anything bad to happen to her fetus. Letta then remembered whether Mia had contacted Andra to wait right in front of the restaurant. Surely her friend hadnt reached out to her, prompting Letta to reach for her phone to send a brief message to Andra, asking her to wait right in front of the restaurant. It was one way for Letta to avoid meeting Marco, whom she was actively avoiding at the moment. asionally, Lettas focus was divided between her phone and the rtively empty street ahead, making it easier for her to control her speed. However, her hope was shattered when suddenly there was a speed bump in front of her. Letta couldnt bnce her bike, causing her to fall right by the sidewalk. The pain in her knee made her wince, but at least there were no serious injuries. Letta regretted her carelessness for not being more cautious. After steadying her bike, Letta sent the message before continuing her journey. When she arrived in front of the restaurant where Andra was supposed to be, Letta tried to contact her but to no avail. Letta felt angry at herself for having to sacrifice herself to meet Marco and help the two of them. Letta decided to cautiously enter the restaurant, hoping that Marco wouldnt recognize her or realize her presence. However, when she saw Andra and two other people conversing with Marco and his secretary, Letta tried to call Andra through a waiter. However, as the waiter was approaching the table, Andra suddenly stood up, surprising Letta. The waiter went towards Marco, and something happened that confused Letta. Letta felt she needed to leave the restaurant immediately without confronting Marco. But before Letta could leave, someone suddenly pulled her shoulder. Letta turned and faced Marco standing in front of her. Didnt you call me? Whats the matter? Marco asked, leaving Letta speechless, staring at the handsome yet intimidating face. Letta tried to gather her thoughts, realizing that her priority now was to escape from the restaurant. However, when Marco asked again, Letta only then realized that she had received a message from Mia. I was just asked to deliver this report to Mr. Andra, Letta said, as Marco gazed at the folder. He left it at the office, and you were asked to deliver it. He shouldnt have been careless when meeting me, Marco said, causing Letta to smile awkwardly and nod her head. Well then, excuse me, Sir, Letta said, hoping to break free from Marco. But suddenly, Marco stopped her steps again, halting Letta in her tracks. Wait a moment, Marco said. Werent you the employee who looked pale this morning? Are you still unwell? Marco asked, making Letta smile awkwardly again as she shook her head. Im much better now, thanks to you, Letta replied. She tried to leave again, but Marco stopped her once more, not with words, but by gripping Lettas hand, surprising her and causing her to turn around. You seem very familiar. Im sure I know you. But I dont know if weve met before other than at the office, Marco asked, raising his eyebrow, trying to examine Lettas face. Letta quickly averted her gaze, not wanting Marco to realize her identity as the woman who had spent the night with him. At that moment, a gust of wind blew Lettas scarf, hitting Marcos face, leaving him speechless. He remembered the familiar scent distinctly. I remember you. I remember this scent, Marco said, holding the scarf Letta was wearing. Letta could only widen her eyes, her heart racing. Are you hurt? The situation in the restaurant grew increasingly tense for Letta as she grew anxious under Marcos careful scrutiny. Letta felt sweat dampening her face, even though the restaurants air venttion should have been adequate. Marcos sharp gaze made her feel cornered, with no way to escape. I am right, arent I? Marco asked, making Letta only able to shake her head. Marco didnt stop there. Are you lying to me? Marco asked, forcing Letta to straighten her face and face the mans intense gaze. I am certain that you must be mistaken, Letta said, trying to deny it. However, Marco remained undeterred. I have never been wrong about identifying someone, especially not when ites to catching your scent, Marco said, showing the scarf Letta had worn earlier. Marco cleared his throat, making Letta even more uneasy. Is my scent so offensive to your senses? Letta asked with an awkward smile. Marco moved closer, making Letta feel even more cornered. I am serious, and I am sure you are that woman, Marco said firmly, making Letta curse her foolishness. She found it difficult to evade Marcos questioning. If I am the woman you are referring to, what would you do? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent. He wasnt sure how to respond if Letta was indeed the woman who had been with him that night. However, Marco didnt allow Letta to stand up. Letta could only sigh as Marco asked her to stay seated. Marco continued to inquire about Lettas presence that night, making Letta increasingly ufortable. Yes, it was me. And I apologize for any mistakes I made that night. I was truly drunk, Letta said, hoping it would ease the tension. However, Marco continued to stare at her with an unreadable expression. A waiter arrived with the drink that Marco had ordered for Letta, making the situation even more tense between them. Letta could only stare at the drink in front of her, unsure of what would happen next. Is this coffee? Letta asked, making Marco nod. But, Im sorry, I dont really like drinking coffee, Letta said. Why? Marco asked. Its a congenital thing. So, lets just forget about this coffee, Letta said, for some reason making Marco seem like he wanted to know everything about her. Are you sure you were drunk that night? Marco asked again, making Letta nod.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Yes, we were at a party. So, no one doesnt get drunk at a party. Its better to forget about that night. Lets pretend it never happened. So, you dont need to look for me anymore, Letta said, leaving Marco silent. Letta couldnt fathom what the man was thinking, making her increasingly ufortable with his gaze. Letta finally noticed a ss of water also provided. She chose to wet her parched throat. For some reason, even pushing her saliva down felt incredibly difficult in front of the man who continued to intimidate her. However, his next words almost made Letta spurt the water she had just drunk onto her superiors face. Are you pregnant? Marco asked suddenly, making Letta feel her throat and nose sting from choking on the water she had been about to drink while looking at Marco. Letta gazed at Marcos face, disying a look of curiosity and intrigue. It seemed like Marco wanted to ascertain her current condition. Pregnant, Letta said with an awkward smile, trying to let out a lightugh as if there were no issues. Hahaha, how could I be pregnant? Thats not possible, Letta said, making Marco even more uncertain about the womans unconvincing answer. Are you sure nothing is happening with your body? Marco asked, making sure again, as Letta nodded with certainty. Of course, Im fine. So, you dont need to worry, Letta said, leaving Marco silent. Letta had to leave now. She couldnt linger too long chatting with Marco, who always posed confusing questions for her. Then I better take my leave as there might not be anything else for you to discuss with me, Letta said, quickly rising from her seat, then bowing to Marco to bid her farewell. However, when Letta tried to turn away, Marco grabbed her hand. Are you hurt? Marco asked, making Letta widen her eyes, then shake her head. Hurt? Of course not. How could I be hurt just because Im not pregnant, Letta said confidently, as if assuring that she was perfectly fine. Perhaps in general, women would be hurt upon realizing the fact that was happening to her, but Letta was fine. Its not about that, but your leg, Marco said, making Letta blink. Only then did she look at her knee, which was indeed injured from the incident when she hit the sidewalk. Letta hadnt even realized she was injured. Marco then instructed Letta to sit back down and called the waiter for some medication. Marco bent his knee and sat in front of Letta, making her stop in her tracks. Why are you doing this? I can treat it at home, so you dont have to bother, Letta said, making Marco ignore her words. I know you can treat it at home, but Im just a little worried if you go home in this condition. Dont you think that a wound like this might catch dust and cause an infection? So its better to treat your wound first. If you dont want me to do it, do it yourself, but in front of me, Marco said, now straightening his body and sitting in front of Letta. A waiter then brought the medication Marco had requested a few minutes ago, while observing Letta clean her wound before finally releasing her to leave from his presence. We are strong Letta finallyy down on her bed, exhaling her tired breath. Finally, she could escape from Marco after holding herself in the restaurant for quite some time. Letta then gazed at the ceiling of her room. Although tonight she could deny the suspicions Marco had of her, Letta wasnt sure if in the days toe she could continue to hide her pregnancy from Marco. He would surely grow suspicious and eventually find out that she was pregnant. Letta knew someone like Marco wouldnt easily let her go. On the other hand, Letta also thought about Abian, how he must be feeling, and how shattered he would be upon knowing Letta was carrying another mans child. Tears welled up in her eyes. Letta couldnt bear to see how disappointed Abian would be. He was a very kind man and cared deeply for her. He was always by her side when Letta went through lifes most difficult moments. The response she would give might be considered betrayal by Abian, even though Letta never intended it to be. Not only that, if Letta were to admit her pregnancy to Marco, what would he do? He wouldnt immediately propose to her and live happily ever after with their unborn child. That was just a fairy tale Letta had heard as a child. Furthermore, Letta knew well that the boss at her workce already had a fiancee, although Letta had never met the fiancee. That woman would also likely end up in the same situation as Abian. Letta then sat up as her bedroom door suddenly opened, revealing Miti staring at her with a frustrated expression, causing Letta to simply ignore her presence. You have to help me, Miti said, now walking towards Letta, making Letta evade her by immediately getting up from her seat, starting to put away her work bag that she hadnt had the chance to keep when she entered the room.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Are you listening to me, or not? Miti asked again, making Letta still not respond to her presence, until Miti got up from her seat and followed, trailing behind Letta, making Letta finally let out a long sigh and turn to face her cousin. What do you want? Letta asked wearily, facing her cousin. I need money. You know, my credit card bill is overdue, and I dont have the money to pay it, Miti said, making Letta sigh wearily, observing her cousins behavior that seemed unlikely to change anytime soon. This wasnt the first time this had happened. In fact, Letta couldnt remember how many times Miti had made the same mistake. I dont have any money, Letta said, taking a clean towel from the wardrobe. She really had to cool her mind at the moment. Letta didnt want her troubled state of mind to affect her unborn child. However, just as Letta was about to pull away from the bathroom door, Miti suddenly grabbed her shoulder, causing Letta to turn back. Wait, dont lie. I know you have a lot of savings. You n to leave this miserable house and live a luxurious life alone, dont you, after what Mama has provided all this time? Miti said, making Letta unsure of what she was thinking right now. I do have savings, but its not to fulfill all your shopping whims. Its my savings for my future, so stop begging me like this, Letta said, making Miti clench her fists. Of course, her words tarnished her dignity. Did you say begging? Im not begging, Im just asking for what you should provide to live in this house. You should have some self-awareness. You are not someone who can just casually stay here. Even though this house is not suitable for me, its still the house that has provided you shelter since you were young. So you should at least give a portion of your sry to me or to Mom, Miti said, leaving Letta unsure of how to respond. For so long, Miti had drained her savings just to fulfill the shopping desires of her aunt and her cousin. This time, Letta couldnt stay silent to give back her savings because now it wasnt just herself she was thinking about, but there was another life inside her womb that Letta had to think about for the future. Stop whining like a little child. Arent you already a model? Im sure your ie is much higher than that of a flight attendant like me, so you better leave my room. Im tired, Letta said. After that, she turned back to continue her steps, but of course, Miti couldnt let Letta insult her like that, which ultimately led Miti to push Letta quite forcefully. As a result, Letta couldnt bnce her body, fell, and hit the corner of the table, grimacing as she held her stomach. I will tell Mom everything about this, and dont think you can stay here anymore. Remember that! she said, turning and leaving Letta, who was holding her stomach in pain, and mming the door as she exited the room. Letta tried to hold onto the table and attempted to stand with faltering steps. Letta walked back to the side of the bed, lifting her shirt slightly, looking at her still t stomach. This really hurts, she murmured, continuing to caress her stomach. Letta hoped that nothing bad would happen to her and her unborn child. We are strong, we can get through this and endure it, Letta murmured again, as if trying tomunicate with her unborn child. Letta then tried to take a deep breath and exhale slowly, hoping the pain in her stomach would diminish a little. Letta couldnt let anything bad happen to her or her unborn child. Whatever happened, Letta would protect them until the end. Letta tried to lie down, hoping that if she fell asleep, the pain would disappear when she woke up. While praying in her heart, Letta asked for help from God to give her patience and strength to face her days, which would likely continue to change and remain unpredictable in the future. Not only because of Mitis threatening words, but it seemed Letta had to prepare herself to face the man who seemed to be continually watching her. Until finally, with all her thoughts and the pain she was enduring, Letta could feel her eyes getting heavier, until eventually they closed, leaving behind all the problems in her mind. just kick her out Letta blinked a few times as suddenly the bedroom door opened loudly. Wake up, dont tell me youre beingzy just because its Sunday, someone snapped, making Letta try to sit up. But her movement stopped when her stomach started hurting again, prompting Letta to caress her t stomach. Was this the effect ofst nights impact that hadnt gone away? Letta thought, then she sat back down, looking at her aunt who was now ring at her, no longer the same as before, when she used to look at her with one eye closed. Aunt, Ive heard all about Mitis story. Dont you have any mercy to help your own sister? Or have my acts of kindness toward you been insufficient? Jeni said, making Letta sigh with exhaustion. Even her energy hadnt fully recovered yet, but she had to listen to the scolding of the two people in front of her, who certainly despised her. I have often helped her, Aunt, Letta answered without enthusiasm, her focus solely on her increasingly painful stomach. What do you call often helping? Then what about my kindness all these decades, what do you think of that? Just because I gave a little money to Miti, you say its too much. You really have no sense, just like your father, Jeni said, folding her arms, staring at Letta with hatred, who fell silent as she was used to being treated like this. Even that sentence had often been heard by Letta since she was a child,paring herself to her irresponsible father who didnt take care of her, leaving her alone, and forced to live as a dependent with her aunt. So what do you want from me now, Aunt? I have no savings left. Wasnt my previous sry already used by you to pay off debts incurred from your shopping hobbies? I cant give anything anymore. I have no assets or anything to sell to give to you, Letta said, making Jeni and Miti look at her disapprovingly. In that case, just kick her out. After all, she cant provide any benefit to us. Shes an adult now, so she can take care of herself. Instead of her continuing to depend on this house, right? Miti said, making Jeni think about her daughters words in silence. Jeni then stepped back and approached Miti, whispering. If we kick her out, then what if we dont have any money? Who else can we ask for help except her? Jeni whispered, making Miti silent for a moment before responding to her mothers whisper. Certainly, here is the trantion: Mum, just calm down. Didnt you forget that my current partner is a famous model? Im also about to rise to fame soon, so you dont need to worry, Miti whispered, making Jeni nod. After that, they both looked back at Letta. It seems like what Miti said is true. You are already an adult and can take care of yourself. Its about time you left this house. You dont intend to depend on us forever, do you? Jeni said, making Letta fall silent. Of course, she wanted to leave this house long ago, but for now, Letta really had no ce to live. Earlier, Letta should have prepared at least a simple apartment for herself, but everything was too obstructed when her money was collected, and Letta had to give up her intentions because they always took her money. I will leave this house, but give me at least a month. I have to find a new ce to stay, Letta said, making Miti immediately smile disdainfully. Didnt you boast about having a lot of savingsst night? So just use that savings to buy a hut on the outskirts of the city, Miti said, making Jeniugh. Letta then fell silent as the pain in her stomach grew. I cant just use those savings to buy a house like that. What about the daily expenses? At least give me time to find a rental, Letta said, making Jeni step forward and gaze at Lettas face. I have shown enoughpassion for you, and thats only because of thinking about your mother. But you are more like your father. For me, its enough to showpassion for you. So, just take care of yourself from now on, alone. Pack your things and leave this house. At least I can rent out this room to Mitis friend who just returned from abroad, Jeni said, making Miti nod her head. Its good, at least this room can generate ie. We can rent it out, Miti said again, making Letta fall silent. When they finally turned and left Lettas room, Letta fell silent. It seemed that Jeni and Miti really didnt give her time to stay. Letta let out a long sigh, then roughly rubbed her face. She had to find a new ce to live, but for now, it seemed a bit difficult. Metta then got up from her seat. Right now, what she had to do was go to the hospital and check her pregnancy. Letta didnt want anything to happen to her unborn child. After that, she nned to look for a small apartment, at least temporarily. With faltering steps, Letta headed to the bathroom to freshen up, then began packing her belongings.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Luckily, Letta wasnt too keen on shopping like her cousins and aunts, so she only had a few things that she could easily carry. All these belongings seemed to be entrusted to Mia first. Letta actually felt sorry for troubling her friend, even though Mia didnt really think about it. All she thought about was that she could always help whatever Letta needed. When Letta left the house, Miti and Jeni in the living room ignored Letta, who was carrying tworge suitcases. Although Letta had expressed thanks for the temporary amodation, they only looked at Letta with disdainful nces, as if Letta was a burden finally leaving their home. Letta then stepped out of the modest house that provided her with a ce to live. At least, those were the memories that Letta could remember from this house, making Letta let out a long breath. It seemed that she would start a new life with her unborn baby, hoping that everything would be all right. pregnancy checkup Since earlier, Letta had been waiting in the waiting room before her name was finally called. While holding her stomach, which was starting to feel better though still painful, Letta hoped that nothing bad would happen to her and her unborn baby. However, Lettas attention was interrupted when suddenly a teenager inplete school uniform shouted not far from the hallway where she was. I dont want to, because I already said Im fine, she said, making Letta slightly furrow her brow as she saw the straight back that was now facing her. Somehow, it felt very familiar, but the next moment, Letta tried to dismiss the thought. Even my mother doesnt care, so whats the point of bothering to bring me here, were the words of the teenager that Letta overheard, causing her to finally ignore the argument between the two and choose to check her phone, trying to contact her friend. Mia, can I crash at your apartment tonight? was the short message Letta sent to her friend, then she put her phone back down. Letta was slightly surprised when suddenly the schoolgirl sat down next to her with a furrowed face. Letta didnt know why the schoolgirl had to sit in the same room as her, when she was waiting to be examined for her pregnancy. Ah, maybe she has some issues with her internal organs or something, thought Letta, trying not to think negatively. Nevertheless, Letta continued to observe the girls abdomen, which seemed to be noticed by the teenager. What are you looking at, Auntie? Do you think Im pregnant? she said in a firm and cold tone, making Letta slightly remember someone who also had the same tone when talking to her. No, I was just Letta stopped, surprised that the teenager had just called her aunt. Come on. Does the doctor only examine pregnant people here? she continued, ignoring Lettas scrutinizing gaze. Finally, the teenager moved several seats away from Letta. Typical adults, always having narrow-minded thoughts. Why bother checking me in a ce like this? Im perfectly fine, the teenager muttered, still audible to Letta, making her choose not to have any issues with the teenager whose emotions seemed to be erupting. Eventually, Letta tried to stand up because her turn might be called soon. Letta chose to go to the bathroom first until someone identally bumped into her shoulder, almost making Letta sit back down. However, Letta felt arge hand now embracing her waist, making her tilt her head slightly, and the next moment her eyes widened when she saw the familiar sharp gaze in front of her. Letta immediately pushed the man. You, Letta said, covering her mouth, puzzled about how she could meet this man in a situation like this. What are you doing here? Marco asked, inspecting Lettas appearance, making Letta quickly shake her head. I just dropped by, Letta said, unsure of how to answer Marcos question. Marco then looked at the room in front of him, clearlybeled obstetrician. You say you just dropped by. Maybe I would believe that if you were in a restaurant or cafe, but this is a hospital. How can you say you just dropped by this hospital? Marco said, making Letta curse herself. Their attention was then diverted when suddenly the teenager stood between them. Uncle, do you know her? the teenager said suddenly, making Letta also slightly surprised. It turned out that was what made Letta feel familiar all this time. Their way of speaking was the same; they both had a very dominant style in conversation. Yes, I just stopped by here. So, excuse me, I have to leave immediately, Letta said, making Marco unable to just let her go. Marco clearly knew that Letta had been waiting in the waiting room to be examined, making Marco immediately grab Lettas arm. Are you going to have a pregnancy checkup? Marco asked again, making Letta widen her eyes. Why would I have a pregnancy checkup? Im not pregnant, Letta answered, denying it with a panicked expression, making Marco furrow his brow. I dont believe you, Marco said. Thats up to you. Im not going to force you to believe me either. So, excuse me, I have to leave immediately, Letta said, but just as she was about to release Marcos grip, a nurse suddenly emerged and called her name. Miss Letta Leticia, the nurse said, making Letta widen her eyes, while Marco looked towards the nurse.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Isnt that your name? Marco said, making Letta immediately shake her head, but the nurse called her name again. For Miss Letta Leticia, pleasee in, the nurse said, making Marco once again look at Letta with a suspicious gaze. I may not know your full name, but Im sure youre called Letta, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Actually, Letta could have run away, but for some reason, the pain returned to her stomach. The nurse called Lettas name for the third time, making Letta finally raise her hand. I, nurse Ill go in now, Letta said, making the nurse nod before entering the room. Letta then let go of Marcos grip and was about to enter the room, but her steps halted when Marco suddenly followed her. What are you doing? Are you following me? Letta asked, making Marco fold his arms again. Of course, I need to know your condition, and you also need to exin. Why did you have to lie about your pregnancy? Marco said again, making Letta close her eyes. It seemed there was no other way for her to maintain the lie she had been covering up. Is it that only those who register with this doctor are here for pregnancy checkups? Isnt the teenager you brought also going to be examined in this room? Whats her problem? Letta asked, making Marco look at his niece. Shes my niece, and its a different story from you. She does have some issues with her body, but youre different, Marco said again, making Letta look at him while guarding her dignity. Different how? Im also going to have my body checked. So, its better if you dont need to follow me, because youre nobody, Letta said, about to turn around. However, Marco immediately stepped ahead of Letta and entered the room, making Letta really want to grab the man with all her might and give him a p. At least that could make her feel a little relieved. Your saga ends here, Letta, Letta murmured, finally resigned to enter and follow Marco to confirm her pregnancy. she’s really pregnant? Somehow, Letta could only sit restlessly after being examined by the doctor handling her this time. asionally, Letta nced at the man beside her who had been sitting with a calm expression, before turning her attention back to the doctor who was now in front of them. So, Miss Letta Leticia, how old are you? the doctor asked, prompting Letta to answer immediately, 25 years old, Letta replied, causing the doctor to jot it down. What is your husbands name? the doctor asked again, leaving Letta confused. The doctor then turned to Letta, diverting their gaze which had been focused solely on Lettas information. What is your husbands name? the doctor asked again, ncing between Letta and Marco. This eventually left Letta with no choice but to admit the truth. Actually, doc, I her words were cut off when Marco suddenly intervened, Marco Jovanka, thats her husbands name, Marco said, causing Letta to widen her eyes. The doctor seemed to notice Lettas expression, but still recorded Marcos name in his records. Is this your first pregnancy? the doctor asked, prompting Marco to adjust his sitting position. So, shes really pregnant? Marco asked to confirm, causing the doctor to nod, while Letta tried to close her eyes. It seemed she couldnt escape from the man next to her who was now staring at her intently. Yes, your wife is indeed pregnant. And if this is your first pregnancy, it seems I should provide some exnations so you wont be in the dark about this pregnancy, the doctor said, leaving Letta only able to nod. After all, she really needed knowledge about this pregnancy, and the doctors exnations seemed like they would help. But, somehow, what initially made Letta excited because Marco was by her side might make her slightly unfocused in listening to the doctor. Do you experience nausea or vomiting every morning, or is there anything that makes you ufortable, like certain smells or anything else? the doctor asked, prompting Letta to try to recall. Only asionally do I feel nauseous, if my room is too cold, it causes nausea, Letta said, causing the doctor to nod while continuing to jot down data about her. So, I suggest you maintain the warmth of your bedroom. That might slightly alleviate the morning sickness. And after my check-up, it turns out you also have a gastric condition. It would be very disturbing if you continue to experience nausea. Its better for you to increase your meal portions with smaller amounts, but more frequently. It will help suppress your gastric re-ups and also keep your stamina in check. Apart from this medication and vitamins, theres nothing to worry about. The fetus is currently fine and healthy, the doctor said, causing Letta to unconsciously smile and look towards Marco. Marco fell silent for a moment, gazing at the sweet smile of the woman beside him. Until Letta remembered the incident that happened to her. Then, what about the bruises on my stomach? Letta asked again, causing the doctor to nod. Ah yes, I forgot about that one. The bruise might be due to an impact on the corner of the table, fortunately not affecting your uterus. If it had, it might have slightlypromised the safety of your fetus, the doctor said, causing Marco to immediately look at Letta.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Whats going on? Marco asked, looking at the womans t stomach. Its nothing, Letta replied casually, causing Marco to immediately grab Lettas arm. Tell me, what happened to you? Marco asked again, making Letta look at the doctor who was observing their movements. It seemed the doctor was starting to feel a bit uneasy about their rtionship. Ill tell youter, after our consultation with the doctor is over, Letta said, her voice slightly coaxing toward Marco, prompting him to finally let out a long sigh and release his grip on her arm. So, how is it? Is there anything I need to worry about? Letta asked again, causing the doctor to nod. So far, everything is fine, and you only need toe for a check-up once a month, that is if there are noints. If there are anyints, you cane back for a consultation, the doctor said while providing a prescription, making Letta nod. Finally, they left the doctors office, and Marco didnt stay still, immediately pulling Letta with all his strength to follow his long strides. Letta even had to jog a little to keep up. Im a woman, I cant keep up with your pace, Letta said, making Marco realize their situation, which eventually slowed his pace without releasing his grip on Lettas hand. Marco promptly pushed Letta into the car, leaving Letta unable to resist even a bit. Because Letta thought she had to exin everything to Marco. Until finally, Marco took Letta. Letta thought maybe Marco would take her to a restaurant or a ce to talk, but it turned out Marco only stopped the car on a less busy side of the road. Say it all, Marco said, immediately pressing Letta with his question. I admit that the child Im carrying is indeed yours, but I wont force you to take responsibility for this child. You dont need to worry because I will take good care of this child. Thats enough, isnt it? Lettas casual words made Marco look at her with an incredulous gaze. So, what? Do you think Ill let you carry my own flesh and blood and just walk away? He is the heir to all the assets I will have in the future. So, how could I just let go? Marco said with his arrogant tone, making Letta momentarily forget about the current status of the child she was carrying. Of course, this flesh and blood would be the Jovanka lineage, and Letta was slightly ufortable with that fact. You can consider it non-existent. In the future, you will also have offspring from your fiance, right? So, I dont think you need to think too much about this because I will take full responsibility, Letta said, making Marco once again look at her with disbelief. How could there be a woman who rejected the future child of Marco Jovankas flesh and blood when out there, many women might beg for a precious night with Marco. But Letta didnt seem interested at all, making Marco look at Letta with an incredulous gaze. Was this woman just pretending to be high and mighty in front of him, when in reality, she might be dragging out this issue, Marco thought, looking at Letta with a myriad of suspicions currently running through his mind. tell me everything Mia looked at Letta with a furrowed brow, with a suitcase by her side. She let out a long sigh, then weed her friend into her apartment. Mia invited Letta to sit down and offered her some warm tea, considering the extremely cold weather outside. Why did you go out with such thin clothing? Why didnt you wear a jacket or anything to keep yourself warm? Mia said as she draped a nket over Letta, making Letta smile while sipping the warm tea. Her friend was truly the most understanding friend Letta had. I didnt really have time to pay attention to what I was wearing right now. Even when packing my things, I was in a hurry because I didnt want to listen to Aunts nagging and Mitsints for too long, Letta said as she ced the teacup down, making Mia look at her with a raised eyebrow. It seemed Letta knew what her friend was expecting. I will tell you, but may I go to the bathroom first? Letta asked again, making Mia let out a long sigh before nodding. Letta smiled and stood up from her seat, rushing towards the bathroom. Letta then sshed her face a little, looking at therge mirror in front of her. Today was very exhausting. After going to the hospital and suddenly having to face Marco, half of her energy was drained. Especially since her conversation with Marco didnt go well. This time she had to face Mia, who was a bit critical of whatever happened to her. Hiding such a big thing from her would surely make Mia not much better to deal with than facing Marco earlier. Letta let out a long breath before drying her face and walking back to meet Mia.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. So, are you ready to tell me everything? Mia asked, making Letta grimace slightly while smiling. I dont know, Im confused about where to start, Letta said, making Mia sigh in frustration. Start with why you packed your things? Mia finally said, making Letta let out a long sigh. You know, I should have done this. I should have left that house a long time ago, Letta said, making Mia sigh deeply. Didnt I say long ago that those two snake-like women wouldnt let you live in peace until you left that house, but you were stubborn, Mia said, almost mocking Lettas current misery. Yes, youre right. And today was the limit of my patience with them, it seems they were also pleased to have driven me out of that house, Letta said, exhaling deeply, as if she was truly done with a burden in her life that felt heavy in that house. Well, thats good. You can start and rebuild your life from scratch without having to think about them. After all, they dont consider you family. So, you dont need to acknowledge their existence either. Just consider that you dont have a family like them in this world, Mia said, making Letta nod her head. Moreover, it was true that there was no one at the moment who could be relied upon as family by Letta. Letta was very grateful that Mia was still by her side, aside from Abian. And thinking about Abian once again, Letta let out a long sigh, as if tired of dealing with everything that had happened to hertely. Yet, Letta hadnt truly faced an Abian and told him everything about her situation. Yeah, Ill do it, and it seems Ill be bothering you a bit for these next few days before I find an apartment to live in, Letta said, making Mia sigh in annoyance. Why do you speak as if Im the same as them? You can stay here as much as you want, I wont disturb you, Mia said, making Letta already anticipate her friends response. Even if Letta insisted on staying with her for the rest of her life, Mia wouldnt mind. However, of course, Letta couldnt do that, as Mia had her own private life. She couldnt keep burdening her. Yes, I wont answer that, Letta said. She fell silent for a moment, until Mia asked Letta again. Has Abian known about your move? Mia asked, making Letta shake her head. In these past few days, its been difficult to reach Abian. It seems his phone isnt getting any signal again, Letta replied, letting out a long sigh. Mia just sighed in annoyance. Cant he stay away from wild animals and deep forests? He could be a photographer, capturing beautiful models, for instance, Mia said, not understanding Abians preferred line of work. For some reason, Mia felt that Abian was more interested in fierce lions than the models that make men drool. But, I think I would prefer Bian to photograph a lion rather than a model, Letta said with a broad smile, making Mia roll her eyeszily. Because youve chosen that from the beginning, so your rtionship hasnt progressed, as youre constantly left behind by your boyfriend, Mia said, sometimes feeling annoyed with Letta and Abians seemingly stagnant rtionship. There hasnt been any progress in their rtionship, which has been going on for two years. Im sure hes morefortable looking at female lions than staring at you all day, Mia said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Are youparing me to those animals? Letta asked again, making Mia just shrug and get up from her seat. Have you eaten? Mia asked, walking towards the kitchen, making Letta shake her head. Coincidentally, I have a new recipe, and it seems youre the lucky one who will taste it first, Mia said, making Letta nod eagerly. Besides being good at nagging someone, Mia was also skilled at cooking. Of course, this made Letta never refuse any food served to her. With pleasure, I will always enjoy whatever you cook, Letta said. Throughout the day, Letta didnt know how many times she had filled her stomach because she was so busy packing her things and going to the doctor. Letta even forgot about the fetus she was carrying. Letta sometimes reproached herself for seemingly neglecting her health and always forgetting to fill her stomach. Letta caressed her still t stomach. Letta regretted her actions, sometimes forgetting that there was someone who was now living inside her body, relying only on the food that entered her mouth. Letta let out a long breath. From today onwards, Letta would no longer neglect her health and the health of her future child. And it seemed that in the future, Letta would have to strengthen herself to face the people who might make her life difficult every day. I will have a child Arabe furrowed her brow as Marco suddenly asked to meet her. However, for the past fifteen minutes, her fiance hadnt uttered a single word. He was only focused on the coffee cup, from which even the steam had disappeared. Honey, what do you want to talk about? Youre scaring me, Arabe said, getting up from her seat and approaching Marco, who was sitting beside her, while wrapping her arm around his shoulder. Marco looked up and gazed at the beautiful face of his fiancee. Of course, Marco couldnt divert his gaze from the woman who had been his partner for approximately three years. If it werent for an unfortunate incident that Marco didnt want, maybe next year Marco would have proposed to his fiancee. Marco finally took Arabes wrist and kissed it, making Arabe smile with all of Marcos affectionate and genuine gestures. Then, Marco pulled Arabe to sit on hisp. Arabe happily leaned in and gave Marco a kiss right on the lips. Is there a problem at the office? Arabe asked, making Marco shake his head. Not a problem at the office, but another issue, Marco said, making Arabe furrow her brow. Tell me. You wouldnt be like this if the problem wasnt serious and affecting you, Arabe said, as Marco had always been able to solve any problem he faced. It was rare for Marco to remain silent like this when inviting her to meet. So, Arabe thought that perhaps Marco was truly facing a significant problem. Arabe finally reached out her hand to gently stroke Marcos firm jaw. Do you also not want to tell me about it? Arabe asked, making Marco shake his head. Of course, you need to know, Marco said, making Arabe smile. So, tell me, Arabe said, making Marco exhale deeply, as if preparing to tell everything to his fiancee. Do you love me? Marco asked, making Arabe furrow her brow. What kind of question is that? Of course, I love you, Arabe said, slightly annoyed by her fiances question. If you love me, would you forgive my mistakes? Marco asked again, making Arabe slightly suspicious of all his questions. Did you make a mistake? Is it about our engagement? Arabe asked, making Marco nod. This made Arabe even more nervous about what Marco was going to exin to her, and she hoped it wasnt something that could threaten their rtionship. Then, tell me, Arabe said, making Marco look into his fiancees eyes. Soon, I will have a child, Marco said, making Arabe fall silent. Marco also saw Arabes face looking at him silently. However, the next second, Arabesughter filled the room. This made Marco guess that his fiancee wasnt taking his words seriously. Arabe even wiped the corner of her eye, which was watery from her unstoppableughter. Oh honey, I dont think its April Fools. Why would you make a joke like that? Arabe asked again with the remnants of herughter, making Marco remain silent, observing Arabe. Im not joking. Because thats whats going to happen, Marco said, making Arabe raise both her hands as if surrendering to Marcos words, which she considered a joke. Okay, I really cant hold back myughter anymore if you keep acting like that, Arabe said, making Marco just exhale deeply and wait for his beloved to stopughing. Finally, Arabe was satisfied with herughter and looked at Marco, who was still silent with his serious expression, prompting Arabe to respond seriously. Are you sure what youre saying is true and not a lie? Arabe asked, making Marco nod. Arabe immediately got up from Marcosp and looked at him with a displeased expression. What kind of joke is that? Have you betrayed me? Arabe asked with an incredulous look, making Marco pull Arabes wrist back to bring her closer. I havent betrayed you. How could I do that? I dont have the courage to do that, Marco said, making Arabe fall silent for a moment. Then what mistake have you made? Arabe asked, making Marco finally get up from his seat, trying to wait for Arabe to calm down a bit before he told her everything. This is really not what I intended. I really did it unconsciously, Marco exined, making Arabe even more confused about what he was trying to say. Get straight to the point, said Arabe, who seemed to be holding back her anger, making Marco sigh deeply. He would ept whatever action was taken against him, even if Arabe were to hit him, Marco would take it. Theres a woman who is carrying my child, Marco finally uttered, causing Arabe to fall silent. However, of course, her gaze sharpened as she looked towards Marco. So, the essence of what youre going to say is that you cheated on me behind my back? asked Arabe, making Marco shake his head. I didnt cheat. It only happened once during thepany anniversary night. I didnt even know the woman I slept with that night. And it turned out, when I met her, she was already carrying my child, Marco said, making Arabe immediately stand up from her seat.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org. Youve truly disappointed me, Arabe said. That was all she could say before leaving Marco alone. For Marco, a situation like this wasnt something he wanted to experience. At least, Arabe might have pped him or screamed and vented all her emotions. But apparently, Arabe only uttered that one sentence and left him. For Marco, that was something more frightening. Marco might have chosen to get a p from Arabe, but it seemed all his mistakes truly made his fiancee very angry. Marco knew well how Arabe was when she was angry and really hated someone. It made Marco only able to rub his face roughly. Although he could predict this situation beforehand, experiencing it directly still made Marcos head throb violently. Marco had to find another way to persuade Arabe to stay by his side. Even though, as Marco realized, there was a child in another womans womb, for him, it was just a child inheriting the same blood as him. He could take it anytime and maintain his rtionship with Arabe. That was the thought currently crossing Marcos mind, making him confident in his decision. I will marry her Marco immediately stepped into the residence of the Jovanka family, which he hadnt 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 familys 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 gazed at his mother calmly, already anticipating what would happen next. What did I do? Marco asked, making Elena look at him with a sharp gaze. If your father knew what you were doing, he would surely kick you out of this house immediately. Luckily, he is currently in Turkey, Elena said, making Marco just smile. Hasnt it been a long time since I lived in this house? Marco replied, making Elena even more annoyed because her son could always answer all her questions with a handsome and calm face. Mom already knows all your misdeeds from Arabe, Elena said, making Marco straighten up slightly, looking at his mother. So, will you approve of my decision? Marco asked, making Elena immediately stand up from her seat. Approve? What do you mean? Is it really your decision? Dont tell me youre going to marry the woman carrying your child and leave Arabe. I will never approve of that rtionship, Elena said, making Marco get up from his seat and walk closer to Elena. He tried to calm his mother and invite her to sit down. Mom, please open your heart and listen first. Maybe Arabe didnt exin how it happened. If you knew, it was an unintentional mistake. I was drunk at thepany anniversary event. I didnt know that woman would get pregnant with my child, and now I cant just let her go. You also wouldnt want to see the blood of the Jovanka lineage wandering out there without a clear direction, Marco said, making Elena fall silent. It seemed Elena was also thinking along the same lines as Marco. For them, pure blood from their lineage was something precious and should not be wasted. Then whats your n? Elena asked, making Marco tug at the corner of his lips. I will marry her, Marco said casually, making Elena look at him sharply again. Then, what about Arabe? What about our familys rtionship with her family? Do you want to destroy the friendship between your father and Arabes father? Elena said, making Marco shake his head. I will marry her without anyone knowing. I just want to create a status bond between me and her, just because of the child shes carrying so that they have the Jovanka name. After that, yes, of course, I will divorce her and take custody of the child. After that, we can discuss marriage with Arabe again, Marco said, making Elena pause for a moment to consider the idea Marco had given. It seemed that Marcos idea wasnt bad; it was eptable and reasonable. However, what made Elena slightly worried right now was about Arabe herself. When Arabe forced her to meet and told her everything, Elena could see a mixture of sadness, anger, and disappointment in Arabes eyes. It made Elena unsure if Arabe would agree with Marcos decision. It seemed Marco realized what his mother was thinking. If youre thinking about how Arabe will react, I will handle it. I will be the one to exin, and I will persuade Arabe to agree with all these ns. After all, this is also for our future, Marco said again, making Elena just exhale sharply. You cant suddenly bring in a grown child between your marriages, Elena said again, making Marco smile once more. It seemed that Marco had nned it well in advance. Arabe will never agree to marry when Im already someone elses husband, but we can deceive the public. We can say that Arabe and I already had a child first, and we secretly got married before finally announcing the big wedding. They wont suspect that the child isnt mine and Arabes. Everything can be arranged. We can easily deceive the public in todays era, Marco said, making Elena finally sigh deeply. Why would you behave like this, making your Moms head truly ache. After all, I will have to face Arabes extended familyter. They might not agree, Elena said, making Marco finally pull his mother into his embrace. Marco was indeed the type of person who deeply cared for his own mother. Mom, you dont need to worry about anything beyond your capacity. Leave everything to me. Ive arranged it as best as possible, and it wont ever put us at a loss. That child will be mine. We just need to providepensation to that woman for carrying my child. After that, I will proceed with marrying Arabe. Its as simple as that, Mother, Marco said, making Elena sigh in frustration. If saying it is easy, but actually carrying it out might not be. There are people who may not agree with your words. Surely some of them will dig into everything, and what if everything is exposed and proves that youve been lying? Elena said, once again making Marco shrug nonchntly. Nothing will happen when the power of money can dominate. So, Mom, calm down. Dont think about it too much. So, our problem is solved, right? Marco said as he got up from his seat, making Elena immediately look at him sharply. Can you stay overnight in this house? This is your home too. Youre still not married, but youre stubborn enough to live alone, Elena said, making Marco just shrug nonchntly. I am an independent person, Mom. So, understand your son, Marco said, making Elena unable to do anything else with her stubborn son.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. of the reason 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.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You really dont 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 nonchntly. It further frustrated Mia with her friends attitude. Mia always felt that Letta sometimes guarded her heart, as if she didnt 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? Didnt we agree that you would still work for a few more months? Mia said, making Letta finally understand the reason her friend had a downturned face. Didnt I say that I couldnt work there for much longer? I want to move and find another job, Letta said, making Mia squint at her. Youre not severely ill, are you? Are you hiding it from me? You couldnt possibly not tell me if you were severely ill, in the final stage, and had only a week left to live, Mia guessed, making Letta immediately throw a pillow at her, hitting her face. How could you be wishing for your friend to die soon? Letta said in an annoyed tone. Im not wishing for you, Im just guessing. In dramas, isnt it that if someone changes, it means they have a big problem, and most of the time in dramas, its about the end of their life, Mia said, making Letta really want to throw the decorative nt pot at her again, and Mia was already on guard, raising both her hands. Alright, alright, I was just guessing. So, tell me the real reason why youre leaving your job, Mia said again, making Letta exhale deeply. Didnt I say that I want to work at a coffee shop? Im tired of flying back and forth, Letta said with a weary expression, making Mia just exhale deeply. Alright, if thats your decision, and it seems like your resignation letter is currently being processed, Mia said, making Letta nod. They then fell silent for a moment until Letta spoke up again. Ive found an apartment big enough for me to live in for the next month while waiting for a new job, Letta said, making Mia look at her with annoyance. Didnt I say you can stay here until you secure the job? What if youve already moved, but you still havent found work? Mia said, making Letta already able to anticipate her friends words. Dont worry, Ill definitely get a job again soon. Besides, Im notfortable constantly staying in this apartment of yours. Your boyfriend would feel sorry, he cant visit freely, Letta said, making Mia sigh in frustration. Youve even thought about that. Fine then, when are you moving? Mia asked. This evening. Why so soon? What if the day after tomorrow, when I have a day off from work, I could help you? Mia said again. No need. Besides, I dont have many things, so it will be easy for me to move to the new apartment. Besides, theres already furniture there, so I just need to ce it, Letta said, making Mia exhale deeply. Mia epted her friends decision. Meanwhile, In another room, Marco fell silent as he read the resignation letter from someone with a very familiar name. What reasons led this employee to want to leave ourpany? Did we not provide enough sry or was their work treatment not good enough? Marco asked the head of the HR team who handled their human resources. Im not sure of the reason, sir, replied Hendra, who always trembled when facing Marco. You should find out why this employee is resigning from ourpany. Isnt there something wrong with ourpany that they dont want to work here? Marco said, making Hendra just nod his head. I apologize, that was my mistake. In the future, I will pay more attention to asking about the reasons for their departure from ourpany, Hendra said, making Marco look sharply at the resignation letter and wave his hand, telling Hendra to leave his office. Of course, the name Aletta Leticia written in the letter left Marco silent. But its also good if she quits her job. It will make it easier to manage. At least she can think about her health and also the future of my child in her womb. She cant keep flying back and forth in her pregnant condition, Marco said, as if guessing the reasons Letta thought about leaving herpany. Then, if she leaves, how can I meet her freely? Marco mumbled again. Finally, Marco immediately grabbed the phone in front of him. Zona,e into my office now, Marco said, and for a few minutes, a tall man entered Marcos room. I want you to find out about this employee, Marco said, handing the resignation letter to Zona, who had been his trusted subordinate. Zona furrowed his brow when he saw the name on the resignation letter. Should I also find out the reason for her resignation? Zona asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, good idea. Whatever it is, I hope you can find out, Marco said, making Zona nod in understanding. After that, Zona immediately left Marcos office, and Marco fell silent while asionally envisioning the innocent face that always looked at him with a sharp gaze. Letta Leticia, Marco murmured, recalling the name of the woman who was now carrying his flesh and blood. Why did Marco feel a pull that made him want to keep finding out about the woman named Letta? In fact, Marco felt that Letta had truly captured his attention more than he had anticipated before. Marco felt as if Letta could exhrate him, even though he should be thinking about how to persuade Arabe, who until now had not contacted him. However, Marco continued to y with thoughts about the woman named Letta. still a virgin 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 Arabes room was located. Slowly, Marco approached Arabe, who was standing near the window, seemingly absorbed in the view of the bustling city outside. Marco walked closer and hugged Arabe from behind, -but Arabe seemed to ignore him, as if Marco wasnt there. Are you still angry? Marco asked, kissing Arabes clearly tense shoulder. Yes, it seems like you are still angry, Marco answered himself, tightening his embrace. Im sorry, Marco said, making Arabe finally turn to look at her fiance. For Arabe, perhaps Marco would be her ex-fiance, because she couldnt bear to imagine Marco marrying another woman, especially if that woman was carrying Marcos child.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Do you think all these problems can be solved with just an apology? Arabe asked with a flushed face, restraining her anger. Her hand itched not to p her fiance, but Arabe managed to control her emotions well. I know, I know this issue is not as simple as I thought. I dont expect you to forgive me easily. I just want a little understanding from you and listen to my exnation first, Marco said again, making Arabe just sigh and look away, as if not wanting to see her handsome fiances face. Come on, just listen to me this once, Marco said, reaching for Arabes shoulder to make her face him. Marco finally managed to pull Arabes hand without resistance, and they sat on the side of the bed. They gazed at each other, until Marco gently pulled Arabes face and kissed her forehead. Do you think my love for you is so shallow? Marco asked, making Arabe fall silent. Of course, all this time she was sure that Marco loved her wholeheartedly, not just an ordinary love, but a sincere one, that they felt for each other. I know you didnt think that, but because of my foolishness and carelessness, Im sure its difficult for you to forgive me because of your profound disappointment, Marco said, making Arabe silent again. But I beg you, it wont happen again. I cant ignore my own flesh and blood. You know my family values lineage so much, especially since youve already talked to my mother about it. Everyone wouldnt agree if I were to dismiss that woman who, by the way, is carrying my flesh and blood, Marco said, making Be look at him with a sharp gaze. How can you be so sure that the woman is carrying your child? It could be that shes carrying someone elses child, Arabe said, making Marco fall silent. If that night he hadnt engaged in rtions with the unconscious woman, maybe Marco would have thought the same as Arabe. However, Marco still remembered the tears flowing on Lettas face, how painful it was, and how they felt suffocated during the act, indicating that Letta had indeed preserved her virginity, and Marco had just destroyed it like that. That made Marco certain that the baby in Lettas womb was his flesh and blood. Im sure its my flesh and blood, Marco said, making Arabe dislike his answer even more. Answers like that, or maybe youre really interested in that woman? Arabe said, making Marco shake his head. Im sure because she was still a virgin when I had rtions with her. Therefore, Im sure its my child, Marco said, making Arabe fall silent. Somehow, a feeling of suffocation enveloped her heart upon hearing that Marco had been intimate with someone who was experiencing it for the first time, and it was with Marco. Arabe felt like nothing when Marco recounted it, even though she wasnt the first for Marco. Even though Marco knew that and epted it, Arabe still felt inferior to that woman. Arabes thoughts stopped as Marco gently touched her face. I dont want to be separated from you. You know how much I love you, but I also cant let go of my own flesh and blood, Marco said, looking at Arabe with his sincere gaze. Arabe let out a long breath because she didnt want to let Marco go so easily to the hands of a woman who couldnt even bepared to her. Then what do you want? Arabe asked, forced to restrain her ego. She didnt want Marco to see her as a woman who was easy to be yed with like this, because Arabe didnt want Marco to do it for a second time. I have to marry her, Marco said, making Arabe widen her eyes. Are you crazy? Arabe eximed, making Marco shake his head. Thats the only way I can secure the child, through the bond of marriage. I promise that after the child is born, I will take care of the custody that will fall to me. I will make it happen, whatever happens afterward, well get a divorce, and the child will eventually be ours, Marco said, leaving Arabe speechless. Are you sure that woman is willing to cooperate with us? Arabe asked, making Marco smile as if to reassure his fiancees concerns. Everything can be arranged. I will make her understand. I know women like her will be very amodating if we offer something more, especially if we assure her that the child will be better off in my hands than hers, who cant provide anything. She must want to see her child happy from an early age, right? Marco said, leaving Arabe silent. It seemed like his idea wasnt too bad after the birth of Marcos child. Marco promised to marry her, so everything could be arranged for the public and condemn them. Fine, do whatever you want, but I dont want to feel disadvantaged by your foolish idea. I cant just let you go to that woman, Arabe said, making Marco immediately pull Arabe into his embrace. You wont suffer any loss or lose me, I will make sure of that, Marco said, leaving Arabe speechless as she epted how her fiance held her tightly. we will be getting married 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 Mias, for Letta, this apartment was sufficient. Its strategic location and bustling environment made her feelfortable. Several hours passed, and Letta finally managed toy 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 Lettas response, he pushed Lettas 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 youre going to live in such a cramped room like this? he said, ignoring Lettas earlier question, making Letta dislike his manners even more.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Sorry, but for me, this room is sufficient, Letta replied, finally walking up to stand in front of Marco, who was still examining every corner of the room. Look, this entire room cant even match the size of the room I have, Marco said once again, boasting about what he owned, causing Letta to roll her eyes, especially since she didnt ask for his opinion. I apologize if Im bold, but I did invite you in, and I didnt ask for your opinion about this apartment, so it would be better if you dont have any other business, you can leave this cramped room, Letta said, making Marco finally look in her direction after continuously scrutinizing the supposedly cramped room for several minutes. I want to tell you something important, and we need to talk now, said Marco with his cold voice, which of course made Letta sigh heavily. It seemed like he was going to drain her energy and her mind again, when Letta really wanted to rest after arranging her belongings. However, Marco came suddenly and disrupted her resting time. But right now, I dont want to discuss anything. I just want to rest. Dont you know that today is my first day of moving, and Ive been arranging some stuff all by myself? Do you know how tired I am? So, it would be better if you showed a little empathy and left this apartment, Letta said, making Marco walk and then sit on the sofa in the middle of the room, as Letta could already predict the direction of the attitude of her former boss. I heard you resigned from thepany. Why? asked Marco, making Letta finally answer the arrogant mans question. Letta knew that arguing with him would drain her energy, so it was better for her to speak calmly. Im sure you wouldnt want me to harm the fetus Im carrying, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, youre smart, Marco said, making Letta just remain silent in response. So, I dont need to force you to stop working, because you have taken that action on your own, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a raised eyebrow. Yes, I did quit from yourpany, but I will look for a new job, Letta said, making Marco immediately stare at her with a cynical gaze. That wont happen, Marco said, leaving Letta puzzled. Why are you prohibiting me from working? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, of course, I have to prohibit it, Marco said. Respected Mr. Marco Jovanka, someone has to earn money to support their life, and to earn money, of course, I have to work. How can I not work? How will I pay for this apartment and daily meals? So it would be better if you stopped managing my life and ran yourpany properly, Letta said firmly, making Marco silent as he stared in her direction. Thats why I came to see you to discuss this matter, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. One week from now, we will be getting married, and you dont need to stay in this cramped room anymore. I have prepared a house with all the facilities you need. I will also ensure the life and needs of the child youre carrying, Marco said, leaving Lettapletely unable to utter a single word. She just remained silent, widening her eyes, unable to refuse the one-sided decision made by Marco. So, get ready to pack your things again because the house is ready to move in. So, you can move now, Marco said once again, making Letta blink as she tried to regain her consciousness. Wait, did you just say something to me? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with a raised eyebrow. Are you daydreaming again? Marco asked, making Letta finally get up from her seat and fold her arms. How do you decide and order me to do this and that unterally? We dont have any rtionship, so you have no right to do it, Letta said, ring back at Marco with disapproval. With the baby she was carrying, Letta automatically felt a connection, and that rtionship would be formalized one week from now. You have to be prepared for whatever happens, Marco said, making Letta shake her head immediately. No, no, no, I dont agree, Letta said again. I dont care whether you agree or not, but the marriage will still take ce, whether you walk down the aisle voluntarily or I have to drag you. It makes no difference, Marco said, making Letta feelpletely hopeless. Marcos arrogant nature and his insistence on his will made Letta feel frustrated. you haven’t found a job 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. Whos making such a ruckus early in the morning? Cant 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. Whats 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 Lettas current condition. That made Marco immediately step in and grab Letta, causing her eyes to widen. Hey, whats wrong with you? Let go of my hand, Letta said, trying to release Marcos grip, which now seated her right on the sofa, while she stared at Marco with a sharp gaze. Why do you always act as you please in someone elses home? Letta said, rubbing her slightly reddened wrist. You just said you fell asleep a few hours ago, so youre teaching my child to stay up all night, Marco said with his cold tone, leaving Letta speechless as she caressed her still-t stomach. Im not keeping it awake. Besides, he remains calm in my womb, Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance. Do you think if your body isnt tired, it wont affect him in any way? Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Of course, Letta was aware of this basic knowledge. If her fetus was tired, it would undoubtedly hinder the nutrients that would enter their future child. I have no reason not to scold you after you stayed up all night. Besides, whats the point of doing that? Dont you have any pressing matters that keep you awake all night? Marco said, looking at Letta with a disdainful gaze, making Letta feel slightly as though she was always looked down upon by Marco. Although she could do it, considering her social position, Marco was far above her. However, Letta couldnt let the man in front of her continuously trample on her. Of course, Im looking for a job. What else? Dont I have to earn money for daily expenses? So, stop trying to manage my life, Letta said, about to turn around and leave Marco. When Marco grabbed her shoulder and gripped it a little tightly, Letta immediately brushed Marcos hand off her shoulder. Ive told you, from now on, you and the future baby are my responsibility, even though our marriage hasnt taken ce yet. But still, I will provide for you from now on, Marco said, making Letta remain persistent. No, thank you, because I am still capable of supporting myself, Letta said, making Marco smirk condescendingly. Come on, even until now, you havent found a job. Are you going to let my future child starve in there? Of course, I wont let that happen. So, set aside your ego if you dont want anything bad to happen to the baby inside, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. However, Letta still wouldntply. She would act ording to her wishes. I still have savings that I can use for the next month, while I look for a new job. So, you dont need to worry, Letta said, holding onto her dignity firmly, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance. A month? You only have a few days left before you be my wife and will be fully under my responsibility. So, stop whining and holding onto your pride. After all, Im not trampling on it. Im just providing the best option for you, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a raised eyebrow. Let me rify, the best option is for the child inside here, not for me, Letta said, leaving Marco silent. Of course, everything Marco did was solely for the sake of their future child. Fine, whatever your response is. So, stop being stubborn. Nowe with me to get that pregnancy checked after you stayed up all night, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. No-no. I just had my pregnancy checked a few days ago. Why should I go back there? Letta said, causing Marco to once again stare at her with a sharp gaze. So you had your pregnancy checked without involving me? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Of course, why should I involve you? I know youre busy too, arent you? Letta said, making Marco only able to rub his face roughly. That child is my child, so I have the right to know its development, and from now on, whatever you do that is rted to that child, you must involve me, Marco said, making Letta grimace. It seemed like her life wouldnt be easy when it was entangled with a Marco Jovanka. Fine, whatever youre going to do, do it for the future, and now its better if you leave. I need to rest, Letta said, about to turn around. However, once again, Marco stopped her. Are you going to rest on an empty stomach? Im sure after staying up all night, you didnt even eat anything. So, its better now to prepare any food to fill your stomach and provide nutrition for the child in your womb. Before you actually go to sleep, Im sure you wont sleep for an hour or two. Maybe youll sleep all day, and I wont let your stomach remain empty all day and let the child in the womb starve, Marco said, making Letta truly look at him with an incredulous gaze. Even though she might think about such things, when she slept, she wouldnt feel hungry. Thats what Letta was thinking.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Whatever youre thinking right now, instead of me dragging you to a restaurant and immediately getting checked by an obstetrician, its better for you to follow my words. Go to the kitchen, drink your pregnancy milk, take the prescribed vitamins, and then rest, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance and walk annoyingly to the kitchen, following all of Marcos words, so that she could sleep soundly and the man wouldnt bother her again. will be postponed 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, Ill open it, Letta eximed in frustration. Then, she walked, stomping her feet, towards her apartment door and opened it. However, it seemed that Lettas 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 myself, my name is Haris. I am Mr. Marcos assistant, Haris said, making Letta nod her head. Then, what brings you here to my apartment so early? Letta asked again, making Haris tilt his face slightly, gazing towards Lettas apartment. It seemed that Letta understood his behavior a little bit. Do you want to discuss it over some morning tea inside my apartment? Letta asked with a stiff and awkward expression, making Haris nod. After that, Letta really had to invite the mans subordinate toe inside her apartment.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Please have a seat, Letta said again, and Haris followed her words. But, can you wait for a moment? You see, when you kept pressing my apartments doorbell, coincidentally, I was still sound asleep. So, I havent had the chance to clean myself. So, I think I need a few minutes to wash my face. You dont mind, do you? Letta asked, making Haris nod his head again. Letta then walked back into her room. Turns out, hes very concise, Letta said. After that, Letta hurried to wash her face and returned to meet Haris before preparing some tea and snacks. Afterward, she ced them on the table. They then stayed silent for a while before Letta spoke again. So, what is your purpose foring to my apartment? Letta asked, getting straight to the point. I just want to inform you that your marriage with Mr. Marco will be postponed, Haris said, causing Lettas eyes to widen once again. Not because of disappointment, but she was genuinely surprised. Wasnt it just the day before that Marco kept insisting that Letta prepare for their wedding as soon as possible? But now, it seemed to be different. Lettas mind kept spinning. Suddenly Mr. Marco has to go on a month-long business trip to Chicago and several other countries that he must visit, Haris said, making Letta nod her head again. Its okay, I understand your bosss busy schedule, Letta replied, smiling inwardly. Wasnt that very advantageous for her? For this month, of course, she could live her life normally. She would think of a way to break free from the man named Marco, and Letta could also look for the job she desired. For this month, Letta really had to make the most of her time. Before Haris handed her a piece of paper, Letta asked again, What is this? Haris brought the paper closer, and Letta took it. These are the things you cannot do while Mr. Is away. Also, Mr. Has assigned me to monitor you at all times, and I will ce two guards who will stand right in front of your apartment door, Haris said, making Letta truly gape. She couldnt say anything in response to the sudden decision from the man named Marco. Are you setting up guards, and I have to be monitored? Does he consider me a fugitive or a captive? No, no, no, I dont ept it, Letta said, cing the paper down without reading a single word. But, Mr.s decision is absolute. He doesnt want to be contradicted, Haris said again, making Letta immediately get up from her seat. Haris could only look up, staring at Letta, who now folded her arms as if she didnt want to be contradicted. Here, there was only her, and she didnt want to be controlled by anyone, including the very arrogant man named Marco, Letta thought. Tell your master that I wont follow all of his words and silly prohibitions. If he doesnt like it, he cane back here to stop me, Letta said with a challenging smile. Letta knew that Marco wouldnt possibly cancel his crucial business trip just to stop her childish behavior. So perhaps our conversation ends here, and I seem to need to go back to sleep because Im still sleepy. So, you can leave now, and theres the exit door, Letta said with her friendly smile, making Haris able to put on his poker face before getting up from his seat. Alright, then Ill report it to Mr. But I cant guarantee that Mr. Will agree with your idea. I will still follow whatever Mr. Commands, Haris said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, yes, its better for you to report it to your master now. I want to hear about his anger. Have a good report, Letta said, making Haris fall silent. After that, he turned to leave Lettas apartment. After the apartment door closed, Letta let out a long sigh. Somehow, since she had any involvement with a certain Marco, her life didnt feel peaceful. Letta could only lean her back, gazing at the ceiling of her apartment. Letta had toe up with a strategy during this month to make the most of her time. Letta had to find a way to break free from Marcos grip. Even though it would be difficult, at least Letta had to find a way so that the man couldnt control her anymore. Secondly, Letta had to find a job immediately. Even though she had previously submitted several applications to some coffee shops and flower shops, so far, Letta still hadnt received any reply emails. Come on, lets be spirited for this month, and you also have to help your mother, okay, Letta said, stroking her still t stomach, as if inviting her future child to support her. Letta then got up from her seat and went back into the room. She had to check some iing emails and also send out more to find another job. At least she needed an ie to survive, as her savings were starting to deplete. Even though Letta had been trying to save, unexpected needs always seemed to arise suddenly. Noah 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 becausest 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, youre already in front of someone elses apartment door? Letta asked, making Haris nce at the watch on his wrist. Im 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. Wont ept it just like that. I have positioned two guards below and will follow you wherever you go. Im just making sure and also delivering this news to you, Haris said in his t tone, without expression and without any ups and downs in his voice, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. If you insist on cing two guards and following me continuously while Im out there, like the Presidents child, what will people think? They wont believe my appearance like this either. So, I beg you, can your master show a little understanding to me? At least dont let them both openly follow me. Keep them two meters away, and only if I dont notice them, then they can follow me wherever I go, Letta said, making Haris fall silent for a moment. Alright, they will watch without you knowing, Haris said, making Letta nod. After that, she was about to turn around, but once again Haris stopped her. What is your schedule for today? Haris asked, making Letta turn around again. It seems youve mistaken. I dont have a detailed schedule like your master. I will do whateveres to mind at the moment and do it. So, I dont know what I will do today. Its better for you to get the report from the two guards you ced. And it seems youre a busy person too, so you better leave now, and Ill go about my activities as I please, Letta said, making Haris fall silent before finally letting Letta go and entering a different elevator from Marcos subordinate. Letta finally let out all her curses. Somehow, her days seemed like they would be tougher when meeting Marco, until Letta finally arrived in the apartment lobby. What made Letta furrow her brow was how swiftly Marcos subordinate worked. When Letta saw Haris already conversing with the two subordinates who seemed to be assigned to guard her, it made Letta indifferent and unbothered. After that, she walked past the three of them, and Letta also noticed Haris immediately instructing them to follow him.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. As Letta had requested earlier, the two guards followed Letta without arousing anyones suspicion and without making Letta feel burdened. Letta walked along the sidewalk to her workce, and it took only 15 minutes of walking for her to arrive. Letta took a breath first before exhaling slowly. Somehow, she felt more nervous. Letta finally pulled open the door of the coffee break that still had closed written on it before entering. Letta immediately encountered a man who was cleaning the floor of the coffee break. Excuse me, good morning, Letta greeted, making the man stop his movements and look at Letta with raised eyebrows. Good morning, he replied, still with a perplexed look, making Letta only able to offer her smile. This morning, I have an appointment with Mr. Noah for a job interview. Is he avable? Letta asked, making the person finally smile. Oh, hes here. You can go directly to his office, its on the second floor, and theres only one room. Just wait there for a few minutes, the person said, making Letta finally nod and follow his instructions. Letta immediately walked up the stairs and opened the door, which was the only one on the second floor, which seemed to be Noahs workspace. Letta waited for a few minutes until finally, the door to the room opened, revealing the man she had previously met. Sorry for the wait. Did you wait long? Noah asked, making Letta stand up immediately, seeing the man walk over and sit in the chair in front of her. Are you Mr. Noah? Letta asked hesitantly, making the man smile broadly. After that, he extended his hand. Yes, let me introduce myself, Im Noah, the man, who was previously mopping the floor of the coffee break, said, making Letta quickly reach out to shake his hand. Im Letta, Letta said, making Noah smile. Please have a seat, Noah said, making Letta sit back down. Ive read about your work history. Are you sure you used to be a flight attendant? Noah asked, making Letta nod her head. Perhaps she didnt look like a flight attendant, maybe because her appearance was different without the uniform, Letta thought. Im not trying to suspect you or not trust you. Its just that Im a little surprised as to why a flight attendant is applying for a job at a coffee shop like this? Noah asked, seeming not to understand Lettas thinking, making Letta simply smile in response. Actually, Im tired of flying, Letta said innocently, making Noah pause for a moment before bursting intoughter. Youre tired of flying? Noah asked, making Letta nod her head. So, now you want to spend your days inhaling the aroma of coffee. What if you get tired of that too? Will you leave this job as well? Noah asked again, making Letta tilt her head. Thats not what I meant. What I meant is that I have certain reasons to leave. So being a flight attendant doesnt mean I can easily let go of the job Ive obtained, Letta said, making Noahugh again at her response. Letta somehow felt like she looked ridiculous in front of her prospective boss. Did her answer sound that funny to him? However, the first impression Letta could gather from the man in front of her was that first, he liked tough, second, he seemed to be able to guess peoples thoughts, and third, maybe he enjoyed mopping the floor, Letta thought, as she looked back at Noah who was examining the documents that had been previously sent to apply for a job at his coffee shop. first day of work asionally, Letta nced in the direction of two individuals who had been following her wherever she went for the past few days. They werent overt in their surveince, but Letta still felt uneasy knowing that her every move was being monitored. Like now, on her first day of work, Letta didnt want her mood to be affected, so she chose to ignore the two. After that, Letta walked with a broad smile. Finally, shended 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 airne, thought Letta. Finally, she arrived at the coffee shop through the side street dedicated to employees. Letta went straight to the second floor where Noahs workspace was located, attempting to knock on the door before being weed inside. Noah then smiled at Lettas appearance in her new uniform, which fit her petite frame perfectly. Are you ready for your first day of work? Noah asked, prompting Letta to nod eagerly. Of course, this was the day Letta had been eagerly awaiting. Youvee too early, I bet theres barely anyone here yet, Noah remarked, causing Letta to nod again. Yes, the staff room is still empty, Letta replied, as she had intended to arrive early to finish some tasks left by the previous employee as instructed by Noah. Alright, please have a seat, Noah said, finally making Letta sit down. After that, Noah handed her several sheets of paper. Since you didnt have time to read your employment contract yesterday, here are the papers for your job. Ive hired you for the first three months because nowadays some people dont like to stay in one ce for too long, right? Noah said again, making Letta nod as she took hold of her contract letter, reading some key points. You can study it before signing it downstairs, Noah added, allowing Letta to understand the initial aspects of returning to work that she hadnt experienced for several years. I understand the important points, so I can sign it now, right? Letta said, making Noah smile, and Letta promptly signed it. Finally, Noah stood up from his seat. Alright, it seems they might have arrived as the shop is going to open in a few minutes. So, well head downstairs, and Ill introduce you to some of the employees who have been working here for quite some time, around two years or more. They are the loyal staff, Noah said, to which Letta merely smiled. Letta then followed Noah down the stairs until they reached the staff room where it seemed a few people had already entered, evident from the sound of their conversations, which ceased as Noah stopped among them. Wow, youre already so enthusiastic early in the morning, Noah remarked as a paper ball almost hit his face, making the two who had been silent now awkwardly smile in his direction. Forget about the paper ball, because Im going to introduce someone to you all, Noah said, prompting Letta to walk closer. Letta smiled at the two people in front of her, a woman and a man.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Shes a new employee in our Coffe Break, and Letta, meet her, Molly, Noah said, making the woman with her exotic skin look at Letta with a broad smile, to which Letta returned a friendly greeting. And him, Dirly, Noah continued, making the man with numerous piercings in his ears give Letta a slight smile, to which Letta just nodded in response to his greeting. And theres one more employee of ours who wille in when the store opens in five minutes, so I cant introduce you officially. His name is Romeo, and hes a bit unfriendly towards women, Noah whispered at the end of the sentence, making Letta just smile. More precisely, hes anti-women, added Molly, prompting Noah to nod. And if Romeo hears your words, hell probably hand in his resignation letter right away, Dirly said, making Molly shrug nonchntly, while Noah simply covered his mouth as if feeling guilty for his statement, causing Letta to smile. The first impression wasnt bad, Letta thought, until Noah apuded. Alright, the shop will open shortly, so get ready. Letta, Molly, show your tasks in arranging some tables and other equipment. After that, Dirly will teach you how to operate the coffee machine and other tools, Noah said, making Letta nod. In that case, good luck with your work and have a great day, Noah said, then walked away, leaving them. Letta immediately walked towards her locker to put down her bag, then headed towards Molly. Are you ready? Molly asked, prompting Letta to nod. Letta then followed Mollys steps into their Coffe Break, which wasnt too spacious. Letta rearranged some tables and chairs that needed adjustment. After that, Letta ced some tissues on the tables and other necessary equipment. Upon finishing that, Molly and Letta immediately cleaned the floor before entering the room where the coffee machines were lined up. Not only that, there were other machines needed in the Coffe Break as well. My task is done, so next, youll be taught by Dirly, Molly said, making Letta nod. But before that, Im a little bothered by your long hair, could you tie it up? Dirly said, making Letta blink a few times before nodding. Oh, I forgot. In that case, Ill tie it up first, Letta said, taking a few steps back and tying her hair. After that, Letta washed her hands and walked back towards Dirly. You know the tools here, right? The operation is very simple, just need a smile and a little effort, and you can serve a drink that the customers want. Watch me closely, Dirly said, making Letta focus on her new colleague. It seemed easy, but Letta hadnt done it directly yet. But now, Letta understood how to use them. This was Lettas first day at her new workce, and she hoped she would maintain the same enthusiasm as today, looking forward to weing and serving the customers. Before inhaling the scent of coffee that Dirly put into the coffee machine, a scent that made her feel a bit calmer. Letta didnt know why she liked the smell of coffee so much. Thats why she used to drink a cup of coffee every day when she was still a flight attendant. Surprise Marco immediately halted his hands movement upon hearing the sudden news from his subordinate. What? Shes working? eximed Marco, looking at Haris with an expression of displeasure. Didnt I clearly say that I didnt want her to do anything that would endanger herself? Just stay quiet in her cramped apartment, and you watch over her, thats all, but you couldnt even do that, Marco said, leaving Haris only able to nod. I apologize, Sir, but Miss Letta really cant be stopped so easily. But dont worry, Ive instructed two guards to watch over Miss Letta, Haris said, making Marco sigh in frustration. Still, shes 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, Ive already threatened her with this, but it hasnt yielded results. Instead, Miss Letta told me to inform you that if you want her to stop, you have to stop her yourself, Haris said, furrowing Marcos brow. Do I have to stop her? You know how much work I have here. Thats why I postponed the wedding for a month. Otherwise, I might have already dragged her into the Golden Cage that I prepared, Marco said, taking a long sigh. Yes, it seemed that Haris wouldnt seed in persuading Letta to quit her new job, thought Marco. Fine, since its already done, tell your subordinates that they must report every action of Letta. I dont want that reckless woman to endanger my future child, Marco said, making Haris nod before leaving the room. Marco then roughly rubbed his face because this sudden job had caused him to postpone his wedding. If not, he would have had the reins to tightly bind Letta so she wouldnt be able to act recklessly. I should have just had a simple wedding before I went away, Marco said. After that, he refocused on his work, but once again, a few minutester, when Marco moved his fingers over the keyboard of his t screen, someone interrupted him. His phone rang, and this time Marco didnt feel bothered because it was his fiancee, Arabe, on the line. Hello, honey? Marco answered with a sweet voice. Hello, is your work overwhelming? asked Arabe from the other end. Marco looked at the t screen in front of him, filled with many documents that needed to be reviewed, not to mention the iing emails that had to be checked one by one, making Marco take a long breath.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Yes, very much. Why do you ask? Marco replied. No, I was just wondering. What time will you have lunch today? Arabe asked again, making Marco look at his wristwatch. As usual, in about two hours, Marco said. Alright then, Arabe said. What about you, what are you up to? Are you busy? Marco asked. To amuse you, the word busy doesnt exist for me. I miss you, Arabe said, making Marco smile widely. I miss you too, honey, Marco said, making Beugh on the other end. Oh, Ill give you something special for lunch in two hours, Be said. What is it? Now Im curious, Marco said, turning his chair towards therge window showing the density of the city of Paris. I wont tell you now, so itll be a surprise in the next two hours. It seems I have to go now, so Ill hang up, Arabe said, to which Marco agreed. When their call ended, Marco immediately looked back at his phone screen, where a picture of him and Arabe served as his main wallpaper, making Marco smile broadly at Arabes sweet smile. However, for some reason, the face that suddenly appeared in Marcos mind made him slightly pause. What was that? Marco asked himself. Why is she suddenly in my thoughts? Marco muttered. After that, he shook his head and turned his chair back. Maybe its because of her misbehavior. Thats why Im still thinking about her, Marco continued, trying to convince himself that Letta was on his mind because she wasnt following his orders. Before refocusing on his work, Marco eagerly anticipated the special gift Arabe would give him at lunch. Alright, lets start focusing, Marco said, and he worked hard until lunchtime arrived. When his secretary came to remind him, Marco decided to have lunch in his office. Ill have my lunch in my office, so please prepare the food for me and bring it to my office, Marco said, making Adel, his secretary, nod. Marco looked back at his t screen before someone knocked on the door, and Marco invited the person in. He was sure it was his subordinate bringing him lunch. You can put the lunch on the table, Marco said without looking at the attendant. Marco could only hear the clinking of tes and some other utensils being ced on the table. When youre done, you can leave, Marco added. So youre shooing me away? someone replied, making Marco raise his head as he recognized the melodious voice. Honey, youre here? Marco asked, straightening his posture and walking towards Arabe, who was beaming at him. A surprise, Arabe said, making Marco walk over to Arabe and hug her. So this is the surprise you gave me? Marco asked, to which Arabe nodded. Of course, didnt I say I missed you? So I chose to follow you to this country. Besides, I also have a schedule in this fashion country, Arabe said, making Marco embrace his fiancee again. I missed you. Luckily you came. So I can rx now, Marco said. Yes, but youd better release the hug first because Im hungry. So wed better have lunch together, how about that? Arabe asked, making Marco nod. He was about to lead Arabe to sit on the sofa with the meal already set on the table. But I dont want to have lunch in this room full of documents. I want to have lunch outside. How about that? Arabe asked, which, of course, Marco couldnt refuse. Marco couldnt refuse his fiancees wishes at least, so he quickly got ready and hurried to have lunch with Arabe outside the office. I didn’t say anything Letta stopped her hand movements as she felt her phone vibrating in her trouser pocket. However, she couldnt answer the call at the moment as she was busy serving several customers who were filling the beer cafe. She nced 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 Lettas shoulder from behind, causing Letta to turn around. Yes, my stomach is cramping a little, Letta said, making Molly nod. Youd better take a short break. I see youve been busy even though Im here, and Romeo, who knows what hes doing back there, Molly said again, making Letta smile. Alright, Letta said, following Mollys advice. She walked to the staff room and began to regte her breathing slowly. Lately, she had been feeling a bit enthusiastic about her work, but her stomach kept cramping. Letta had to mention this when she went for her check-upter. Letta tried to reach for her phone when she remembered several missed calls a while ago. She smiled as she saw the name disyed on her phone, prompting her to quickly call that number. Hello, Letta said.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Hello, where are you? came the heavy voice that Letta missed so much. Im at work, Letta replied. Where are you working? I heard from Mia that you quit your previous job, Abian asked, causing Letta to stop smiling. I apologize for not being able to tell you. But I intend to exin it to you after we meet, Letta said, making Abian pause for a moment on the other end. Are you okay? Abian asked, making Letta nod. Yes, Im fine. How about you? Is your work going smoothly? Everythings going smoothly, Abian replied. So, where exactly are you working now? Abian asked again, prompting Letta to finally disclose her workce address. Okay, then, good luck at work. Ill have a surprise for youter when youre back, Abian said, making Letta furrow her brow. What is it? Letta asked. Its a secret, so you better get back to work now, Abian said, finally ending their call. Letta felt a little more excited after hearing Abians voice, which always managed to improve her mood. Despite the distance that hindered their long-distance rtionship, Abian never failed to make Letta stop smiling. At times, Abian would send surprise gifts from afar, with small gestures that made Letta happy. Letta then returned to work as her stomach started to feel better. She couldnt continue resting and let Molly handle all the work. Letta went back inside, seeing some customers starting to leave the cafe one by one. How are you feeling now, better? Molly asked, making Letta nod. Yes, much better. Let me handle everything now, Letta said, prompting Molly to hand over the tray to her. Letta walked towards the kitchen to put away some dirty utensils. She saw Romeo busy with some dough, making her a little curious. Im working, so you dont need to be suspicious, Romeo suddenly said, making Letta turn to him. Romeo seemed like the type of person who was sensitive to his surroundings, even though Letta didnt say anything and just nced at him briefly. I didnt say anything, Letta said. But your gaze implies that youre suspecting me. Rx, Im not frencing while working here, and Noah is aware of it, Romeo replied, looking at Letta with a nk stare. Of the two new employees at her workce, Romeo seemed to make her feel ufortable. He appeared to dislike Letta, as if bothered by her presence. However, on the other hand, Romeo seemed fine with her, leaving Letta slightly puzzled about Romeos thoughts towards her. Letta then chose to clean the utensils at the sink, ignoring Romeo, who was busy attending to the dough in front of him. Eventually, Letta heard some tools from behind, indicating that Romeo was starting to work with the dough. After finishing her task, Letta turned around and noticed that Romeo was shaping the dough. Could he be making bread? Are you making bread? Letta asked, making Romeo stay focused on the ingredients in front of him. So, youre the one making all the bread in front? Letta asked again. Previously, Letta hadnt realized that Coffe Break also provided sweet treats directly. She thought Noah was partnering with another bakery. I mean, I thought Noah got it from another store because from the beginning, he didnt mention that he also provides some sort of dessert or anything else toplement the coffee, Letta said, making Romeo nce at her for a moment before returning to his work. At that moment, Letta not only noticed how skilled Romeo was in handling the dough but also observed his tattoo at the corner of his neck, resembling a wing. Additionally, she noticed the piercings in Romeos ear and a scar at the corner of his temple, seemingly an old wound. Certainly, one might not believe that he was so adept at ying with dough. Letta was curious if his pastries would taste as delicious as his incredibly professional skill. She nned to try one of the pastries disyed in front of the shop. Forgive me 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 couldnt afford to leave her phone or wallet behind as it would inconvenience her. Hey, are you done? someone tapped Lettas shoulder, making her turn around and look at Molly. Yes, just a few more. I might need to check the kitchen. My task isnt 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 Lettas turn to make sure everything was secure. Well, Ill leave now, Molly said, followed by Dirly, who also left first. Letta made sure her bag wasplete, 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. Youre not leaving yet? Letta asked, making Romeo look her way. Of course, Ill leave in a few minutes, Romeo said. My task for today is to lock up the shop, and I need to head home quickly, Letta said, making Romeo look at her with a nk stare. Youre kicking me out? Romeo asked. Im not kicking you out, Im just asking you to understand my responsibilities. You know, I walk home alone to my apartment. I dont want toe back toote at night, Letta said. As it was already 10 p. m., Romeo finally sighed before picking up his bag and walking past Letta. Such a bother, Romeos words were still audible to Letta, making her gaze at Romeos upright back as he exited the kitchen. Actually, whos the one causing trouble here, its not herself, murmured Letta, immediately sneering at Romeos back. Letta then made sure the kitchen was secure before locking the store. However, Letta was slightly surprised to see someone standing there with a warm smile, folding both hands, gazing in her direction. Without waiting long, Letta immediately ran and embraced the man. So, this is the surprise you meant? Letta asked, making Abian nod and hug her tightly. Yes, youre surprised, arent you? Abian asked, making Letta nod in his embrace. I thought you would send another gift. Turns out you came in person, Letta said as she unraveled her embrace. Abian didnt answer right away, instead, he looked into his lovers eyes. Its been almost three months, hasnt it, since west met? Abian said, making Letta nod. Yes, thats why I missed you so much, Letta said, making Abian smile and immediately open the car door for Letta. However, Letta fell silent. Why? Abian asked, seeing Letta not responding, without intending to get into the car. Actually, my apartment is just around the corner there, not too far away, Letta said, making Abian furrow his brow. So, you really did leave your aunts house, huh? Abian asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, it seems so. I should have lived independently and not troubled them anymore, Letta replied, making Abian close his car door again. Havent they been the ones causing trouble all this time? Abian said, making Letta sigh deeply. It doesnt matter whos troubling whom, after all, its still their home. So, Im the one who has to leave, Letta said. ming someone didnt seem important to her this time. Alright then, do you usually walk to your apartment? Abian asked, making Letta nod. It didnt seem bad to stroll along the sidewalk at night with her lover. Abian immediately took Lettas hand quite tightly and they walked slowly, enjoying the shimmering night lights illuminating them. Are you okay? Letta asked, looking up at Abian who had soft hairs growing on the sides of his face, which she didnt know when they appeared. Yes, Im fine. Everythings good, Abian said, smiling at Letta. Thank goodness. How about you? Abian asked, making Letta can only bow her head. Watching their slow steps, Letta didnt know how to answer. Was she okay or not at the moment? In my apartment, theres nothing much. Should we stop by the convenience store over there? Letta asked, ignoring Abians question. Abian just smiled and didnt pursue it. Perhaps Letta was still thinking about her aunt and cousins. Even though they always troubled Letta, for her, they were still family. Thats what Abian thought. Yeah, some snacks maybe and drinks, Abian replied, making Letta smile. They finally stopped at a convenience store to buy some groceries and a few canned drinks before continuing their steps towards Lettas apartment, which was located right at the intersection, not far from Coffee Break where she worked. The apartment was on the seventh floor, with the number 201. Abian immediately surveyed the surroundings of his lovers apartment. Is the neighborhood safe? Abian asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, even though the apartment isnt as spacious as Mias, but this is enough for me, Letta replied. She ced her bag on the sofa, along with Abian sitting and cing the items they bought. Letta then sat next to Abian, but before she could open her mouth, Abian suddenly pulled Letta closer and their lips met. Letta could only close her eyes. She didnt know how long she had missed this gentle kiss from her lover. She just absorbed it, feeling how Abian started to move his lips softly and carefully. Abian always gave her kisses like this.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Abian finally released their lip lock and gazed at Letta tenderly. I really missed you to the point where I wanted to drop all my work just like that. But, of course, I cant be selfish. It would harm the other team, Abian said, making Letta smile. Letta nodded, thenid her head right on Abians chest. I missed you so much too. Even to the point where I wanted to join you in the Savanna. Does it look beautiful there? What are you doing there? Are you okay? Sometimes I think about those things, Letta said. Abian lifted Lettas chin to look at her, then kissed her lips briefly again. Forgive me for not always being by your side. I know youve been struggling, Abian said, making Letta fall silent. As if she didnt deny it, a long-distance rtionship certainly wasnt easy for her. However, the love between them undoubtedly provided strength for Letta. that’s not possible Letta began to blink a few times as the rm 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 didnt know how to convey everything that had happened to her to Abian, and what made her most hesitant was anticipating Abians 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 elses child. Just imagining that made Letta truly frustrated, raking her hair roughly. However, afterwards, Letta realized that Abian was a good man, so he would surely find a better partner than her, even though Letta was slightly disappointed with everything happening to her at the moment. Alright, lets get back in the spirit and wee the day, Letta said, trying to encourage herself. After that, Letta got out of bed and had to quickly get ready to start her workday. Meanwhile, in another country where Marco currently was, he furrowed his brow when looking at the photos sent by his subordinates. Who is he? Marco asked, looking towards Haris who was now standing in front of him. I got these photos from my subordinates who have been following Miss Letta, and it turns out that man is her boyfriend, Haris said, making Marco sit up and look at Haris with raised eyebrows. What? Marco asked, making Haris nod. They are in a rtionship, and it seems that Miss Letta hasnt yet disclosed her condition to him, Haris reiterated, making Marco fume with frustration. How could she be involved with another man while carrying my child? Marco eximed irritably. For some reason, he was deeply frustrated seeing the photos showing Letta and Abian embracing and then holding hands, walking towards her apartment. What else did your subordinates find out afterward? Marco inquired again. They went to Miss Lettas apartmentst night, and after that, my subordinates didnt gather any more information. Miss Letta has also officially started working at a cafe near her apartment, Haris added, making Marco fall silent. Alright, then continue to monitor them and make sure they dont do anything I wouldnt want. Somehow, your subordinates must prevent it if the man tries to do something, Marco said, making Haris furrow his brow. For some reason, Haris heard a rather ambiguous order from his boss. What exactly did his boss not want? Sorry, Sir, but what should my subordinates do? Haris asked, making Marco look at him with a displeased expression, squinting his eyes. You know what I mean, right? Dont let that man touch Letta, you understand, right? The woman is carrying my child, so dont let any man get close to her, Marco reiterated, making Haris finally nod in understanding of his bosss wishes. Alright, I will inform my subordinates, Haris said. After that, Marco instructed Haris to leave his office. Following that, Marco stared at the photos, which clearly showed Letta smiling as she saw Abian in front of her, and there was also a picture of Letta hugging her boyfriend, prompting Marco to choose to destroy the photos and throw them in the trash. She should be aware of her current condition, muttered Marco, feeling inexplicably frustrated. Alright, I must quickly finish my work here and also handle that woman before she does something unwanted, Marco said, then began to look back at the t screen in front of him. His work in Paris was quite time-consuming, and it seemed like Marco had to trim down the schedule. He had to return immediately and handle Letta. But Marcos movement stopped as suddenly a dark thought crossed his mind. What if she tells the truth, and that man? Lets say hes foolish enough to ept the child Letta carries and run away with her, Marco mumbled, but then shook his head the next moment. No, thats not possible. What man would want to take care of another mans child? Isnt it, in a way, her betraying him? So he wouldnt choose that, right? Marco mumbled again, soothing himself as he refocused on his work. However, once again, Marco paused. But who knows, what if that man is truly foolish because he loves that woman. He would do anything, right, to keep her from going far away from him? Marco mumbled again, feeling his mind unsettled, prompting him to finally get up from his seat. I cant let it happen. I dont want to lose the child that woman is carrying, Marco said, then walked out of the office. Although Marco could have just contacted Haris toe to his office, his unfocused mind led him to seek Haris directly. But when he was about to open the door to his office, his steps suddenly halted as he saw Arabe walking towards him with a smile. Darling, where are you going? You seem to be in a hurry? Arabe asked, making Marco slightly stumble. Oh, I have something to discuss with Haris, so Im going to meet him, Marco said, making Arabe furrow her brow. Cant you just call him toe to your room? Arabe said again, making Marco blink. Oh, youre right, how could I forget. I just have to call him, right, Marco said, then turned back into his room, while Arabe looked at her fiances upright back. Somehow, Arabe felt that Marco wasnt his usual self. He seemed unfocused, unlike his usual self, she thought, following Marcos steps into his room. Marcos movement stopped when he was about to contact Haris. He couldnt possibly instruct Haris to do what he wanted to say earlier in front of Arabe. By the way, I can contact Harister, Marco said, making Arabe look at him again. Why? If its important, just call him. Im fine, I can wait for you here, Arabe said again, making Marco shake his head. No, I dont want our time to be interrupted, so Id better call himter. So, what brought you back to see me? Marco asked, making Arabe sigh in annoyance.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Does a fiancee need a reason to see her fiance? Are you hiding something? Arabe asked, making Marco appear even more restless. This was the first time he was in such a position, like someone caught cheating. waiting for someone Letta immediately left her apartment while asionally 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 Im sure youre 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 workce. Have you gone to work? Abian asked from the other end. Yes, Im walking towards Coffee Break, Letta replied. Alright, then have a great day. Ill pick you upter after you finish, Abian said, making Letta nod. Okay, then Ill hang up, Letta said, then ended the call and continued walking, asionally ncing back. They werent too conspicuous in following her, but still, they were truly consistent with their work. It made Letta wonder sometimes if they ever got tired of waiting for her every day and tailing her, she thought, eventually choosing to shrug. Indifferent, they were probably paid handsomely for such an easy job, while she had to sweat to earn a few bills every day. Letta headed straight to the staff room, ced her bag, and then changed as usual. Early in the morning, Coffee Break was always busy serving several customers, then during the afternoon and evening as well. Sometimes Letta forgot to take her medication and vitamins that the doctor prescribed. Sometimes Letta scolded herself because she was someone who didnt pay much attention to medication. However, Letta hoped that her baby would be fine, just because she didnt consume those medicines. Eventually, before she knew it, it was already four in the afternoon, and Letta had finished all her work. There was no overtime for her to do, so Letta bid Molly goodbye to leave first, as it wasnt her turn to lock the store today. Letta then slung her bag over her shoulder. She immediately put on a smile as she imagined Abian waiting for her in front of Coffee Break. Letta nned to tell Abian everything about herself after they spent time together and relieved their longing. At least, Letta wanted to keep seeing the smile on Abians lips before he might look at her with disappointment. However, Lettas steps halted when she saw that the person in front of her was not the one she had hoped for. In fact, Letta couldnt believe it and almost opened her mouth wide when she saw Marco, who was currently looking at her while folding his arms. His haughty gaze was just as she had seen before. Letta then looked around, and there was no sign of Abian. Perhaps it was fortunate for her that those two individuals were in front of her. Letta didnt know what to do, which eventually made her walk quickly towards Marco. What are you doing here? Letta asked, her face showing panic, while continuing to observe her surroundings. Why, cant I meet my future grandchild? Marco asked, looking at Lettas still t stomach, making Letta do the same and reflexively cover her stomach with the bag she was carrying. Why didnt you contact me first? And didnt your subordinate say that you would be very busy for this month? Letta said again, making Marco immediately take off the sunsses that had been perched on his tall nose, so Letta couldnt say anything when she saw those sharp eyes looking at her, which also emphasized the handsome features before her now. Why, you seem not to like it when Ie to see you? Marco said. Of course not, thought Letta. Not like that. Your visit just surprised me, but that was the only sentence that came out of Lettas mouth, while still observing her surroundings, making Marco do the same. You seem to be waiting for someone. Is there someone youre waiting for besides me? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. No, Im just observing people because you attract a lot of attention, Letta said, looking at Marco from top to bottom, reflecting a sense of beauty and luxury.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org. Is that so? Well, people are always like that, and thats just normal to me, so you should start getting used to it when youre around me. Maybe youll feel a bit ufortable because everyones gaze is on me, Marco said, making Letta look at him with an incredulous gaze. Oh, Letta said, as if she had misspoken. Marco indeed had a high level of confidence, making Letta decisively listen to him. Well, you wouldnt want to keep talking on the side of the road like this, so its better if you get in, Marco said, opening the door of his luxury car, making Letta look at the luxurious car in front of her. What if Abian was picking her up? Letta didnt want Abian and Marco to meet right now, but she couldnt possibly go with Marco either. She had to wait for Abian. Actually, I have another appointment, so its better that we meet another time. You can go back to your house or carry on with your presumably busy activities, Letta said, making Marco close the car door again and look at Letta suspiciously. It seems my guess was right, youre waiting for someone, arent you? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head once more. No, Im waiting for Mia. Shes one of your employees. I have an appointment with her, an appointment between your women, you know, right? Letta said again, making Marco look at her with suspicion. Or, you dont mind joining us, perhaps? Letta asked, making Marco fold his arms again. Whatever the reason, since Im here, cancel your appointment with your friend and get in quickly, Marco said, seeming unwilling to be contradicted, making Letta unable toe up with any other excuse. Letta looked at him with pleading eyes. Come on, just this time. Ive already made a promise with Mia, and after meeting her, Ill contact you right away and make ns for when we can meet, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, get in now, or Ill do something that will attract attention, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course, the person in front of her was definitely capable of doing things beyond the normal reasoning, and Letta didnt want that to happen, so she finally let out a long sigh and was about to get into Marcos luxurious car before someones voice stopped her. Letta, the person said, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course, Letta recognized that voice, making Letta finally turn around and look at Abian, who was staring at her with a puzzled expression. don’t touch what’s mine Letta looked at Abian, who was currently staring at her with a puzzled expression. Abian, Letta said, also surprised by Abians 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 wouldnt let that happen, making Letta stop Marcos movement. Hes my Boss, Letta said, making Marco immediately look at her with an unhappy gaze, which Letta ignored.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. He wants to inquire about some tasks that I had left behind earlier, Letta continued when she saw Abians questioning gaze. So, do you have other matters? Abian asked again, making Letta shake her head, and once again, Marco looked displeased at Letta. No, I can discuss those taskster with Mia. Let her convey it to him. Youre here to pick me up, right? Letta asked again, making Abian nod his head. Yes, I parked my car in the basement of your apartment, because I knew youd want to walk, Abian said, making Letta smile. Alright, then we can go home now, Letta said. But as they were about to leave, of course, Marco couldnt let it happen just like that. Marco immediately grabbed Lettas arm, making Letta wince, and it caught Abians attention. What are you doing to my girlfriend? Abian asked, trying to release Marcos grip, but of course, Marco brushed it off, making Abian look at him with displeasure. What did you say, girlfriend? Marco asked, making Abian just look at Marco with a t gaze. Just so you know, this woman is now- Sorry, but your grip is too strong. We can discuss work matters with me at another time, and I will discuss it with Mia first. Right now, I have to go with my boyfriend, and there are a few things I need to talk about, so I hope youll understand, Letta said, ying with her eye movements, hoping Marco would understand what she was saying. Youre going with him? Marco asked. Marco made Letta nod. Fine, Marco said, releasing Lettas hand, making Letta breathe a sigh of relief for a moment. But then, Marco walked closer to Letta, making Abian look suspiciously at them. Ill let you go on one condition, Marco whispered right next to Lettas face, their position very close as if they were embracing, even though Letta was holding back Marcos towering figure from in front of her. Dont let that man touch you. Dont let him touch whats mine, Marco whispered, making Letta widen her eyes and then push Marco away quite strongly. Alright, Ill get to it right away and discuss it with Mia. Well then, Ill take my leave, Letta said, then grabbed Abians hand firmly and dragged him away. Earlier, Abian nced at Marco who was looking at him with his arrogant gaze, but then several guards immediately approached Marco. Follow them, make sure nothing unwanted happens, Marco said, making his two subordinates nod, then follow Abian and Letta. Abian looked at his hand that Letta was holding tightly. We can walk slowly, Abian said, making Letta snap out of it. Oh, right, Letta said somewhat awkwardly, making Abian slightly suspicious of what was actually happening. Who is he really? Abian asked again, making Letta look back. Ive told you, hes not just my former boss, you know hes the owner of Jovanka Airlines, Letta said, making Abian still silent. Then why is he dealing with you again? Havent you already left hispany? Abian asked. As I exined earlier, there are some tasks that were left unfinished before I left, and it seems I forgot to hand them over to him. So I think I should discuss it with Mia beforehand, Letta said, making Abian sigh, trying to trust her partners words. Before Letta turned to take him to her apartment, Abian stopped her, making Letta turn around. Why? Letta asked. You know the park at the end of the street there, theres an empty lot, Abian said, making Letta nod her head. I passed by earlier, and it turns out theres a night market there. Do you want to go? Abian asked, making Letta widen her eyes with a twinkle, then nod enthusiastically. Of course. It will definitely be a lot of fun, Letta said, making Abian smile. They then chose to walk to the night market that Abian meant because the distance was not too far. Since long ago, Letta has liked visiting night markets like this. Not only because of the variety of food she enjoys, but also because of the childhood memories associated with some of the games, sometimes making Letta smile at the children joyfully riding the amusement rides at the night market. They continued walking and chatting until they finally arrived at the night market, making Letta impatient to immediately buy some food, such as sweet snacks and other delicacies she often purchases when visiting the night market. Abian could only shake his head when he saw Letta with various foods by her side. Abian then chose to sit in one of the chairs facing the amusement rides, while Letta was currently enjoying her favorite grilled sausage. Youre eating so eagerly, Abian said, wiping the corner of Lettas lips that had sauce stains, making Letta pause for a moment before finally smiling. Yes, I dont know why my appetite has increasedtely, Letta said, making Abian smile. No wonder, when Im with you. It seems like youve gained a little weight, right? Abian said, making Letta slightly stunned. Letta had almost forgotten that she was now experiencing some physical changes. Although not very noticeable yet, Letta could feel the changes that a pregnant woman typically goes through, and she was currently experiencing them. Letta then looked at Abian, who was now looking ahead with a beaming smile. For some reason, it was difficult for her to tell Abian the whole truth. Letta was afraid of facing disappointment in her partners eyes. She cared for the man in front of her so much that the feeling of disappointment might be very suffocating for her. she rejected Abian’s touch 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. Didnt 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 cant resist my appetite, Letta replied, making Abian just smile. And thats why youre 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 toe in. Do you want something to drink? Letta asked, taking off her handbag. A cold drink might be better, Abian replied, making Letta finally walk towards the refrigerator, taking out a canned drink, and handing it to Abian. Letta then sat right next to Abian, leaning her back, trying to give space for the foods that had previously entered her stomach to digest properly. She should have followed Abians advice not to eat too much, but instead, she stroked her slightly bulging stomach. After that, Letta caressed it, hoping the fetus inside would not feel cramped. Are you okay? Abian asked, making Letta slightly startled, then moving his hand away from her stomach. Yes, just a little bloated stomach problem, Letta said, making Abian smile. Oh, I forgot. Earlier, I wanted to bring a beautiful flower that only grows in the African ins, Abian said, taking out his phone, making Letta lean closer to Abian. Even now, their faces were almost touching. When I saw this flower, I was reminded of you, Abian said, then showing a brightly colored flower growing in the dry-looking grassy ground. Arent the other nts look parched, but this flower looks different from the others? Letta said, making Abian nod. And thats why I was reminded of you, because you also look different from the others, Abian said, making Letta look at Abians face, now close to hers. Why do you think that way? Letta asked, making Abian look at the flower again. I see this flower as having the same strength as you. You have been strong since then, independent since then, and you are an extraordinary woman, Abian said, making Letta momentarily silent before finally smiling wistfully to herself. How could Letta be cruel to the man next to her. Letta was about to voice her thoughts, but Abian immediately leaned in and pressed their lips together. Letta refrained from uttering any of her words as she felt the tenderness of Abians touch on her lips. Abian then reached out, grabbing Lettas waist, pulling her closer. Letta could only ce both her hands on Abians shoulders as she felt Abians kiss grow deeper. Letta also felt Abians gentle movements, momentarily forgetting the reality she had to face. Letta also sensed how Abian slowly began to slide his hand down Lettas back gently. However, suddenly Letta opened her eyes wide and reflexively pushed Abian away, breaking their kiss. Abian was taken aback by Lettas reaction. Whats wrong? Did I hurt you? Abian asked with a worried expression, making Letta shake her head. Letta didnt know why she rejected Abians touch, even though they had often engaged in such gestures before. No, its just that my stomach feels queasy, Letta said, her mouth still covered. Somehow her stomach was churning again, until Letta eventually made her way to the bathroom and vomited all the food she had eaten earlier. Abian, who was looking at Letta with concern, could only stroke her back. Its okay, I told you not to stuff all that food into your small stomach, but you insisted, Abian said, making Letta nod. Letta didnt know if it was because of her eating mistake or because of the fetus in her stomach. Letta then stepped aside to wash her face, assisted by Abian, before returning to their living room. Do you want me to give you some medicine or something? Abian asked, making Letta shake her head. Its okay, Im fine. Ive thrown up everything, so I feel a little better, Letta said, making Abian look at her with a worried gaze. Alright, then maybe I just need to rest. I have to work tomorrow too, Letta said, making Abian finally let out a long sigh. Okay, then, rest. Ill go home now, Abian said, making Letta nod her head. But remember, if anything happens, you have to contact me immediately, Abian said, making Letta once again nod her head. Yes, I will contact you right away, Letta said. After that, Abian truly left through the door of her apartment. Letta then locked her apartment door and walked inside. Letta caressed her stomach. Letta didnt know what she was feeling right now. How could she vomit at a time like this and why did she have to push Abian earlier, Letta thought. Letta was about to walk to her room to rest, but just as Letta took a step, suddenly her apartment door opened by itself, startling Letta. How could someone open her apartment door when her apartment door was locked. What made Letta even more surprised was when she saw Marco walking quickly towards her. Letta could see Marcos sharp gaze, looking at her with anger. The next moment, Letta didnt know what the man was doing when he pulled her quite strongly, causing Letta to collide with his tall upright body. Letta could feel when Marco reached out and grabbed her nape tightly, then pressed his lips against hers.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org. Even just to process this incident, it took her a few seconds to feel how Marco kissed her quite roughly. Letta could also feel Marco biting her lower lip, and that made Letta realize and immediately pushed Marco to release his kiss, but her strength was not enough after Letta had drained herself vomiting all her food. Marco continued to devour her, even Letta could feel Marco slipping his tongue, entwining it with hers, pushing it, and deepening his kiss. Letta could only grip Marcos shoulders tightly. Letta didnt know the reason why Marco was now kissing her so brutally. damn guy Finally, Letta tried to regain control of herself, gathering her senses, until she pushed Marcos shoulder firmly, causing him to release his kiss. However, just as Letta was about to unleash her curse, she could see Marcos sharp eyes staring at her with a disapproving look, and all of Lettas 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, dont pretend not to know like that, Marco said again, this time gripping Lettas 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 referring to. Never call Abian a damn guy again. Besides, here, who doesnt know their status? Letta said, pushing away Marcos hand. Her act of denial only further infuriated Marco, and Letta chose to turn away from him. However, once again Marco pulled her, gripping her arm, making Letta wince in pain. Dont you know your current condition? Marco said again, making Letta truly sumb to her emotions with Marco acting as he pleased. Whats wrong with that? Abian and I are a couple. So, we are allowed to do whatever we want, Letta said, making the grip on her hand even tighter. But since that baby is inside your stomach, your rtionship with him is over. You are my fiancee and also the mother of my child. So never try anything. I dont like anything that I am sure belongs to me to be touched by another man, Marco said again with his sharp gaze, making Letta wince, bearing the pain. Why havent you told him about your current condition? Marco asked again, making Letta fall silent. A few days ago, she had indeed nned to tell everything, but for some reason, it felt so difficult to tell Abian. Whether it was because Letta couldnt let go of Abian or because Letta was afraid of the reaction Abian would give her. Why arent you answering him? Do you want to keep lying to him, or do you want me to tell him directly? Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. Of course, the second option wasnt the best idea. It was better for Letta to bear Abians anger herself rather than see Marco telling him directly to her beloved. Let me be the one to tell Abian. I will tell him. But you should never interfere in our affairs, Letta said again, making Marco scoff at Lettas request. After that, he looked at them with his arrogant gaze. Of course, it is my affair, because now anything rted to you, of course, I have to be involved because there is my child in your womb, Marco said, making Letta truly feel helpless if Marco had already brought up the child she was carrying. Say whatever you want right now, but I really wont let you say it directly to Abian. You just rx, I will tell himter. Although I dont know when I will dare to tell him, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Your time is running out, dont you remember our wedding day? Marco said again, making Letta look back at the arrogant man. I remember our wedding is only 3 weeks away, right? Like the promise you gave me. Arent you dealing with some important issues abroad? Letta said again, making Marco smirk in disdain. Dont you know why Im here? Of course, to expedite our wedding. Come back tomorrow, you must quickly find a wedding gown, thene with me to find the rings, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Why do you always change whatever you decided before? You are truly an inconsistent man, Letta said, looking at him with a displeased expression, because the man in front of her always arbitrarily canceled anything he had previously spoken with his own mouth, like the wedding that was initially expedited, then postponed again, and this time he said he was returning just to speed it up again, making Letta truly puzzled by his mindset. Say whatever you want, because I have arranged everything, and you cannot refute it. You have to follow everything I have nned, Marco said, making Letta only able to mess up her hair in frustration.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. After that, Letta walked to the kitchen, took a ss of water to cool her mind and heart. Letta didnt want to be a suspect the next day for having killed a high-profile executive of a renowned airlinepany. If only Letta followed her current impulses, surely her aura of murder would be at its highest level. Letta then finished one ss of water, then looked towards Marco, who was now sitting on her living room sofa, furrowing her brows. After that, she walked back towards the man who would perhaps be her husband in a few days, even though it was without Lettas own consent. However, of course, Letta didnt want to be selfish and let her child have no father. The child also needed a legitimate birth certificate, and she needed Marco. Afterwards, perhaps Letta would try to take care of her child on her own, even without the help of his wealthy father. Letta then walked back, standing in front of Marco, who had been staring at her supposedly very small apartment. Why are you still sitting here? Arent you going home? Letta asked, making Marco now look at Letta and fold his arms, staring at her with a displeased look. Whats wrong if I dont want to go home? Marco asked again, making Letta immediately look at the round clock hanging on the wall of her apartment. Its alreadyte, so its better if you go home, because Im also tired. I need to rest to calm my mind, Letta said, making Marco finally stand up from his seat. Letta thought he would at leastply with herst statement, as she was truly exhausted. However, the next sentence made Letta widen her eyes. Tonight, I will stay in this apartment, Marco said casually. Arrogant man Letta rounded her eyes, gazing towards Marco who was now shing his devilish smile. What? Letta asked incredulously, causing Marco to approach her. Didnt you hear that I will be staying in this apartment tonight? Marco replied, making Letta shake her head. Of course, she wouldnt just ept whatever the man in front of her wanted. No, no, no, you cant sleep in this apartment. Besides, cant you see theres only one room here, and its cramped at that, definitely not suitable for you, right? Letta said, making Marco smile again, which made Letta feel even more worried. Who said anything about another room in this apartment? Marco said, causing Letta to look at him with a increasingly puzzled look. Of course we have to share a room, dont we? Plus, in a few days we will be getting married, Marco said, leaving Lettapletely bewildered by what her former boss wanted, or perhaps one could say he was her fiance now. However, for Letta, Marco still couldnt do as he pleased at the moment. And I refuse. Its better for you to go back to your luxurious house right now and sleep on your soft bed rather than you having to squeeze with me on this narrow bed, which might make you ufortable, Letta said, causing Marco to ignore her words. Marco then walked towards the door, which of course was the door to his room, prompting Letta to quickly follow. After that, she blocked Marcos path, stretching her arms so that Marco couldnt step forward again, let alone see the contents of Lettas current room. I said I refuse, and you cant just do as you please, because this is my apartment, and as you said, were only getting married in a few days. So in my opinion, you dont have the right to act like this right now, Letta said, causing Marco to fold his arms, looking at Letta standing in front of him, making Marco wonder why Letta wasnt afraid of him. Despite her small stature and her height that only reached his chest, she would probably get hurt immediately if Marco just threw a punch. However, at this moment, Letta truly challenged his sharp gaze, making Marco smile. It seemed that Marco was intrigued by this version of Letta. With or without your permission, I will still stay in this apartment, and in your room. Before I force my way in, so you better step aside, Marco said, making Letta shake her head, still with her arms stretched out. Fine, if youre being selfish, dont me me, Marco said, then suddenly he lifted Letta and carried her straight into his room. However, the next moment, Marco fell silent as he truly saw the contents of the womans room in his arms. After that, he looked at Letta, who could only lower her face. I told you, you shouldnt just barge into a womans room, Letta said again, making Marco only look at the woman in his arms with an incredulous gaze. How could it be that behind the bed frame directly facing the apartment window, there were several intentionally hung underwear items, and not just one, but of various colors. That made Letta immediately struggle to get down, but once again Marco tightened his grip. Dont move recklessly. Do you want to fall? I can put you down gently, so stop moving, Marco said again, making Letta finally go quiet. After that, Marco put Letta down, making Letta not stay silent anymore, then she immediately took her long strides to hide the deliberately hung underwear. Because that way, Letta hoped that the limited underwear would dry quickly. I dont know where the idea came from, but thats what Letta thought when she hung the underwear like that. Letta then immediately stored them in the wardrobe, before finally looking back at Marco who was casually walking and sitting on the side of the bed. Are youfortable sleeping in this small apartment? Marco asked, which Letta could already anticipate all the ridicule that woulde out of his mouth. Ive advised you not to be stubborn. So, never me me if youre ufortable, or if you insist on it, Letta said, then choosing to leave Marco, who was now examining every corner of the room. Letta currently needed to clean herself aftering home from work and having to deal with two men who made her feel increasingly drained. Letta didnt care if Marco would immediately leave her apartment or anything he would do. What was clear was that Letta currently hoped Marco would truly retract his n to stay in her apartment. After spending a few minutes cleaning herself, Letta emerged from the bathroom. However, her steps halted when she saw Marco leaning and casually lying on her bed with a book in his hands. The next moment, Letta took her long strides again and snatched the book currently being read by Marco. Why are you touching other peoples belongings carelessly? Letta said again, making Marco just look at her nonchntly. So what? Are you ashamed because I found out that you like romantic novels favored by teenagers? Marco retorted, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. Whats wrong with romantic novels anyway? Its not just teenagers who read them, she also needed entertainment to calm her mind, and one of the ways was by reading such romantic novels. What do I have to be ashamed of? I dont like you touching my things, Letta said, then she stored the book where she usually kept her book collection. They then stared at each other again. Why havent you gone home yet? Letta asked, still hoping that Marco would retract his intention. I already said Im going to sleep here, didnt I? So, hurry up. You should rest too. Itste, its not good for you to sleep toote, Marco said, now really sprawling himself on Lettas bed. His legs were even almost crossing the boundary of Lettas small bed in the apartment. This made Letta already anticipate that the man would grumble again tomorrow morning because his body would surely feel sore. However, Letta just shrugged nonchntly. After all, she had warned him, so dont me her if that happened to him.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. However, when Letta was about to step back to approach the other side of the bed, Letta fell silent. That meant tonight she would sleep in the same bed with that man. This made Letta shake her head immediately. Of course, she had to be cautious with the arrogant man who was now trying to close his eyes nonchntly, Letta thought. making me uncomfortable Letta woke up from her sleep, feeling arge hand encircling her stomach, causing her to startle. She turned around and saw Marco, who was sleeping while holding her. Letta squinted at him, questioning where the divider pillow had gone from the middle of the bed. She tried to lift his hand, but the warm breath on her neck made her ufortable. Be quiet, Marco whispered behind Lettas ear, making her freeze. Letta tried to free herself, but Marco pulled her closer. Let go, youre making me ufortable, Letta said. Marco didnt loosen his grip, making Letta feel uneasy. Be quiet. Why cant you just be quiet? Marco said again. After that, Letta tried to pull away, but Marco stopped her. If you move a little more, I will really do more than this, Marco threatened. Letta fell silent.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You make me ufortable, and the baby inside is suffocating, Lettained, prompting Marco to loosen his embrace. Letta inquired about the missing divider pillows. Didnt you move them? Marco asked. Letta turned back. I couldnt have, Letta argued. Marco opened his eyes, locking gazes with Letta. After that, Letta fell back asleep in Marcos embrace. Marco pointed out that the pillows were now scattered underneath, causing Letta to pause for a moment before shaking her head. You moved them? Didnt you see the pillows? Now theyre all scattered underneath, Marco said, causing Letta to sit up slightly and see bolster pillows and several other pillows below. This made Letta briefly consider whether she might have moved them. However, Letta immediately shook her head. It must have been you, Letta said immediately, causing Marco to sigh deeply. Its up to you, but its clear that theres no divider between us now. So, I have the right to sleep this close to you, right? Marco said, prompting Letta to roll her eyeszily. Comining would be pointless. Eventually, Letta allowed him to do as he pleased while she tried to close her eyes again. As usual, after waking up in the middle of the night like this, Letta would find it extremely difficult to fall back asleep. It made her feel conflicted; if she turned over, she would be face to face with Marco, who was still embracing her from behind. Letta ultimately maintained her sideward sleeping position, until they both heard Marcos heavy voice. Go back to sleep, its still the middle of the night, Marco said. I know, but because of you, I cant fall back asleep, Letta said, causing Marco to casually shut his eyes. However, the next moment left Letta in disbelief when Marco started misbehaving again. It made Letta turn back immediately when she felt Marco kissing her neck. What are you doing? Letta asked, holding her neck. Helping you fall back asleep, Marco said casually, making Letta look at him with an incredulous gaze. Youre not helping me doze off, youre making it even harder for me to sleep, Letta said. Of course, she would always be wary of any actions Marco might take. He might do more than this when shes asleep. Close your eyes and try to sleep. Are your thoughts currently filled with dirty scenes? Marco said, prompting Letta to sigh with annoyance. Of course not, Letta replied, although it was theplete opposite of what was in her mind. The man currently sharing the bed with her was undoubtedly to me for that. Well then, just close your eyes, Marco said, once again coaxing Letta to reluctantlyply, attempting to shut her eyes again. However, once again Marco did the same thing, causing Letta to consider protesting, but Marco immediately interrupted her. No need to imagine anything, because Ill help you fall asleep quickly, Marco said again, causing Letta to eventually do what he wanted rather than engage in an argument. Letta closed her eyes, epting whatever Marco was doing. Youre making it even harder for me to sleep, Letta said again, sounding like a grumble, but Marco seemed to ignore it without responding. Letta tried to keep her eyes closed, but whether it was true or not, Letta slowly began to feel drowsy, even feeling her consciousness slip away. Until she finally drifted offpletely. Marco could hear Lettas steady breathing, causing him to sit up slightly. Then he pursed his lips, realizing that Letta had fallen back asleep. It made Marco settle back down, inhaling Lettas scent deeply. For some reason, it made him even morefortable to stay close to Letta, although previously Arabes scent had been his favorite. But now, for some reason, Marco felt that Letta was more dominant. Though Marco thought it might be because this was something new for him. Eventually, he tried to close his eyes, emting what Letta had done, and unknowingly, with just the scent of Letta, he quickly fell asleep. Marco finally fell asleep alongside her, without any more arguments. Letta,fortably nestled in Marcos warm embrace, fell even deeper into slumber, just as Marco found himself captivated by Lettas sweet scent, feeling his eyes grow heavy. Until they both failed to notice the dawn beginning to break from the eastern horizon, seeping through the cracks of Lettas apartment window. However, they were still cuddled in the same bed, their positions having shifted throughout the night. Letta, content with the embrace from Marco, now found herself unconsciously facing him, making her sleep even more sound. Letta even moved closer, ignoring the loud rm ringing from the nightstand. With or without your consent Letta furrowed her brows as she heard the deep baritone voice not far from her bed. Slowly, she blinked and looked behind her. Marco, who used to embrace her from behind, was no longer there. Instead, he was now standing, gazing out of the apartment window, speaking on the phone. Letta unintentionally sharpened her hearing. Im sorry, I really have to get back as soon as possible, Letta overheard the sentence. She had no idea who the man behind her was talking to at the moment, and she didnt care. ncing at the clock, which read 6 a. m., she realized it was time to get ready for work. Letta got up, prompting Marco to nce at her, but he didnt end the call. He simply followed Lettas movements as she walked into the bathroom. After that, Letta didnt listen to any conversation between Marco and the person on the other end of the phone. She focused solely on quickly cleaning herself up, not wanting to bete for work. Once she finished her morning routine, Letta opened the door to her room slowly, surveying the room. It was only when she noticed Marco wasnt there that she muttered to herself, Has he already left? Feeling relieved for some reason, she quickly dressed and applied light makeup. Then she began drying her hair, but her movements paused when Marcos scent suddenly wafted into her senses. Despite having only stayed overnight, his sharp scent had already permeated the room, causing Letta to shake her head and try to think of something else. After she finished with her hair, Letta stepped out of the room, only to be startled by Marco standing in front of her. Oh my, what are you doing? Letta asked, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Of course, Im looking at you. Are you ready or not? Marco replied, making Letta raise her eyebrow. Of course, Im ready. Its almost 7, and I dont want to bete, Letta answered, to which Marco responded casually. You dont need to rush to the boutique and jewelry store, as theyll be ready when you are. So, just rx, Marco said, making Letta look at him with deeper furrows. It seemed like their conversation was about two different topics. What I meant was beingte for me to go to work, not visiting the boutique and jewelry store, as you implied, Letta replied, causing Marco to fall silent, folding his arms. It seemed like his dominant aura was reemerging. As Ive mentioned, we will have the wedding soon. So, today, you officially quit your job, and we will go to the boutique and jewelry store. I dont want anyone else to do it, so it has to be you, and Ill be the one to see it, Marco said, causing Letta to raise both her hands and shake her head before walking past him. Of course, I wont agree to that so easily. Even though were getting married, I will continue working, Letta said, making Marco gaze at her sharply, which, of course, Letta could anticipate. With the agreement weve made, Letta quickly interjected, making Marco even more displeased, but Letta didnt care. You know, the only one who can guarantee my livelihood is myself. Who knows, if you marry me, you might not provide for me. Then suddenly, we might get divorced. Thats why I have to have my own savings, without a penny from you. I dont want to make my life difficult in the future, Letta said, making Marco look at her in disbelief. How could the woman in front of him think so poorly of him? Come on, Im not that mean. At least, Im still thinking about the child in your womb. So, I wouldnt just abandon you, Marco said, but Letta wouldnt easily believe it. Whatever you say now, I will still work, she said calmly, making Marco shake his head. With or without your consent, I still stick to my decision. I wont let you work. You have to stay at home and take care of your health and the baby in your womb, Marco said firmly, making Letta feel like she couldnt do anything more in front of the man facing her. Eventually, Letta chose to end their argument. She walked out of the apartment, intending to leave the man, but her steps halted when a scent that pierced her nostrils made her stomach growl even more, prompting Letta to gaze towards the pantry. Breakfast was alreadyid out there, with the lingering smoke still visible, causing Letta to look directly at Marco. You did it, Letta asked, making Marco sigh in annoyance. What did I do? Im just standing here, Marco said, further frustrating Letta. Thats not what I meant. What were you doing in my kitchen earlier? Letta asked again, making Marco pull the corner of his lips.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Oh right, I forgot one thing. Before we engage in any activities, its better to have breakfast first. And as luck would have it, Ive cooked. You should be d because I rarely showcase my cooking skills to anyone, and youre one of the lucky ones, Marco said without waiting for Lettas protest. He promptly nudged Lettas shoulder, gesturing for her to sit at the table. Eat, Ive prepared arger portion for you, as I know pregnant women need a bit more, right? Marco added, making Letta look at the food in front of her. Of course, she wouldnt refuse, given her hunger. Letta finally reached out and scooped up the food in front of her. Just with the first bite, Letta found herself unable to say anything, utterly impressed by the deliciousness of the meal. Yet, she couldnt show it overtly, not wanting to inte the arrogant mans ego even more. Just admit that my cooking is the most delicious food youve ever had in your life, right? Marco said, already predicting her response. Dont exaggerate. Its just okay. Even the food on airnes is considered no less tasty than this, Letta said, making Marco look at her with a tinge of irritation. Of course, it wouldnt be Letta if she didnt agree with what he wanted, thought Marco. but not this severe Letta could only heave a long sigh, trying to control her emotions. It wasnt just to avoid high blood pressure, but also to ensure the fetus inside her womb wasnt stressed, especially as Marco dragged her to the boutique. Find the most luxurious and beautiful gown for her, Marco instructed as they arrived at one of the most renowned boutiques Letta had ever heard of. Letta was familiar with the boutiques name. mor Boutique was the top-tier establishment where even celebrities might struggle to obtain their desired gowns in the near future. They usually had to secure an appointment with the primary designer at mor Boutique, yet here they were, easily gaining ess. Letta had no doubts about the authority Marco wielded. Even now, the chief designer and owner of the boutique greeted them, and within minutes, Letta was surrounded by wedding gowns in white, peach, and gold, all sparkling in her eyes.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org. Try each of them on. I want to see, Marco said, causing Letta to turn back and look at him, now lounging casually behind her. What? Letta asked, disbelieving. Yes, I want you to try all of those gowns. I want to see which one suits you best in person, Marco said nonchntly, making Letta gaze at the array of numerous gowns lining the room. No, cant you just pick one that suits me, and Ill try that one? I dont need to try each one, right? Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. I can judge better if I see you wearing them, so please assist her in putting them on, Marco said again, prompting the attendant to lead Letta to the fitting room without any resistance. Letta truly couldnt believe that Marco was serious about his statement. Was he ying a game with her right now, Letta wondered, her lips pursed. Even the attendants couldnt voice any objections. Letta then slowly emerged in the first gown, a white dress that covered her shoulders and trailed down to her feet, prompting Marco to scrutinize her from head to toe. However, after that, Marco shook his head. I dont like the silhouette; its too revealing, Marco said, causing Letta to sigh in frustration. After that, the attendant guided Letta back into the changing room to try on the next gown. Letta lost count of how many gowns she had tried on, her back starting to feel stiff and her calves beginning to ache. But Marco still hadnt chosen a single gown from the ones she had tried on. Eventually, Letta decided to wear the peach-colored gown. It showcased her beautiful shoulders and then red at the waist, making Letta truly resemble a princess from a fairy tale. Even Letta couldnt stop admiring herself in the mirror, her smile spreading widely. It seemed that Letta liked it too. But, of course, that didnt mean anything if Marco didnt like it. Letta even had to lift the slightly heavy skirt of the dress to take a step back. But Lettas thoughts seemed to be mistaken as she saw Marco fall silent, pondering, gazing at her. What about this one? Letta asked, but Marco remained fixated on her appearance, causing Letta to ask again. Suddenly, Letta winced, clutching her stomach, and this brought Marco out of his reverie. Whats wrong? Marco asked quickly, approaching Letta, who looked to be in great pain. I dont know, but my stomach feels cramped, Letta said, her face starting to glisten with sweat. In that case, we need to sit down first, Marco said, trying to help Letta to the nearby sofa. However, just as they took a step, Letta felt the cramp in her stomach again, causing Marco to panic. He immediately called some boutique attendants to help remove the possibly constricting gown. Meanwhile, he waited outside with an anxious and uneasy heart. A few minutester, the attendants came out, supporting Letta, who was still grimacing, prompting Marco to impatiently cradle Lettas small frame, rendering her unable to do anything due to the pain she was currently experiencing. Letta could only bow her head against Marcos chest as he carried her into the car. Marco immediately hit the gas, leaving behind several guards who had been following them earlier. He promptly checked Lettas condition, not wanting anything bad to happen to her. He asionally nced at Letta, who still had her eyes closed, trying to withstand the pain. Whats really happening? Is this something youve experienced before? Marco asked, leaving Letta unable to even answer and only shake her head. This is the first time. Usually, I just feel some cramps, but not this severe, Letta finally answered weakly, prompting Marco to look at her with an unsympathetic gaze. That means youve experienced it before. Why didnt you tell me that you often get stomach cramps? We need to have it checked immediately. I dont want anything to happen to the baby inside you, Marco said, causing Letta to meet Marcos gaze, which for some reason looked slightly different from before. Letta didnt respond to Marcos words because she had no intention of telling him. To Letta, she could still bear the pain and didnt want to inconvenience the man beside her. Letta also didnt know that the pain would be this intense until they arrived at a hospital, where Marco immediately called for a doctor and carried Letta, instructing them to prepare a room for her and conduct an examination. Get the best doctor to examine her. I dont want anything bad to happen to her, Marco shouted a little, causing several nurses to call one of the obstetricians at the hospital to check Lettas condition. Marco attempted to enter when the doctor was about to examine Letta, but the nurses stopped him. This made Marco, feeling annoyed, choose to wait in the waiting room. It felt like Marco had experienced something familiar like this before- the anxiety, fear, and unrest in his heart. He had felt it once in the past. After that, he hadnt experienced it again until now when the feeling resurfaced, leaving Marco unable to simply sit calmly and wait. Marco wouldnt forgive the doctor currently handling Letta if something went wrong. Even though it had nothing to do with the attending physician, that was just who Marco was. Stop acting childish Marco immediately got up from his seat as the doctor emerged from the examination room. How is her condition? Marco asked, prompting the doctor to remove the mask he had been wearing all along. We can talk in my office. How about that? the doctor suggested, and Marco nodded, following the doctor to his office. Marco sat directly in front of the doctor, observing the doctors movements as he jotted something down. It seems your wife is exhausted. Has this condition urred frequently before? the doctor inquired, causing Marco to pause for a moment, trying to think of the right answer. It seems so. I dont know, she never told me when she was feeling unwell, and this is the first time Ive seen her in such pain, Marco exined with a hint of annoyance, prompting the doctor to let out a long sigh. As a husband, you should pay more attention. After examining her pregnancy, shes currently at eight weeks, a critical phase where both the fetus and the mother require substantial nutrition. Not only that, but the mothers psychological well-being also significantly affects the pregnancy. Miss Letta herself is severely malnourished, which will greatly affect her fetus, especially if shes fatigued. It will have negative implications in the future, the doctor exined, leaving Marco silent. Marco pondered whether the woman had been eating and resting properly all this time, or if she had been working tirelessly with the baby in her belly. Marco could only rough his face with his hand. So, what should I do? Marco asked. Of course, you have to pay attention and take care of her. Make sure she doesnt get tired, stressed, and monitor her dietary intake. Thats crucial. If all that is managed, the good news is that the frequent cramping might reduce, the doctor said, causing Marco to nod. They conversed for a few more minutes, with Marco inquiring about Lettas condition. Afterward, Marco exited the doctors office and walked towards the room where Letta was resting. He reached out his hand and opened Lettas door, seeing her about to get off the bed, prompting Marco to widen his eyes and quickly approach Letta. What are you doing? Marco asked, grabbing Lettas arm. Why? Im bored. I want to take a walk. Besides, Im fine. Wouldnt it be better if we went home? I should just go home, what do you say? Letta said, naturally prompting Marco to immediately refute her. No going home. You have to stay here until you recover, Marco insisted, causing Letta to look at him with a displeased expression. Why? Im perfectly fine. Its just regr cramps that I sometimes experience. Besides, itll be fer, Letta stated, leading Marco to give her a sharp and serious look. Stop acting childish and stop underestimating like this. Do you know how important the baby inside you is to me? So dont be so reckless, especially since the doctor said that the baby is malnourished, and it will affect its growth. Just because youre thinking about postpartum life, dont forget about the baby youre carrying, Marco asserted, leaving Letta silent. Letta could see Marcos jaw clenched and his sharp eyes now directly fixated on her own. Ive already said its better not to work, and if I dont stop you forcefully, youll keep working until your belly grows. Starting now, youre moving out of your apartment and into the house Ive prepared, Marco dered as if not willing to be contradicted, causing Letta to widen her eyes. No, no. I dont want to leave my apartment. Ive paid for it for the next few months. If I leave just like that, they wont refund my money. That would be a waste, Letta exined, prompting Marco to give her a sharp look, rendering Letta silent. You know I dont want to be contradicted, right? Marco said, causing Letta to wince. Of course, she had already spent half of her savings to pay for that apartment, and how could Letta just leave like that. Please let me stay for a few more months at least, Letta pleaded, making Marco truly unsure of how to approach the situation. Have you forgotten that were getting married in a few days? Besides, I dont want you living in that apartment. I dont care about the down payment youve made. Whats clear is that you have to move to the house Ive arranged without any further objections. Now, its better for you to rest and not do anything reckless. I dont want anything dangerous to happen to our baby, Mario stated, intending to turn around and leave Letta, but halted when Letta objected again. Do you think this is just your baby? Its my baby too. Im the one carrying it, so I know my own condition, as well as the condition of my baby. Do you think Im a heartless mother who would ignore my own pregnancy? All this time, Ive been trying my best all by myself without any help from anyone. Ive been trying to convince myself that Ill be fine. Im not that heartless woman to neglect my own and my babys safety. So, you dont need to be like that. Even though were getting married, Ill still stay in that apartment, with or without your approval. Besides, our marriage is just for the sake of this childs birth certificate, nothing more, Letta asserted, causing Marco to turn back once again. Its better for you to rest now. I dont want to argue. Besides, the doctor said you shouldnt be stressed or exhausted. Lets end our conversation here, Marco stated before truly leaving the room where Letta was being treated, leaving Letta staring angrily at the closed door. If he tells me to rest, he should at least apany me. I cant be alone in this medicine-scented room. Im really sick of breathing in this air, Letta muttered. However, she couldnt step out because she knew the man would stop her again.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Letta then chose to lie back on the bed while ying with her phone. However, her hand movements stopped when she suddenly found a message sent by Abian, four hours ago. There were even missed calls that Letta had ignored, leaving her silent. Was she being too cruel by not letting Abian know about her current condition, Letta wondered. I want to end our relationship Letta continued to stare at the vibrating screen with Abians name disyed on it. After gathering her thoughts, Letta decided that she didnt want to hurt Abian any further. She realized that Abian was a good man who deserved a better woman than herself. Therefore, Letta tried to answer Abians call. Hello, Letta greeted. Hello, where have you been since yesterday? Ive been trying to reach you, but your phone was unreachable. You also didnt respond to my messages. Are you sick? Abian asked with a concerned tone, making Letta feel the worry expressed by Abian. Or are you busy with work? Say something, at least let me know where you are now. I tried knocking on your apartment door, but you werent there, were you? Abian said, causing Lettas tears to start falling, imagining Abians anxiety while searching for her.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Im sorry, Letta whispered, making Abian fall silent on the other end. Forgive me, Letta sobbed as she uttered those words. Whats actually going on? Are you really sick? Tell me where you are, Ille there right away, Abian said, but Letta shook her head. She didnt want to reveal all her faults directly, nor did she want Abian to see her sad face. Im sorry, please forgive me, Abian, Letta said while sobbing. Stop this nonsense, Letta. Tell me where you are, Ill meet you now, Abian said, but Letta couldnt hold back her tears and hung up the phone. Letta then hugged her knees, feeling a tightness in her chest. She could only pour out all her tears and guilt to herself, which she might never be able to repay. Letta didnt know how long she would cry over her own foolishness. When the nurse opened the door to her treatment room, Letta was surprised to see Abian behind the nurse. Miss Letta, hows your condition? Oh, by chance, your friend wanted to visit, so I brought him to see you, the nurse said, leaving Letta silent. The nurse then approached Letta, while Abian remained standing at the doorway. Ill just check your body temperature and your stomach. After that, you can rest again, the nurse said as she helped Letta lie back down. The nurse said, Your body temperature is normal, your blood pressure is also normal, you just need some rest,'' she said with her friendly smile. However, Letta didnt pay attention to the nurses words; she was fixated on Abian, who was also continuously watching her. After the nurse left, Abian finally entered the room and sat on the chair next to Lettas bed. Whats really going on? Why were you hospitalized without even telling me anything? I didnt even know where you were. Did I cause all of this? Abian asked, causing Letta to lower her face. His eyes were full of warmth and concern as he looked at Letta. How did you find me? Letta asked. I asked my friend to track your whereabouts. I was shocked when he said you were in the hospital. At that moment, I was certain that you werent doing well, Abian said, gently caressing Lettas face. What are you hiding? Youve changed since I arrived. Dont you want my presence? Abian asked. Letta shook her head, as Abians arrival was something she had been eagerly anticipating. Their rtionship was always hindered by distance, making Letta always yearn for moments together. Then what? Abian asked. I want to end our rtionship, Letta said to the point, leaving Abian silent. Are you really sick? Abian asked, trying to think positively. Its better for you to rest now. Ill stay with you. It seems like your work is too demanding and draining your energy and mind, Abian said, helping Letta to lie back down, but Letta just shook her head. Im serious, Im serious about everything Ive said. I dont want to keep hurting you constantly. You might end up hating me, but this is the only way. I want you to live happily, Abian, Letta said, leaving Abian even more confused by her words. Actually, I want you to tell me what really happened. Is all of this really because of me? Abian asked. Since his arrival, Abian felt that something was different about Letta. She seemed closed off, her bright smile was no longer visible, and there were some behavioral changes that made Abian worried. Could this be because of their ongoing long-distance rtionship, Abian wondered. Abian, its not because you cant always be close to me. Our jobs do demand distance, but Im not worried. Youve always been there for me, and thats enough for me, Letta replied. However, Abian continued to tightly hold her hand. Then why? Why are you suddenly saying something like this? I apologize for my job, but I promise after this photo shoot, Ill stay here. I dont want to leave you far away anymore, and well continue our rtionship to a more serious level, Abian said with an enthusiastic smile. However, this only made Letta feel more pressured, her chest tightening. How could Letta possibly shatter that smile from Abians face, Letta wondered. Complicated Marco fell silent as he watched Letta sitting quietly, staring out of the window. He had intentionallye today to pick up Letta and move her from the apartment to the prepared residence. Marco eventually walked slowly towards Letta. What are you doing? Marco asked, but Letta remained unmoved, her gaze empty and fixed ahead. Marco let out a long sigh, despite the doctors advice for Letta not to stress or think too much, it seemed Letta was not heeding the doctors warning from yesterday. Letta, Marco asked again, tapping Lettas shoulder, finally causing Letta to shake her head before getting up from her seat without even ncing at Marco. Ill get ready, Letta said, making Marco feel a little puzzled. Lettas umunicative and contradictory behavior was unusual. Marco didnt say much more, just watching Letta heading to the bathroom to change. He noticed the bag Letta had previously brought and the phone seemingly prepared for her return today. Lets go now, Letta said, making Marco nod. Lettas residence felt silent as they journeyed towards her apartment. Upon arriving at Lettas apartment building, Marco immediately opened the door and followed Letta to her small apartment. However, Letta halted at the threshold, and Marco followed suit. I want to be alone in my apartment, so you can go, Letta said, leaving Marco feeling confused. I came to escort you to move to the home Ive prepared, Marco said. Letta remained silent, showing no expression as usual. I willply with your request after I think about it. Didnt I say before that I cant just move from this small apartment like that? Letta said, making Marco take a long deep breath. Didnt I already say that this ce is not good for the development of the fetus in your womb? If you move to the prepared house, there are servants who will take care of you. Theres also food and all the necessities you need, Marco said, finally making Letta look into his eyes for the first time since they left the hospital earlier. I need some time alone, so please understand, Letta said as she was about to close the apartment door. But of course, Marco couldnt stay silent. He immediately held her back, causing Letta to push with all her might, knowing her effort would be futile as the door swung back open, making Letta step back. Whats really happening with you? Whats the matter? Are you still thinking about the mistakes you made because of your condition yesterday? If so, forget about it. You can make up for it by paying attention to the development of the fetus. Whats more, thats why I brought you to move right now, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. Not only that, my problems are too many and tooplicated. Thats why I cant think clearly about it. But you keep insisting like this, forcing me. Why do you always impose your will without considering my own opinion? This is my baby, Im the one feeling it, and Im the one carrying it. So I know better what I need right now, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Is that so? Then what happened to you yesterday? Was it because you also understood your condition that you experienced those cramps? You didnt even involve me as the father of the fetus, Marco said, making Letta silent for a moment. If you care about the fetus, you betterply with what I say, because I care about both of you, Marco said, finally making Letta turn around, but Marco immediately prevented her by holding her arm. Im not done talking to you, Letta, Marco said. What now? If I have to follow your request, at least I have to think about this apartment. I have to think about my belongings, and I have to think about my future, Letta reiterated, being the type of person who likes to think further ahead in her life, especially now that she is alone. Marco, whose emotions were triggered, pressed Lettas shoulder quite firmly.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. What are you thinking about? Thinking about your next life, thinking about your future. Didnt I say that I would support you and the fetus? Marco said, pulling Letta closer to him, leaving Letta speechless. And then someoneughed cynically, looking in their direction, making Letta immediately turn to Mia, who had been there near them for who knows how long. Mia, Letta muttered, making Mia immediately look at them with an unfriendly gaze. Letta realized that Mia might have overheard their conversation. So this is your reason for breaking up with Abian? Mia asked, making Letta slightly startled. Abian must have told everything to Mia, Letta thought. Mia stepped closer towards Marco and Letta. So you really ended your love, which you said Abian was everything to you and also your happiness, by dating your former boss? Or maybe thats your reason for leaving thepany, because you dont want other employees to look at you suspiciously for seducing your own boss, Mia said, as if she didnt care that she was mocking her own boss. It was as if she was risking her job, while Marco remained silent, gazing at Mia, who supposedly was his employee, but Marco couldnt remember having an employee named Mia or in which department. I really didnt expect you to be such a cruel woman. You didnt even say anything earlier about yourself. Thest I heard was that you were waiting for Abians arrival, that you missed him, and you were eager to meet him. Thats all. But the news that Abian told me really makes it hard for me to believe. Thats why I came to make sure what you told him. I hope Abian was just talking nonsense because I really believe in my own friend who has never hidden anything from me. But all of this really disappoints me, even beyond my expectations. This really surprises me, Letta, Mia said, looking at Letta with disappointment, making Letta, for some reason, feel her heart constricting. Not just because of Abian, but also because of her own friend, and it was all because of her own actions. unpredictable woman Letta gazed at Mia, shaking her head. Its not what you think. I have my reasons for ending things with Abian, Letta said, prompting Mia to once again disy her sardonic smile. Yeah, I understand your reasons. You found someone better, someone far superior to Abian, right? Finally, I see a Letta whos truly oppressed by her own life. Maybe all this time, I genuinely sympathized because you always said you were alone. But now I know that its your strong reason to find someone who can protect you, even ensure your future. I understand your desires now, Mia said, making Letta shake her head again. Letta then attempted to approach Mia, but Mia seemed to not want to be approached at all. I can exin, Letta said in a choked voice, causing Mia to shake her head. You should exin that, not to me, but to Abian. You gave reasons that, to me, dont make sense. You didnt mention that you had another man, so it made him regret and me himself, thinking that maybe because of him, he didnt pay enough attention to you, even always kept his distance from you. He med his work that always kept him away and the distance that separated you both, Mia said, causing Letta to hold back her tears that were now welling up. And it seemed that Marco couldnt stay quiet anymore, witnessing the argument between the two friends in front of him. Marco exhaled roughly before finally approaching and standing right beside Letta. Sorry for interrupting, but I didnt know you were my employee. And it seems youre wrong to scold someone here, Marco said, making Letta look directly at Marco, who ignored her gaze. Letta couldnt let Marco reveal everything, because for her, it wouldnt mean anything. Even if she stated the real reason, it wouldnt change anything. Its better for neither Abian nor Mia to know anything about whats going on, Letta thought now. What do you mean? Mia asked, clearly not understanding Marcos words. Well, youve been ming your own friend, and in my opinion, thats wrong, Marco said, causing Mia to once again just give a sardonic smile. So you mean the reason for their breakup isnt Lettas fault, but Abians own fault? Mia asked, making Marco shrug indifferently. Its not like that. I dont know who Abian is, and why hes ming himself. But to me, its just a misunderstanding between us, Marco said, causing Letta to widen her eyes. Letta immediately grasped Marcos hand, letting him know that she didnt want him to reveal everything to her friend. Its as if she didnt want everything to be uncovered. But I have to tell it to your friend, right? Marco said, making Letta simply close her eyes as if the man beside her understood her condition. Alright, if you dont want to disclose our secret, you have to handle your misunderstandings on your own, Marco said, causing Mia to look at them with a frown. What actually happened if I observe this rtionship far from my expectations? Mia asked, making Letta remain silent. Letta seemed to no longer care about whatever response Mia might give. Forgive me, but I think this is the best way between me and Abian. I dont want Abian to keep getting hurt if we insist on holding onto our rtionship, Letta said, making Mia look directly at them with a displeased gaze. Then what happened to your words about waiting for Abian, that you would always wait for him? Hasnt he also tried to switch jobs from his beloved hobby to where you currently are? But you only gave him immense disappointment, Mia said, leaving Letta speechless. Of course, Letta could feel the immense disappointment that Abian was feeling right now. He even med himself. But Letta truly had no other choice. Alright, stop your argument because I still have some business with Letta as well. So, I guess Ill let you think whatevers on your mind right now is settled. Its better for you to leave now, as I also need to resolve my own issues as soon as possible, Marco said, making Mia look at them with an incredulous gaze. Okay, thank you for the exnations youve given, and it seems Ive lost two crucial things in my life right now. First, I lost a friend, and second, I lost my job, Mia said, making Letta shake her head. I didnt intend to fire you, Marco said. No, but I leave with dignity, Mia said, and then left thempletely, making Letta immediately look at Marco with a displeased gaze. Why do you always meddle in my affairs? I can handle it, Letta said, making Marco look at her with a questioning gaze. By lying to them, arent you being cruel, not giving them honesty, even to your own lover? Although Im a little d that youre not involved with another man anymore, it seems youre self-aware that theres a fetus in your womb, and I dont want you to be touched by any man while that baby is inside you, Marco said, as if he was genuinely concerned about the fetus inside Letta, making Letta feel a bit tight in her chest for some reason. Of course, I have a clear enough mind to not let any man touch me. I know my condition. Even if Im not pregnant, Im not that kind of woman, Letta said, leaving Marco speechless. Even though he didnt mean it like that, Letta interpreted it differently. For some reason, his emotions felt a bit unstable, thought Marco. Its not like that.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Its better for you to leave, Letta interrupted, intending to approach the door of her apartment again. Hey, but were not finished talking, Marco said, making Letta still ignore his words. Letta immediately closed her apartment door quite loudly, leaving Marco silently staring at the door. Shes truly an unpredictable woman, Marco said, not understanding in the slightest. He really had to take Letta with him now to move from her small apartment, which even made Marco ufortable when he stayed in her apartment. Especially having to let himself and the fetus continue to live in that cramped space, thought Marco, who finally chose to walk closer and press the code to Lettas apartment. It seemed Letta forgot that Marco knew the code to her apartment. Who lives here? Marco then entered Lettas room and saw Letta, who was now lying on the bed with her back turned towards him. Didnt I say that I wanted to be alone? Lettas words indicated that she was aware of Marcos presence. I cant just leave you alone in this apartment when youre not fully recovered, even though the doctor has allowed you to go home, Marco said, causing Letta to sigh deeply. Does it mean that as long as this fetus is in my womb, I have to keep following whatever you say? Letta asked without looking at Marco. Yes, more or less. Because whatever I ask is always for the best for you and the baby in your stomach, Marco said, causing Letta to finally get up from her bed and turn to face the man who always insisted on his own will. Whats best for you may not necessarily be the best for me. And as for my child, I will live ording to my own desires, Letta said. Come on, Letta, stop acting childish like this, stop being stubborn. You need someone to take care of you and the baby. Youre all alone now, even your friend left you a few minutes ago. Who else can you rely on other than me as the father of that fetus? Marco said, making Letta feel as if she had been pped with reality. Letta could only bow her head, remembering how Mia truly hated her at the moment. Not only that, another bitter truth was about Abian. Was this really the only way for her and her unborn child to rely on a person like Marco, Letta thought, finally looking at Marco with a serious look. Letta then let out a long breath. Well then, you can wait outside. Ill take care of everything, Letta said, without getting any more protests. Marco then left Lettas room and waited for her in the living room, while Letta was busy looking at the wardrobe where her clothes were neatly arranged before finally exhaling deeply and pulling therge suitcase she had brought to the apartment. Letta couldnt think of anything else because this was the only thing she could do. Letta also couldnt survive if another bad incident like yesterday happened to her. Letta didnt want to neglect the safety of her unborn child just because of her ego. It took only a few minutes for Letta to pull the suitcase out of her room, making Marco immediately look at her and approach her to take over the suitcase. Is that everything? Is it just this much? Marco asked, making Letta nod. I didnt bring everything because Im not sure Ill befortable staying in that new ce, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Even its far morefortable than this small apartment, Marco said. Yeah, I know. So, please stop bad-mouthing this apartment. At least Ive paid the rent in full for the next few months, and its a waste because I have to move out with someone elses coercion, Letta said, walking away from Marco, who was only looking at her small back. But the next moment, Marco pursed his lips as he felt a change in Letta. Maybe her condition now is much better than before, Marco thought. Finally, he followed Lettas steps out of her apartment. They got into the car, and Marco immediately drove it slowly. Letta just stared out the window, enjoying the view outside. Letta didnt know where Marco was taking her, but now they entered an area that was rarely passed by people. Finally, Letta was amazed when arge gate opened, and in front of them was a big white house that seemed to be Marcos destination. When Marco stopped the car, they were greeted by a middle-aged woman. Is everything ready? Marco asked after getting out of the car. Letta, who followed him, was just stunned by her surroundings. The garden there was much bigger than the one near her apartment, making Letta wonder how many people they would need to take care of it. Not to mention the house in front of her, was Marco really inviting her to move to such a big house, Letta thought. Everything is ready, Sir. I have prepared it, the woman replied, making Marco nod. He then looked at Letta, who was still mesmerized by her surroundings. Come here, Marco said, interrupting Lettas admiration. Letta then walked towards Marco as some people passed her and immediately opened the trunk of the car they had just ridden in, taking out her suitcase. Let me introduce you, this is Desi. She is the head servant in this house, and she will take care of you from now on. You can ask her anything and request whatever you need, Marco said, making Letta smile at the middle-aged woman in front of her. Desi just nodded her head, looking down, gazing at Letta. Alright, then I will take you to your room, Marco said, but Letta stopped his movement. Why? Marco asked. Are you going to immediately tell me to rest? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Yes, why? Because thats what you need right now, Marco said, making Letta pout immediately. At least let me take a walk in this garden first, or maybe get to know this house, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. We can do thatter. You have plenty of time, and you will be staying here for quite a while. So, you can do itter. Right now, what you need is rest, Marco said firmly, not wanting to be opposed. This made Letta finally follow Marcos steps without any objection. Not only outside, even after they arrived inside the house, Letta couldnt stop being amazed. How many people could actually be amodated in such a big house, Letta thought, as she only saw a few servants passing by around her.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Who lives here? Letta asked, making Marco look at her again. Do you think I prepared this house for people to live in? Marco said, continuing his steps. Letta just looked puzzled at his straight back. Did he really prepare this big house just for her, Letta thought, but she didnt dare to say it. Letta would see who mighte and who she would meetter. What Letta needed to do now was to follow Marco to the room that would be shown, which might be her room in this big house, Letta thought. Are you sure this is my room? Lettas astonishment was not only confined to Marcos grand house, but also its contents, this time, the room she was about to upy. Are you sure this is my room? Letta asked, making Marco disy his usual poker face. If this isnt your room, why would I bring you here? Marco said, making Letta once again nce around. Even the bedroom space might be asrge as the apartment she had been living in. Not to mention, that didnt even include the bathroom or other rooms within the chamber. Letta then walked over to the Queen-sized bed. Sitting down, she smiled while patting it. Then she gazed out the window, where the view directly faced the swimming pool and the expansive garden, making Lettas smile even wider. Did you prepare everything? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. No, this room has been like this from the initial design, Marco said, making Letta immediately feel embarrassed. Letta then walked towards the bathroom. Even the bathroom was not any less spacious than the bedroom she was upying. The bathroom had luxurious facilities, with a bathtub, shower area, closet, and arge mirror, with a style that truly kept Letta in awe. After admiring the bathroom in her bedroom, Letta then turned to the dressing room, which also didnt fail to surprise her. Letta stepped back out, looking at Marco still standing in his ce. Its already filled with womens clothes. Was there someone else who had this room before? Letta asked, making Marco let out a long breath. No one has lived in this house yet because I intentionally built this house for my personal use, Marco said, causing Lettas eyes to widen once again. Does that mean Im the first person to live here? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, youre the first, although its far from my initial ns, Marco said, making Letta curious. However, Letta chose to refrain from pursuing that thought. Letta chose to return to the dressing room, where clothes, shoes, bags, and even essories were arranged, with colors that somehow happened to be Lettas favorites, making Letta purse her lips. However, that smile vanished instantly as Marco tried to deceive himself. The luxury he disyed did momentarily awe Letta. However, for her, it was just a dream. It was only because of the fetus inside her. But Letta didnt want to reveal her true feelings to Marco. For Letta, only she knew how she truly felt at the moment. Letta then chose to leave, looking at Marco who was busy with his phone. Letta now chose to look back out the window, where some people were cleaning the swimming pool and the surrounding garden. Letta gazed straight ahead. Would she be truly trapped in this gilded cage forever, Letta thought, as she was sure that Marco wouldnt just let her go, especially after what happened to her yesterday. Until finally, Lettas thoughts stopped when Marco approached her. Rest, I have to leave soon to take care of some work. If you need anything, just call Desi, and you can ask her anything, Marco said, making Letta turn and look at him. Okay, Letta said, making Marco pause for a moment, looking at Lettas still pale face. Are you sure youre okay right now? Is there anything bothering you with your physical condition? Marco asked, making Letta immediately shake her head. Im fine, Letta answered because she didnt want to detain Marco any longer at the moment. Letta really wanted to be alone and think about herself and her life. Alright, then you really need to rest and dont forget to eat your food properly. Ill also tell Desi to be ready if you need anything, Marco said, making Letta nod again before Marco finally left Lettas room. Letta let out a long breath before walking to the side of the bed and lying down, staring at the ceiling with the luxurious light hanging in the middle of the room. After that, Letta felt suffocated once again when she thought about how she had hurt two people at the same time. Previously, those two had been Lettas encouragement to get through her days, Abian and Mia. They must really hate her right now, causing Letta to unconsciously feel tears flowing from the corner of her eyes. Then, she caressed her still t stomach. It was still too early to see her future child, and in a few days, they might really go through the gates of an unnned marriage, which she might not even want. But, for the sake of the child she carried, Letta sacrificed the happiness she should have had. Letta didnt want to hold Abian back and bear all the unhappiness with him. Because Letta wanted Abian to also feel happiness and find the woman who was truly right to be his life partner. For Letta, at this moment, she didnt deserve to be with someone like Abian. Until finally, Lettas reverie stopped when someone knocked on the door. Come in, Letta said, revealing Desi walking in. In five minutes, its time for your lunch. Will you be eating at the dining table, or should I bring it to your room? Desi asked, making Letta try to think. I wille downstairs, Letta said, making Desi nod. Then, Desi was about to turn and leave Lettas room, before Letta stopped her again. Desi, can I ask for your help? Letta said, making Desi nod. Actually, Im still not hungry and feel bored in this spacious room. So, I choose to take a walk in the garden and get to know this house. Can you apany me? Letta asked, making Desi think for a moment before nodding her head. Alright, I will ask a servant to apany you, who will introduce you to the rooms here. You can go down directly, Desi said, making Letta smile broadly. At least, she needed some activity for herself, not thinking about her problems anymore. Because Letta still remembered the doctors warning that she shouldnt think too much, let alone let it make her condition drop like yesterday. That would surely make Marco me her again. Finally, Letta followed Desis steps out of her room. Can you really provide it? As per Lettas earlier request to Desi, Desi had already arranged for a servant who now apanied Letta for a stroll around the house she had just moved into for the first time. If you feel tired, just let me know, so I can escort Madam back to her room, said Ayu, causing Letta to turn towards her with a smile. Im sure I can manage to roam around this house. Its only been five minutes since we started walking, right? Letta replied, causing Ayu to smile awkwardly. But earlier, Desi mentioned that you shouldnt exert yourself too much. It was the masters order, Ayu said, making Letta smile. I know you would all obey Marcos orders. But dont worry, you dont need to be afraid because this is my own request. If Marco gets angry, just tell me. After all, Im the one who forced you. Besides, Im not as weak as you all imagine. Marco is the one who thinks Im exaggerating, Letta said, leaving Ayu with no room for rebuttal. After all, this was also Lettas request. Eventually, they arrived at the backyard where there was a spacious garden with a clear swimming pool. Letta immediately smiled upon seeing the pool. She stretched out her arms and turned to look towards her room window. She had previously seen the pool from her room. Indeed, when seen directly like this, the swimming pool is truly spacious, Letta said, causing Ayu to nod. I feel like swimming, but of course, I cant because I dont have a swimsuit, Letta said, prompting Ayu to approach her again. If Madam wishes, I will talk to Desi, and she will arrange a swimsuit for you, Ayu said, making Letta look at her enthusiastically. Can you really provide it? Letta asked, making Ayu nod. Yes, of course, because the Master has also ordered that anything Madam asks for must be provided, Ayu said, causing Letta to ponder. Would Marco also grant her request to leave this house? However, the next moment, Letta shook her head. Of course, that was one of the prohibitions Marco had imposed on her, and the service would certainlyply with it. It seems that next time I would like to try swimming. For now, I just want to wander around, Letta said, stepping forward once again. Letta had entered room after room in therge house. She didnt even bother counting how many rooms were there, the other spaces, and even the library. This made Letta think that it wasnt too bad to live in that house, as the facilities could be considered quiteprehensive. Eventually, Ayu intended to lead Letta to turn around, ending their house tour for the time being. However, her steps halted when she noticed a corridor adorned with several pirs stretching from the room they were in to the backyard. There, it seemed like there was another separate room, causing Letta to furrow her brows. We havent been there yet, Letta said, making Ayu immediately shake her head. That room is off-limits to us, I mean, to anyone other than the master, Ayu said, making Letta even more curious. Whats in there, then? Letta asked.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Im not quite sure, Madam, as I havent been there either. But, ording to the rumors circting in this house, there are precious antiques cherished by the Master. So, not just anyone is allowed to touch them; only Desi is allowed to clean that ce twice a week, Ayu said, finally making Letta nod. After all, she didnt want to get too involved in Marcos affairs. Although the curiosity still lingered, the best course of action for now was to ignore it, Letta thought. Ayu, thank you for apanying me. You must be tired, right? Letta said, making Ayu shake her head. Not at all, Madam. If you need anything, just call me, Ayu said, making Letta smile again. You can go back to your work. Ill rest, Letta said, making Ayu finally choose to continue her duties, while Letta turned back towards her room. Letta stretched her hand, and her smile bloomed again. At least the atmosphere in her room could make her feel a little bit happier. Letta immediatelyy down on the bed, gazing at the ceiling with its beautiful ornaments, making Letta smile. Letta began to wonder if she would be confined in this gilded cage forever. Then, what about her once she gave birth to the fetus she was carrying, the child conceived between her and Marco? Would Marco take this child and abandon it, Letta thought as she caressed her t stomach. Letta realized she should have had a n before epting the marriage that they were to undertake in a few days. Letta immediately woke up and walked towards the wardrobe, where the provided reading books were neatly arranged. There were also notebooks and other stationery, prompting Letta to try to think. It seemed she needed to establish some prenuptial agreements for them. Letta didnt want this marriage to solely benefit Marco. Letta also didnt want herself to be unprepared for starting her new life. Letta didnt know Marco before, even though recently she had been worrying about him, but it might not be the same in the future, especially considering Marcos behavior now solely because there was a baby she was carrying. It would be different once the baby was born, Letta thought. Letta began jotting down one by one what was on her mind. She would discuss it with Marco. She didnt know how long she had been jotting down the important points Letta wanted Marco to agree to until her movement halted when her phone rang. Letta shifted her gaze towards the sound before getting up from her seat and approaching the phone. However, what made Letta freeze was seeing Abians name on the screen. Her heart raced once more, leaving Letta unsure of what Abian would say. Would he scold her and vent all his frustration, Letta wondered, resigning herself to whatever Abian would say to her. Eventually, Letta tried to take a long breath before answering Abians call. Letta shouldnt be surprised by whatever Abian was going to convey. After all, who would feel okay being abruptly ended without knowing the clear reasons and faults between them? Especially now, Abian might have learned the cause from Mia, Letta thought. I try to get it With a sense of hesitation, Letta then picked up the phone from Abian. Abians voice sounded as usual, calm and gentle, which had always been Lettas favorite. Are you there? Abian asked, making Letta unable to even utter a word. I went to your apartment earlier, and the apartment owner said that you had moved out without asking for a refund, said Abian, making Letta not expect that Abian would know about his move so quickly. Is that true? Abian asked again. Yes, I moved out of that apartment, Letta replied, standing and gazing at the sky that had turned orange. I want to return your belongings, Abian said, making Letta furrow his brow. Letta thought Abian meant the items given by him. You dont need to return them if you dont like them. You can throw them away, and Ill do the same, Letta said, immediately silencing himself. Letta couldnt believe that he would utter such cruel words, but there was no other way to make Abian truly stay away from him. Letta didnt want Abian to hesitate to leave him. I cant do that. Your things, of course, I will keep them safe. I just want to return the things that you should have, Abian said, making Letta silent once again. Do you remember? You always make requests when you are sad or upset, and you always say it andin to me, Abian said, making Letta understand what Abian meant now. Sometimes you say that you want a ring made of climbing nts with a flower as a gem, sometimes you say you want a hat made of straw, or you also want a scarf made of knitted wool. Do you remember all those requests? Abian asked, making Letta unable to hold back her tears, which were now wetting both of her cheeks. Did Abian really fulfill all of his requests, Letta wondered. Do you believe it? Its just a joke when Im upset. I dont really want it. Why would I lie like that? Letta said, trying to hold back her trembling voice. But not for me. For me, listening to all your stories, hearing all your grievances, its not just a joke. Every time I hear you want something, I try to get it, keep it, and I will give it to you when we meet. And it seems like the chance to fulfill all those requests iste because I kept dying it, Abian said again, making Letta only able to grip her sweaty fingers. From the beginning of our meeting, I should have granted all your requests. I wanted to give them all on your birthday. Isnt thating up soon? Abian said, making Letta even forget her own birthday. Letta didnt know how to hold back her sobbing anymore. Sorry, Im too busy. If you only want to talk about that, I still have something to do, Letta said, trying to avoid their conversation. However, when Letta was about to hang up the phone, Abian stopped her again. At least give me an address to send all these items, Abian said, making Letta silent once again. Didnt I say it was just a joke? I couldnt possibly want those things. You can throw them away, and I dont need them, Letta said, thenpletely hung up the phone. Letta could only copse, curling up on the cold floor that pierced her skin. She could only bend her knees, leaning against the wall, which now only served as her support and anchor. Letta truly let out all her tears. Letta couldnt believe she would really be such a cruel woman, but for Letta, this was the best way for Abian to find an even better woman than her, because Letta knew how an Abian who would not leave unless she really pushed him away. Until their sobbing stopped when the door to her room opened. Letta couldnt lift her face when she smelled the very familiar aroma that had been lingering in her sensestely. Making Letta know without looking in his direction, the figure of Marco, who might now be standing tall in front of her. Do you not hear the doctors words that you shouldnt get too stressed? Marco said, making Letta unable to bear his chatter. Letta then immediately got up from her seat, responding to Marcos gaze with a sharp look. Stop being childish, Marco said again. Being childish? Cant I cry? Cant I mourn my own life? Cant Iment my misfortune? This is all the childish behavior you see. Im not a robot, Im a human with expressions and feelings. So, stop trying to control me. I know what I have to do, and I know my feelings. I will take responsibility for what will happen to my child on my own, Letta said in a high tone, making Marco fall silent. Marco could see that Letta was truly angry with him. Marco didnt know what problem Letta was currently facing, but it seemed that her mood was bad, making Marco only able to rub his face roughly. Okay, Im sorry. Maybe I overreacted. But can you not dwell too much on your sadness? There are many facilities here that can make you feel at ease. Do you want a massage or want to swim, take a walk, and you can read a book. I will also prepare any food you want right now, so tell me to change your mood, Marco said, making Letta only able to rub her face roughly. Its not about all the luxuries you provide. Its about my feelings that cant be bought by anything. So, stop trying to control and leave me alone. Ill feel better that way, without seeing you and without your rules, Letta said, then walked past Marco, choosing to enter the bathroom.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Be careful walking, the bathroom might be slippery, Marco called out, which could still be heard by Letta after she closed the bathroom door. Letta fell silent, looking at the luxurious bathroom. It turns out, it really couldnt change her feelings, even though luxury now surrounded her. Letta could only cry again about what was happening to her. However, Letta hoped that with her attitude, Abian would truly stay away from her. continuation of my life Letta gazed ahead, looking at the now dark sky adorned only with a few stars that seemed too distant to reach. Letta could only lean her cheek on her arm, which was resting on her knees. The vast night sky, which she could only stare at without reason to distance herself, seemed to be the onlypanion for Letta at this moment, until her reverie was interrupted when someone knocked on her door, causing Letta to turn to Desi who was looking down. Madam, dinner is ready, and Sir is waiting for you downstairs, Desi said, making Letta look back ahead. Tell them Im not hungry. Ive already had my pregnancy milk, so theres no need to worry if the baby iscking in nutrients, Letta said, making Desi about to reply to Lettas statement. However, Desi held back, thinking there was no need to say much. She would just convey what Letta said, and then it would be Marco himself who would decide. Alright, Madam. I will convey it to Sir, Desi said, then closed Lettas door. Letta started counting, sure that in less than a minute the door would open quite loudly, and she would immediately be met with a shout from Marco, so Letta began to count slowly from one while continuing to look at the view of the garden from her rooms balcony. Until finally, at count 58, the door truly opened quite loudly, making Letta close her eyes. When that familiar aroma again pierced her senses, the next guess made Letta slightly stunned. It wasnt a shout that Letta got, but a sentence of concern. Do you want to eat something? If so, Ill have Desi bring it to your room. You dont have toe down if you dont want to, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Why did the man in front of her suddenly soften his attitude towards her? Was it because of his outburst earlier? Letta wondered, shaking her head, as tonight she truly didnt want to eat anything. Just imagining it made her feel queasy if something were to enter her throat. Im not hungry. Even if youre not hungry, you should eat something, Marco said, making Letta sigh deeply. I dont want to, and besides, Ive already had my milk for pregnant women, Letta said, making Marco look towards the remaining milk on the nightstand, which Letta probably meant. Is it the remaining milk that youre talking about? Marco asked, making Letta nod, and Letta was sure that Marco was starting to get annoyed. You have to finish it, that one ss is at least what can be nutrition for your baby. Arent you worried about your babys condition right now? Didnt you hear that the doctor said his growth would be hindered if you dont pay attention to your eating patterns? Marco said cautiously, making Letta somehow think even more. Was it because of her bad mood, and she didnt want to eat anything, but Letta also couldnt be selfish like that. There was a life now dependent in her belly, making Letta sigh deeply as she got up from her seat, without answering Marcos words, and walked straight to the nightstand, then truly finished the remaining milk. Thats it, right? Letta said. After that, Letta walked to the cab where she kept some papers, then took a sheet and handed it to Marco, making Marco furrow his brow. What is this? Marco asked, making Letta look at the paper. Its our prenuptial agreement. Ive written down everything I want after we get married, or maybe if we separate, Letta said, making Marco gaze at the paper. Lettas neat handwriting with several points she had embedded in it made Marco not intend to read it now. Why did you make it? Marco asked. For the continuation of my life and our future childs life. I dont want to agree to the marriage just like that without something to hold on to. You know, dealing with someone with power like you would be very difficult if I didnt prepare something to hold onto, Letta said, making Marco sigh deeply. Do you think Im a man who will stay silent and neglect my own child? Marco asked, making Letta shrug nonchntly. Who knows, we didnt know each other before, right? I didnt even know your favorite color, and you didnt know my favorite food, so anything can happen. You can learn it, and you can say if you dont agree with whats in there, we can discuss it again, Letta said, making Marco look back at the paper in his hand, then sigh deeply. Alright, then, Ive told my extended family that Ill be getting married the day after tomorrow, and the wedding is almost 95% ready. And you just need enough rest and take care of your body. I wont invite anyone to our wedding. Only my extended family will be there, or maybe you want to add someone? Perhaps you want to invite your family? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Letta didnt expect her wedding to be just a few days away. However, the next second, with a mncholic expression, Letta shook her head.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. No one, Letta said in a curt tone, making Marco furrow his brow. Besides, even if I were to invite them, they wouldnt be willing toe to my wedding, so just consider that I have no family in this world, Letta said, making Marco look at her again with raised eyebrows. Lets just assume that. Then, what about your friends? Marco asked, making Letta immediately think of Mia. You also know that since the day my friend got angry at me in my apartment. Since then, I feel like my friend doesnt want to be friends with someone like me anymore. So, stop offering the invitation. You can handle it yourself, because Ill just follow whatever is in your n, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Somehow, seeing the mncholy in Lettas eyes made Marco slightly taken aback. How sad must she have been all this time, Marco wondered. Marco became curious about Lettas personality, because so far Marco hadnt really cared about anything rted to a Letta. Although previously Marco had told his subordinates to find out about her, it seemed that now his curiosity was different from before. a groom shouldn’t be tired Marco looked at the paper Letta had given himst night, drawing a faint smile. It turned out that, as Letta had said earlier, she had indeed prepared an agreement before marrying Marco. It was written there that their marriage was only a marriage on paper, without involving any feelings for each other. For the first point, it seemed that Marco agreed. As for the second point, Marco had to give Letta freedom after they got married, and for this second point, Marco seemed a bit hesitant. Lettas request was not specific, so this point would be discussed with Lettater. The third point, after giving birth, Letta did not want to use a babysitter. She would take care of the child alone. That was something Marco might agree to. The fourth point, after the marriage and if they wanted a divorce, the custody of the child should go to Lettas hands. Marco would also have to discuss this with Letta, as ording to the n he had made, Letta would only meet her child until the child was born. Marco would use all means to make it happen, as he would take care of his child with Arabe in the future. That made Marco fall silent. Was he truly confident with the n he had previously thought through 100%? However, for some reason, there was a slight hitch in Marcos heart at this moment, making him sigh deeply. Until finally, the door to his office opened without a knock, indicating the presence of Arabe, who now approached him. Are you busy? Arabe asked as she walked closer to Marco, making Marco immediately put on a charming smile to wee his fiancees arrival. No, Im just going to attend a few meetingster. For now, my workload isnt as much as before, Marco said, making Arabe quickly nt a kiss on Marcos lips. Of course, a groom shouldnt be tired, right? Arabe said, a hint of sarcasm evident in her tone, making Marco pull Arabes waist to sit on hisp. That wont affect my work. Besides, its just a marriage to make it official, without any extravagant celebration. It wont take up much of my time. Besides, after the wedding, Ill be busy with work again, so dont think of the marriage as something Ill do with you, Marco said, making Arabe roll her eyeszily. But still, a marriage is still a marriage. Just hearing it, I really feel very ufortable, Arabe said, making Marco embrace her waist even tighter.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Come on, this is the only way to ensure my flesh and blood doesnt slip away from me. I cant lose him, Marco said, making Arabe sigh deeply. You have to remember your promise, that your marriage is only until the baby is born, and youre done, Arabe said, making Marco nod his head. Of course, I have nned it carefully, Marco answered softly, before sealing their lips. Marco pulled Arabes waist even closer, feeling her sweet lips y between his full lips, making Marco savor it firmly. However, Arabe released their lip lock, making Marco furrow his brow. Why? Marco asked. Did you also kiss her like this on your first night together? Arabe asked, making Marco rub his face harshly. Come on, I dont even remember what it was like that night. I only remember her as you. After that, I didnt feel anything, Marco said, making Arabe immediately fold her arms and look at him with difort. Then why are you so sure that the woman carrying your child is really her? Who knows, another woman might be the one whos currently, who knows where? Arabe said. I know for sure, its her. You know that my intuition has never been wrong, so just rx. After the child is born, I will immediately do a DNA test to prove that its my flesh and blood. And after that, well only have to wait a few months before the child is born, and well soon proceed with the wedding, Marco said, making Arabe feel uncertain about all his ns. Are you sure you wont be involved in any way in your marriage? Arabe asked, making Marco furrow his brow. Involved in what way do you mean? Marco asked, making Arabe click her tongue in annoyance as she got up from her fiancesp. You know, dont you, that two people who havent known each other will gradually change because of their frequent encounters. Are you sure you wont be attracted to her? Arabe asked, making Marco immediately startled. Come on, how could I be attracted to her when I have you, who are now mine. You are far beyond her. For me, having you is enough, Marco said, making the corners of Arabes lips twitch. However, Arabe immediately hid it, not wanting Marco to know that his praise had warmed her heart. Men often say that, but look at the evidence. You even have a child with her, Arabe said again, making Marco sigh. Didnt I already say that I was truly under the influence of alcohol at the time, and I also thought it was you. But as it turned out, I was wrong. That was my only mistake, so never bring it up again, Marco said, making Arabe shrug nonchntly. Then, will you invite me and my family to your wedding party? Arabe asked, making Marco silent for a moment. If your family is willing, and you are, of course, I need you to be there. Its proof that I really married her just for my child, because I know your family seems to still doubt my decision, including you, right? Marco said, making Arabe not deny it. Of course, who would want to hear their fiance marrying someone else before them? You rx, everything will go as our initial n. We will soon get married, only this time you will immediately be the mother of my child. How about it, you wont mind, right? Marco asked, making Arabe nod weakly withoutmenting, as Marco pulled her into his embrace. I believe youre a woman who will truly love anything that exists, including a part of me. Im happy to have you, and forgive me for that big mistake, Marco said, kissing Arabes exposed shoulder, while Arabe remained silent, epting Marcos embrace. For some reason, Arabe felt that epting a child who wasnt her own flesh and blood made her truly not have any previous ns, and it wasnt on her lifelong list of ns. Could she do it or not, Arabe wondered. The agreement Letta now gazes at the neatly arranged dish in front of her, on therge table that could amodate twelve people. Shes the only one sitting while she looks at Desi, standing not far from her. Are you not eating? Would you like to sit here with me? Letta said, causing the servants behind Desi to exchange nces. Desi just nodded before approaching. Sorry, I had my meal a while ago before serving dinner for Madam. Its better for Madam to enjoy her food alone. We shouldnt dine at the same table as our employer, Desi said, making Letta furrow her brow. Who made such a rule? Wouldnt it be better if someone apanied me while eating? I have a better appetite when someone is with me, Letta said, gazing at Desi with a pleading look, but Desi shook her head. Madam can enjoy her meal alone. Well apany from here, Desi said, standing not far from Lettas table. Letta sighed deeply, feeling that no one dared to apany her at therge table. She started to take some dishes onto her te, with portions enough for herself. She thought, during her stay in this grand house, she would have plenty of time to enjoy delicious dishes like the ones she was currently savoring. After taking the first spoonful, Letta could only close her eyes, savoring the meal she usually only ate atvish wedding events in five-star hotel ballrooms. This time, she could enjoy it every day. After finishing her main course, the servants reced it with the dessert menu. Lettas smile faded as she heard the unmistakable footsteps, and she looked up to see Marco approaching. Seems like youre enjoying the food in this house, Marco said with a hint of sarcasm, causing Letta to shrug indifferently. Yeah, thanks to you, I really have to praise you, Letta said, making Marco only able to smile even though he sensed the insincerity in Lettas words. Letta continued to enjoy the dessert that made her eyes sparkle. Once you finish the dessert, can you meet me in the office? I have something to discuss, Marco said, then walked past Letta towards the second floor. His movement halted when Letta called him back. Wait for me for five minutes, Letta said, making Marco turn towards her. No need to rush. You can eat slowly and enjoy as much as you want. I have plenty of time to wait for you in my office, Marco replied, leaving Letta speechless. After Marco reached the middle of the stairs, Letta resumed her meal, and Marco involuntarily lifted the corner of his lips. Marco asked Letta to eat slowly, not wanting her to choke or not enjoy the meal. Marco wanted Letta to savor every aspect of the house so that she felt calm andfortable, especially with the wedding day approaching. He wouldnt let anything bad happen to Letta or their unborn child. Marco didnt know how long Letta took to finish her dessert, but he kept thinking about the peculiarity of some women who enjoyed desserts. When Letta approached him, Marco felt a slight stiffness in his back as he faced the screen in front of him. What do you want to discuss? Letta asked straightforwardly, immediately sitting in the chair in the middle of Marcos office. Ive read the agreement you made, Marco said, causing Letta to look at him with enthusiasm. Really? So, have you agreed to it? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. Of course, it cant be like that. I cant just agree to it right away. I came to tell you that there are a few points that dont align with my thinking, Marco said, making Letta frown. Letta felt she had been very careful in drafting the agreement, but there were still points that Marco asked to be canceled. Marco got up from his seat and approached the same chair as Letta, bringing a piece of paper that Letta had previously given him.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Two and four, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. I dont agree with points 2 and 4, Marco said, finally causing Letta to reach for the paper she had written earlier. In truth, Letta didnt remember the points and their details very well, so she reread the letter she had written herself. Numbers 2 and 4, why do you have to reject them? Letta said, looking at Marco with a furrowed brow. Number 2, you ask for freedom, specific freedom that you desire, what is that exactly? You didnt exin it. An agreement should be written with details to avoid any misunderstandings, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent again. Freedom, like I can work, or I can go anywhere, and maybe I can associate with anyone, Letta said, shaking her head. Then I will reject it. You can think of other options, Marco said, prompting Letta to question the rejection again. Why though? Isnt it already stated in the first point that our marriage is just a marriage on paper, so theres no need to dictate this and that about my life? So I chose to ask for freedom, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Alright then, do you also not want your child to see their mother working and taking care of them? Your time will be divided, and they willck affection. Thats why I can hire someone to be their caregiver. But in point 3, you want to take care of them yourself, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment. I wont argue about the job. So, about rtionships with others or being allowed to go anywhere? Letta asked again. To go anywhere, you have to be driven by a chauffeur and inform. As for rtionships with others, like having romantic rtionships, I will reject that. I dont want our child to know any other man besides their father who has a good rtionship with their mother, Marco said, making Letta sigh in frustration. Are you hoping I stay Letta gazed at Marco in disbelief as he casually refused and altered the agreement that Letta had previously thought through on her own. You cant just change it like that. You need my approval, Letta said, only to receive a dismissive response from Marco, as if Lettas opinion didnt matter to him. Ill make a more reasonable agreement than this, Marco said, causing Letta to stare at him incredulously. She was about to grab the paper that had been in Marcos hand without getting up from her seat. But as she moved, she had to bend slightly and shift the table in front of her. This action widened Marcos eyes. Hey, what are you doing? Dont you remember whos in your belly? Cant you be more careful? Marco said firmly, looking towards Lettas stomach. Letta was slightly startled. To her, she wasnt endangering anything. She was just making a sudden movement, but Marcos reaction seemed exaggerated. You cant just move around recklessly with your body. What if something happens to the baby in your belly? Can you take responsibility for that? Marco said, making Letta sigh in frustration. I know what I have to do, so stop nagging. Just give me the agreement today. At least I should see it. What did you write? Letta said with an incredulous look. I will work on it my way and make this agreement legally binding. If either of us vites it, there will be fines andpensation. How about that? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. It cant be like that. At least tell me whats in the agreement and what you added, Letta said. Some important points for you to consider regarding the child, Marco said, making Letta seemingly unable to argue anymore. Finally, Marco got up from his seat and looked at Letta. Alright then, after were done with our business today, its better for you to rest. And remember, never bete to take your vitamins. Ive instructed Desi to manage all your schedules, Marco said, making Letta just nod. After all, she couldnt argue about anything while she was in that house. Everything must have been arranged by Marco and executed properly by Desi, who, ording to Letta, was Marcos best right-hand person. Finally, Letta stopped in her tracks as she saw Marco about to descend the stairs. Where are you going? Letta asked, as it was alreadyte at night. Im going home. Where else would I go? Marco replied, causing Letta to fall silent. Why? Are you hoping I stay in this house? Marco asked, looking at Letta with raised eyebrows, prompting her to shake her head. Of course not. I was just asking. I thought you might be returning to your office because you still look neat, Letta said, trying to find another excuse. For Letta, even though Marco lived at his parents house, it wasnt an issue. These past few days, she had been living without Marco around, and it made her feel morefortable. Although she felt a little bored because she couldnt leave the area to go for a walk, Marco still didnt allow it. Next time, maybe Ill stay here, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. No need. I was just asking. You dont need to force yourself if you dont want to stay here. Imfortable living here alone, Letta said, making Marco look at her suspiciously. Hey, just so you know, the day after tomorrow is our wedding day. Shouldnt a married couple live in the same house? Marco said as he walked closer to Letta. However, Letta seemedpletely unimpressed, and instead, she looked at him with narrowed eyes. And, didnt you also say that our marriage would be kept secret? You wouldnt expose me, would you? I dont want that either. I dont want myself and our baby to be exposed by others, including your family, at least for some time in the future as weve agreed, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. It would indeed happen, as after giving birth to their baby, Marco would take full custody of the child from Letta. Marco remained silent for a moment before finally turning back. Then you can go back to your room. And remember, dont stay up toote. If you need anything, you can talk to Desi. Ive told her to do whatever you want, as long as its within the limits of my instructions to her, Marco said, eliciting no response from Letta. Letta already knew that was what Marco would say to her. Then, Letta heard the sound of Marcos car moving away from the houses yard. Letta closed the window curtains before opening the balcony door. At least through this balcony, Letta could breathe fresh air without any restrictions. Letta gazed towards the dark sky, with a few shining stars, making her realize that recently she had been spending more time gazing at the night sky than before, which had been mostly spent working. Suddenly, Letta remembered the possibility of her weight gaining. She smiled to herself, thinking about how she might get a bit chubby with a growing belly. It would surely look funny, Letta thought as she caressed her stomach. Letta still couldnt believe that there was a fetus living inside her, but just imagining it made her smile even wider. It seems Ive started thinking about the name I will give you, Letta said again. Somehow, every night when it came, she always felt at peace just by being still on this balcony. Sometimes, Letta truly felt that her life at this moment was truly solitary.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Before, she could still contact or exchange news with Abian, but now Lettas time was truly leisurely. She closed her eyes, trying to feel the breeze brushing through her hair. At least, she had to feel peaceful for herself and not do anything that would make herself or the fetus stressed. Congratulations Letta gazed at her reflection in therge mirror in front of her. She was wearing a white dress that clung to her body. Letta kept staring, wondering if the reflection in the mirror was really her or not. Her face was adorned with light makeup, yet she didnt even recognize her own face. Had it really been so long since shest dressed up? Letta tugged at the corner of her lip. A few years ago, Letta had envisioned her dream wedding with Abian. They nned for a simple ceremony with a few friends in a spacious garden. There wouldnt be much adornment; just a simple dress with a flower crown. Letta didnt demand much from Abian. The memory made Lettas smile fade. But now, everything was different. The dress that clung to her body, even just the price of it rendered Letta speechless. Even the small hairpin that supported her hair glimmered in the mirrors reflection. Letta didnt know the price of all the things she was wearing, even though Marco had said they wouldnt have avish party or be attended by many people. For Letta, everything was far from her ns. Her reverie was interrupted when someone knocked on her bedroom door. It was Desi, dressed differently from her wedding day. Letta smiled as Desi approached. Is Madam ready? Desi asked, making Letta nod. Well then, let me be the bridesmaid for you, Desi said, making Letta continue to smile. Of course, there was no one who would want to be her bridesmaid. Her family, even Letta herself, didnt inform her aunt and cousins. Her biological father was nowhere to be found. Not even a friend, Letta currently had none. It made Letta smile sadly to herself. Thank you, Desi, Letta said, making Desi smile and nod before returning her smile. Letta saw Desi smile like that for the first time. Previously, Desi always had a nk expression that Letta couldnt read. At least Letta had to be grateful to Desi, even though she wasnt sure if Desi did it sincerely or just because Marco told her to. Besides Desi, there were a few other female servants who would be her bridesmaids, apanying her to the altar. Letta took a deep breath. She could certainly stand on her own, even if there was no one to hold onto. Therge door in front of her opened, revealing the backyard that had been transformed into a garden party with a white theme, as Letta had previously imagined. Although somewhat different, at least Letta could slightly imagine that her wish mighte true. Letta stepped onto the white carpet amidst the chairs arranged around her. Some of the people present, Letta didnt even recognize the faces staring at her as she walked. Letta could only stare at the bouquet of flowers she was holding. Then Letta tried topose herself, looking at Marco, who was already standing in front of her with a nk expression and a suit matching the dress she was wearing. Letta had never imagined that she would actually marry someone named Marco. Even on their wedding day, Marco never took Letta to meet their extended family. It made Letta wonder whether she should feel fortunate for not having to deal with that wealthy family or feel sorry for herself. Lettas thoughts were interrupted when there was a hand reaching out in front of her. Letta looked at Marco, who was also silently looking at her. She reciprocated the gesture, and Marco finally led Letta to stand alongside him at the altar. They uttered sacred vows that would unite them, binding the connection between the two of them. Letta said the vows with a heavy heart, reciting them as she should. When Marco took Lettas wrist and slipped on the in ring with an inscription inside, Letta didnt have a chance to examine the ring, despite having ordered itst time. Lettas heart raced as Marco began to lean in. However, when Letta closed her eyes, she felt Marcos kiss on her cheek, not where it was supposed to be. Letta immediately looked at Marco, who was looking at her with raised eyebrows, full of confusion. Congrattions, Marco said, leaving Letta momentarily speechless. Was he giving congrattions for his own wedding? Letta thought. Apuse from the guests caught Lettas attention, allowing her to finally see some of the guests from the altar. She didnt recognize most of them, perhaps only 15 to 20 people in attendance. Letta moved closer to Marco. I dont recognize all of them. Are they your friends or your family? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with his head slightly bowed. Marco felt a little disturbed by Lettas puzzled expression. The guests in attendance were Marcos family and people he considered important to be present at their wedding. Youll know once we get off the altar. Theyll eache to greet us, Marco said, making Letta return Marcos gaze, then nod her head slowly. Marco guided Letta, and the first people to approach them were a married couple who made Letta feel that their aura was almost simr to Marcos. Especially the middle-aged man with a stern expression like Marco, Letta began to specte whether they were Marcos parents.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Unconsciously, Letta gripped Marcos arm quite tightly, and Marco became aware of it. They wont bite, theyll just be as firm as I am. So, just rx. Arent you used to dealing with me? Marco said, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. Of course, Letta couldntpare herself to Marcos parents. How could Letta consider them the same, Letta thought, starting to feel anxious as their steps drew closer. your wicked intentions Letta didnt know if there was something wrong with her appearance, but she still vividly remembered a few hours ago when she examined herself in front of therge mirror. Everything seemed fine, but the woman dressed in white, simr to her, continued to stare at her with sharp eyes, as if scrutinizing every inch of Lettas appearance. Let me introduce them, they are my parents, Marco said, making Letta force her best smile, although it felt extremely awkward. Congrattions on your marriage, Helena said, ncing towards the man next to her, Edward Jovanka. She looked at Letta with an expression not much different from Helenas. Thank you, Letta replied awkwardly, but her heart raced faster as Edward began speaking with a deep voice almost simr to Marcos, even sounding the same. Letta felt intimidated before something happened. Is it true that youre pregnant with Marcos child? Edward asked coldly, making Letta only blink a few times before nodding her head. What is the gestational age now? Edward asked again. About eight weeks, Letta answered with her awkward tone. So, how much longer until the child is born? Edward asked, making Marco just look at his father with a furrowed brow, while Helena rolled her eyeszily, seemingly able to predict what her husband would do. I dont know, but it might be born in the 39th/40th week, Letta answered. That means its still a long way off, Edward said, making Letta nod her head. Exactly. You must take care of yourself. Dont let anything happen to you and your baby. If that happens, tell me immediately. You know your father-inws number, right? Edward asked, disying a friendly smile, leaving Letta stunned. Helena suddenly reprimanded him, What are you doing? Why are you behaving like that? Whats wrong? Isnt it normal for me to worry about my grandchild and my own daughter-inw? Come on, dear, open your heart and just ept that soon you will be a grandmother, Edward said while embracing Helena. Letta just watched, stunned, observing the change in the atmosphere before her. The previously chilly and ominous aura now transformed into warmth and affection between them. Letta unconsciously tugged at the corner of her lips, feeling touched. Marcos parents werent as bad as she had thought, except maybe his mother, who still looked at her with a scornful gaze. Stop talking about things like this. Look over there, Helena said, finally making Marco look back. Letta saw a woman she recognized as her husbands fiancee. Are they still in a rtionship until now, Letta wondered, gazing at Marco, who was focused on Arabe. Hi, aunt, Arabe greeted Helena and Edward warmly, prompting both of them to exchange greetings. Letta noticed the middle-aged couple who seemed to be Arabes parents, chatting intimately with Marcos parents. Arabes father even pulled Marco in for a hug. Letta was stunned, observing the closeness of the two families. Theyughed happily as if it were Marco and Arabes wedding day, while she remained a distant observer. She was forgotten, standing alone, watching their intimacy. Someone noticed Lettas silence, Arabe, who looked at her with a condescending gaze. Come on, you make me feel so guilty for leaving the bride alone behind us, Arabe said, finally drawing the attention of the others to Letta. Arabe approached and embraced Letta. Congrattions on your marriage to Marco. You must be very happy, Arabe said so close to Lettas face, leaving Letta speechless. Why dont you ept my congrattions? Arabe asked again, making Letta shake her head.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Thank you, Letta said, making Arabe smile broadly. They looked towards the people in front of them, who seemed to be looking at Letta with disdain. Although Letta had received a warm greeting from Edward earlier, she couldntpare to Arabe. How are you feeling? Youre okay, right? Im just too worried because youre still too young to carry a child. Im afraid you might not be mentally prepared yet. But seeing you now, it seems youre fine, Arabe said, making Letta look back at her. Apparently, Marco had already told everything to his fiancee, Letta thought. Dont be so shocked like that, Marco always tells me everything. Didnt you know beforehand that I am your husbands fiancee? Arabe retorted. As people started conversing with each other, only Arabe and Letta were currently locked in their gaze, as if this was merely a conversation between the two of them. Your innocent face really does hide something much more dreadful than I had imagined, Arabe remarked, causing Letta to furrow her brows. As Arabe shifted her tone, even her once friendly smiling face now appearedpletely different from what she had disyed before. With hardened jawlines and sharp eyes that implied she could really annihte anything in front of her. Right now, Arabe gazed at Letta with such a look, leaving Letta speechless. It turns out an ordinary employee like you has an extraordinary n. You have a n that could make me apud while standing. I never expected that the story in a romantic novel would truly happen to me. An employee eyeing her own boss, even selling her dignity. I am truly impressed by you, Arabe said, making Letta widen her eyes. How could Arabe interpret it like that, even though she might have heard the story from Marco and it wasnt like that at all? What do you mean? Letta asked. Well, I have already figured out your wicked intentions. I also know all about your life. You are a child abandoned by your own parents and taken care of by your family who even now are expelling you, arent they? Thats probably why you got caught up in living expenses or whatever it is, or maybe the strong desire for a luxurious life. Thats why you executed your n and sold yourself to Marco. And it seems your wicked n has truly reaped fortune because you immediately got pregnant with his child. Dont you know that the Jovanka family, their own flesh and blood, also cannot be disregarded, and luck favored you so that you could marry Marco? Arabe said, truly leaving Letta stunned with the spections in her mind. fake marriage Arabe then patted Lettas shoulder before returning to her friendly demeanor as Marco approached them. Getting along well, I see? Marco said, prompting Arabe to straighten up and draw closer to him. With ease, Arabe wrapped her arm around Marcos, and he didnt mind at all. Of course, I have to get close to her. Isnt that a good thing? Arabe said, smiling sweetly at Marco, who then extended his hand. He stroked Arabes cheek, causing Letta to nce at those around them. People were still busy with the party, but Letta was sure someone among them must know about their current situation. Watching her husband being affectionate with his own fiancee, Letta couldnt help but ponder. What was really happening to her now? Was this really a contractual marriage that allowed Marco to keep his fiancee? What about her own fate and that of her future child, making Letta blink rapidly. Somehow, just imagining her childs fate made Letta feel suffocated. Even her face started to pale, sweat dampening her temples as something terrible might happen to her unborn child. Sorry, I need to go to the restroom for a moment, Letta said hesitantly, interrupting the conversation between Marco and Arabe. Are you alright? Marco asked, but Letta didnt respond at all. She just turned around, lifted her dress slightly, and swiftly made her way into therge house she upied, leaving Marco gazing worriedly at her small back, not unnoticed by Arabe. Why? asked Arabe. Its nothing, I just saw her looking a bit pale, Marco said, causing Arabe to shrug. Maybe shes just a bit tired, you know, considering youve both been standing for a while, Arabe said, making Marco realize Letta hadnt eaten anything. Marco eventually called Desi over. Letta just went in and said shell go to the toilet. Make sure she eats something before she returns to the garden, Marco said, prompting Desi to nod before going after Letta. You seem to care about her? Arabe asked. Of course, its for the sake of the child shes carrying, isnt it? And thats not too much to ask, Marco said. He then returned to conversing and approaching their family members who were still talking to each other. Meanwhile, Letta, for some reason, found it hard to breathe. She looked at therge mirror in the bathroom, seeing her own reflection looking terribly pale. Why hadnt Letta realized her situation now? Didnt Marco n all of this meticulously? If Arabe hadnt reproached her earlier, perhaps Letta wouldnt have known that the fake marriage she was enduring would have dire consequences for the child she carried. For some reason, her breath became even heavier, and Letta couldnt bear the weight on her body any longer. Letta gripped the nearby sink until a knock made her look towards the bathroom door not far from her. Madam, are you in there? someone asked from the other side, letting Letta know it was Desi. Letta quickly turned on the tap, causing the sound of water to ripple through the room. Ill wait outside, Desi said, seeming to understand that Letta was inside. Letta could only hold back her sobs. For some reason, even though their marriage had just taken ce a few hours ago, Letta was already enduring this pain. Had Marco nned to confine her in this grand pce all along? Was it intentional, not just for the safety of the fetus and herself, but part of his n from the beginning? Would Marco eventually snatch this baby from her too, Letta wondered, until she could only sit on the cold floor. The gown she had been wearing only made Letta feel even more suffocated. She released the hairpin from her hair, and let the essories she was wearingy scattered on the floor. Letta berated herself. How could she be so foolish as to ept anything Marco gave her? Letta thought she could still ept Marcos kindness because she was the mother of his child, but it turned out Marco wasnt as good as Letta had thought. Eventually, another knock sounded as Desi called Letta again. Madam, are you still inside? Do you need my help? Desi asked, making Letta roughly wipe her tears away.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Ill be out in a few minutes, Letta said, trying to steady her voice. Letta then stood up with some difficulty before finally stepping out of the bathroom, leaving her essories scattered on the bathroom floor. When the bathroom door opened, Desi was slightly taken aback by Lettas deteriorating condition. What happened? Did you fall or are you feeling unwell? Desi asked, noticing Lettas disheveled appearance. Lettas hair was now disheveled as usual, and her dress looked slightly damp at the hem. Letta had even taken off her shoes, leaving them behind in the bathroom. Tell them that I want to rest in my room. They can finish the party themselves. Besides, the main event is over, Letta said, as Desi was about to reply, but Letta left without waiting. Letta swiftly made her way to the main hall before heading to the second floor where her room was located. Desi immediately rushed into the bathroom, picking up Lettas shoes and some of her belongings. Looking at Letta now on the second floor, Desi was sure something had happened to her, prompting her to quickly move and inform Marco about everything. Desi returned to the garden and noticed Marco engrossed in conversation with other family members, who seemed to acknowledge Desis arrival. How is it, have you taken care of Letta? Marco asked, to which Desi nodded. So, where is she? they asked again. Madam mentioned that she was a bit tired and chose to rest in her room. She also said that you dont need to rush back inside. You can enjoy the party, Desi said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Are you sure shes okay? Marco asked, to which Desi nodded again. Alright, then let her rest, but make sure shes doing well. I dont want anything bad to happen to her, you know, given her recent frail condition, Marco said, prompting Desi to nod. Desi then decided to head back inside the house. Deliberately, Desi chose not to disclose what had happened to Letta, not wanting to exacerbate their situation. Desi was starting to grasp their current situation and didnt want Letta to be further distressed by her current state. Desi looked towards the second floor and decided to fetch some food for Letta, sensing that Letta might need something to fill her stomach. she go missing? Desi immediately extended her hand and knocked on Lettas bedroom door, followed by a servant carrying a tray of food for Letta. Madam, are you in there? Ive brought your meal, Desi said. Silence ensued for a moment before Desi knocked on the door again. Still, Letta didnt respond at all, prompting Desi to try to nce at the servant beside her before slowly pushing the door open. Desi peered into the spacious room, but what felt odd was that she didnt sense anyone inside. Desi entered further, and indeed, Letta was not in the room. Desi looked around. Perhaps Madam is in the bathroom, another servant suggested. Desi attempted to check the bathroom, but it too was empty. The dressing room was also devoid of Letta. Desi began to feel that something was amiss, her face disying a sense of panic. Summon the other servants and search the area around the house. If you dont find her within ten minutes, report back to me immediately, Desi said, causing the other servant to swiftly inform the rest. Desi herself would search around the house before reporting to Marco. The panicked household staff searched every corner of the vast mansion. After ten minutes, they regrouped in the main hall to meet Desi. We couldnt find Madam in the library, the back room, the living room, or any other room, one of the leading servants in the search reported, causing Desi to start feeling anxious. Are you sure youve checked thoroughly? Desi asked, to which the servant nodded. Having no other option, Desi chose to inform Marco. She returned to the garden where the wedding party was being held, and she saw Marco engrossed in conversation with some other guests who seemed to be enjoying the party atmosphere. Sir, I apologize for interrupting your conversation, Desi whispered, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Whats going on? Cant you see Im in the middle of something? Marco said. Im sorry, sir, but this is urgent, Desi replied, making Marco sigh in frustration. Enjoy the party again. I have important business to attend to, Marco said, leaving the two peers before following Desis lead to a secluded corner of the garden. Whats wrong? Marco asked, noticing the panicked expression on Desis face. I apologize, sir. Im truly sorry. It might be due to my carelessness, Desi said, lowering her gaze. Just get to the point, Desi. I dont have much time; there are still many guests I havent greeted, Marco said.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Madam Letta is missing, sir, Desi said, causing Marco to furrow his brow even more. What do you mean? Marco asked, making sure, to which Desi nodded. How could she go missing? Didnt I instruct you earlier to keep an eye on her and attend to her needs? Marco said. I apologize once again, sir. When I left Madam to prepare her meal, upon returning to the room, she was nowhere to be found. I searched for her immediately, but she was nowhere to be seen. If she truly left the premises, she couldnt have gone too far from the vicinity, Desi said, recalling that Marcosrge mansion was quite isted from the other buildings in the area. If Letta had walked to the main road, it would have taken her quite a long time. Well, what are you waiting for? Quickly instruct the others to search for Letta, Marco said, causing Desi to nod before hastily instructing several servants and the estate guards to search for Letta. Marco couldnt fathom what might be going through her mind for her to have the ludicrous idea of running away from the house. He rubbed his face roughly, not escaping the notice of Arabe, who promptly approached him. Whats wrong? Is there a problem? Arabe asked, to which Marco let out a long sigh. Well, a little problem, Marco said, allowing Arabe to extend her hand and gently rub his arm. Letta has fled from this house. I dont know why she had that ludicrous idea on her wedding day. If she wanted to escape, she could have done it long ago, right from the first day I brought her here, Marco said, feeling a bit puzzled. Meanwhile, Arabe, somehow, seemed to understand the reason behind Lettas departure from Marcos house. Arabe merely pursed her lips, barely noticeable to Marco. It seems shes not that foolish after all, Arabe mumbled under her breath. Did you say something? Marco asked, causing Arabe to shake her head. No, youd better instruct your servants and men to search for Letta. You wouldnt want anything to happen to that woman, especially with the baby shes carrying, Arabe said, prompting Marco to nod. Yes, Ive instructed Pedro to handle everything. I hope she hasnt gone too far, Marco said, making Arabe nod. Arabe then chose to lead Marco to converse with the other guests. However, for some reason, Marco was truly not focused on what he was doing at that moment. Marco eventually approached Arabe. Ill leave you to chat with the other guests. Ill be out for a moment, Marco said without waiting for Arabes response, as he left abruptly. He headed inside the house, asking the guards to give him his car keys. After receiving the keys, he walked towards the garage and sped off in his sports car from the luxurious mansion he currently resided in. Even the guards Marco instructed to search for Letta had yet to return. Could Letta really have gone far from the vicinity of the house, Marco wondered. If so, it would be slightly challenging to find her. She certainly wasnt foolish enough to hide in in sight. What intrigued Marco was the reason Letta left the house on her wedding day. There must be something that prompted her to flee, Marco spected. She had to save herself An hour earlier, Letta immediately shut the door of her room with a panicked expression. After that, she began searching for her phone. Letta didnt know what to do at this moment. A while ago, she had heard Arabes words, which seemed to open up her mind. With sweat dampening her temples and hands trembling, Letta didnt know whom to contact, as there was currently no one she could rely on. Eventually, Letta fell silent beside the bed. The only way she had was to leave that house. She had to save herself and her child. Although Letta didnt know what the future held, she might be alright, but it could also go terribly wrong, as Arabe had suggested. Moreover, seeing how the two families seemed to be orchestrating everything and epting Letta easily, it was something Letta found hard to digest. Letta then decided on one course of action, which was to leave the house. It seemed like the right choice for her at that moment. Letta gazed at therge mirror in front of her, her wedding gown still clinging to her body, prompting Letta to remove it first. Letta tried to reach for the end of the gown, but for some reason, it was a little challenging, leaving her with little time before perhaps the servant woulde back to check on her. Letta needed to leave as quickly as possible.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Slowly, Letta reached out her hand to open her bedroom door, observing several servants passing by in front of her room. Letta had to seize the moment when the servants were distracted and not paying attention to her. Unfortunately, her bridal attire was too conspicuous, so Letta had to be a bit cautious. A few minutester, the corridor seemed deserted. Letta emerged and descended the stairs, then hid against the wall as she noticed another servant carrying some bottles of drinks towards the garden where the event was being held. Letta stood still, trying to control her increasingly unstable breath. Fortunately, the event was taking ce in the backyard, making the front area of the house appear somewhat empty. However, Letta couldnt take that path either, as there were several guards stationed there. Lettas only option was to use the side door where the staff typically entered the house. There, no employees were resting or lingering, and luck seemed to be on her side. The area appeared empty, prompting Letta to hasten towards the door. However, for some reason, her floor-length gown got snagged on the edge of a table, causing some bottles to fall and spill onto her white dress, leaving bright red stains that made Letta curse her carelessness. Letta didnt have much time to clean up the bottles. She had to hurry away before the servants found her. Letta swiftly opened the door and found herself right by the side of the house, next to a tall hedge. This prompted Letta to quickly search for adder to help her escape the premises. Letta spotted a bench that could potentially serve as a foothold. With some difficulty and a few scratches, Letta eventually managed to climb over the tall fence and leave the estate area. Letta first regted her breath upon hearing people chatting right behind her. Luckily, she had hidden behind the wall before the servants found her. Letta then started running, dragging her stained white gown along. She didnt know how long she would have to run to leave the area, which indeed didnt have many buildings. Marco had truly constructed the house in a secluded area, with only a few trees and a vast garden on either side. Letta wasnt sure whom she might encounter, as her conspicuous attire asionally necessitated hiding whenever a car passed by the road. Her breath became increasinglybored, and her feet started to ache as she wasnt wearing any footwear, causing her steps to be increasingly erratic. However, Letta paid it no mind. Her focus was to reach the main road so she could hail a vehicle. Letta didnt think about what she was carrying at the moment, even if it was just a phone in her hand. However, she was certain that she could break free from Marcos clutches. For some reason, as she ran with what little strength remained, tears began to well up in her eyes. Letta never expected to be deceived like this. She cursed herself for believing everyone would treat her kindly. But after hearing Arabes words, it turned out there were selfish individuals who were willing to sacrifice others to fulfill their desires, including possibly Marco. Letta could only caress her still-t stomach. How could she find happiness for herself and her child when it seemed to be at the expense of someone like Marco? Letta abruptly halted her fast pace upon hearing the sound of a car approaching from behind. She quickly concealed herself behind a tree by the roadside. Subsequently, Letta could hear several cars passing by. However, when she peeked, she noticed it was the uniformed guards from Marcos house. That meant her departure had been discovered, prompting Letta to be a bit more cautious. Letta surveyed her surroundings. It was possible that the guards might return if they couldnt find her, but the next moment, she shook her head. Marco wouldnt allow the guards to return before finding her. Letta resumed running, even though she wasnt far from the main road. Despite the gown hindering her steps and the sweat drenching her body, Letta didnt care. Her only concern now was how to make it to the road without being detected by Marco. As Letta attempted to catch her breath, suddenly a loud honk resounded from behind. Letta turned and widened her eyes. Recognizing the very familiar car, it was Marcos vehicle. Without further thought, Letta started running again, aware that her pace would undoubtedly be no match for the speed of Marcos car. With all her strength, Letta disregarded her already injured feet. When Letta saw the intersection leading to the main road, she ran with all her might. She also heard Marcos car drawing closer, and the next moment, Letta didnt know when her vision suddenly darkened as something swiftly and forcefully collided with her side. we couldn’t save Marco immediately mmed on the brakes of his car, his eyes widening as he was taken aback by the shocking scene ahead. Lettas bodyy sprawled on the hard asphalt, causing Marco to freeze before quickly rushing out of the car with several passing guards. They were startled to see Letta lying there, her white dress now soaked in blood. Marco ran towards Letta, trying to embrace her while calling out her name with a panicked expression. However, Letta didnt respond, even as Marco attempted to wake her. Seeing Lettas blood-stained hands, Marco red angrily at the guards around him. He ordered them to prepare the car immediately. For anythings sake, hurry! If anything happens to Letta or her unborn baby, I will destroy all of you! Marco yelled at the guards, who then helped open the car door. He ced Letta in the car and sat, embracing her, feeling her cold and sweaty body. Step on the gas! Dont be slow! If any of that happens, I will kill all of you! Marco shouted at the car driver. The car finally stopped in front of the nearest hospital. Marco took Letta inside and handed her over to the nurses. Please, take care of her! Call the best doctor to save her and the baby! Marco said in a panicked tone, as people continued to watch the surroundings. This incident felt so familiar to Marco, recalling the moments when he took Letta to the hospital a few weeks ago due to stomach cramps. However, this time, Marcos anxiety and worry were much greater. Even now, his body trembled and his heart pounded, disturbed by the smell of blood that stained his suit and hands. Marco ran after Letta as she was wheeled into the emergency room, insisting on apanying her, but was held back by the nurses. Sorry, I cant. You have to wait outside for the safety of your wifes life so that we can also handle it quickly, the doctor said, causing Marco to sigh in annoyance. Marco had no choice but to wait in the waiting room with an anxious feeling. He then nced at some guards who had apanied Letta to the hospital. I want you to destroy the car that just hit that woman, and also who was driving it? Marco asked, making one of the guards, who looked pale, approach. It was me, sir, the guard said.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. From now on, dont show your face in front of me again, Marco said coldly, but threateningly, causing the guard to not even be able to return the sharp gaze of his employer. He immediately left, and some guards immediately carried out Marcos orders to get rid of the car they had been driving earlier. Marco didnt know how long he had been waiting in the waiting room. He didnt even fix his appearance, didnt wash the blood that was sticking to his hands and his suit. Until finally, someones voice made Marco turn towards them. Helena and Edward were seen walking towards him. What actually happened to her? Helena asked with a panicked expression, looking at Marco. Then whose blood is this? Helena asked again. Shes inside. We have to wait. How is she doing? Marco said without much more talk, making Helena want to speak up again, but Edward stopped her, shaking his head. Edward seemed to know the current condition of his son. Although Edward knew what n Marco would do to Letta, of course, who wouldnt be worried when something happened to the mother and the promise. Alright, Mom, lets let Marco calm down first, said Edward, finally prompting Helena to choose to sit right next to Marco. They remained silent for a while. Edward and Helena tried to apany their son for a while before they had to leave for the unfinished party they had to take care of, which eventually prevented them from staying with Marco any longer, until finally the doctor came out of the room wearing their typical attire, causing Marco to immediately walk towards them. How is it? What happened? Are they okay? Marco asked. Are you her husband? the doctor asked, to which Marco nodded. Her condition is very weak, and she has lost a lot of blood. Its a very dire condition. I dont mean to scare you, but we have tried our best to give our patients the best care. But, Im sorry, we couldnt fight against fate, the doctor said, causing Marco to look at them with a questioning gaze. Can you just get to the point? Marco said, not wanting any more beating around the bush. Your wife is safe, although her condition is still critical, but we couldnt save the fetus inside her. The condition was too weak, especially considering that her pregnancy needed to be monitored. The impact on her abdomen and the resulting bleeding made it impossible for us to do anything more, the doctor said, leaving Marco feeling like he had been struck by lightning. He couldnt even do anything. His ears were ringing, and his heartbeat was pounding, making his chest feel tight. I can pay any amount, but please bring the baby back. I want the baby toe back to life, Marco said, causing the doctor to fall silent, observing Marcos expression. This isnt about money. This is truly beyond our capability, so forgive us. And may you and your family have the strength to ept it, the doctor said before leaving Marco alone. Marco then roughly wiped his face, trying to normalize his heavy breathing. The doctor was just joking, right? Its impossible for my flesh and blood to be that weak. They must be holding on, Marco murmured, as if convincing himself that everything was fine, that the doctor was just spouting nonsense. I havent even introduced myself as his father yet. How could he just go like that? Marco said, turning back to the room where Letta was being treated. You’ve made a big mistake Letta slowly began to blink her eyes. For some reason, her whole body felt extremely sore. Even her head was pulsating heavily, causing Letta to grimace as she reached out, massaging her temples. However, her movement stopped when she felt something unfamiliar attached to her wrist. It made Letta finally begin to blink, focusing her gaze. First thing she saw was the white-toned ceiling of the room, with a very familiar scent in the air. Letta knew this scent well, mixed with another one, both of which were very familiar to her. Letta nced at her wrist adorned with several infusion tubes, causing her eyes to widen. Her mind immediately drifted to thest moment she remembered. Letta distinctly recalled attempting to escape from Marcos grand house. She tried to piece together these fragments of memory, and thest one made Letta freeze. She realized that at that moment, she felt her body collide with a swiftly moving car, and after that, Letta didnt remember what happened to her. This time, Letta realized she was in the hospital, until a heavy voice interrupted her thoughts. Are you awake? someone not far from Letta asked, causing her to turn and look at Marco, sitting and staring at her with a sharp gaze and a cold aura enveloping him. Letta didnt even know how to respond. You really made a huge mistake, Letta, Marco said again, making it even hard for Letta to swallow her own saliva. You know, with your foolishness, you have altered your own future, Marco said again. For some reason, his aura felt even darker, making Letta realize something. Marco must be angry because on their wedding day, Letta tried to run away, but Letta never expected Marco to be that furious. I just didnt want to be fooled by you, Letta whispered, sounding like a murmur. Who deceived you, Letta? Wasnt I intending to marry you and not abandon you just like that? Marco said, making Letta fall silent. At first, I also thought that way, but then I really felt that I was deceived by you. You married me just because you wanted this child, right? And you will forever separate me from him. You will dump me and take over this child. Foolishly, I only realized it after we were officially married, Letta said, making Marco stare at her even more intensely. And youve ruined everything, Marco said, causing Letta to furrow her brow. What do you mean? Letta asked. Youve destroyed all my ns. From the start, you ruined my good intentions, and you shattered the Marco who was initiallypassionate towards a woman carrying my future child, Marco said, making Letta go silent. Letta began to digest Marcos words. What did he mean, until her memory focused on the fetus she was carrying, causing Letta to immediately touch her stomach. How is the condition of my baby? Letta asked with her heart pounding rapidly. For some reason, merely asking made Letta feel afraid. Whom are you asking about, your baby? Marco asked, making Letta try to reassure herself that everything would be alright. Im telling you, youve ruined everything. Both my life and your future, including the baby who hasnt even had a chance to be born into this world, Marco said, somehow making Letta feel her body tremble even more intensely. Letta didnt want to ept the reality she was currently contemting. Say that hes alright, right? Hes still in my womb and doing well, isnt he? Letta asked with a heightened tone, making Marco rise from his seat. Its all because of your carelessness and foolishness. Because of your selfishness, thinking only of yourself, you have killed your own child, or killed the fetus that hasnt even been born into this world. I havent even had a chance to greet him, and youve extinguished him, Marco said, at that moment making Letta feel as if she had been struck by lightning. Her heart truly felt very painful, even trembling intensely. Youre ying me, arent you? You want to retaliate because I wanted to leave that house. Summon the doctor, Ill ask the doctor directly, Letta said, making Marco finally reach out and grip Lettas shoulders quite firmly. How could I be spouting nonsense about the departure of my own future child? Youve made a big mistake, Letta, and I cant just let you go after youve extinguished him, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Letta could feel the anger from Marco clearly evident in his eyes, which were starting to blur due to the puddle of tears now beginning to moisten his face.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Your tears are useless now. You need them for your life ahead, because I wont make your life any easier than you made it for my child, Marco said, then left Letta alone. Letta couldnt even process what was currently happening to her. Letta hoped this was all just a dream, but when a bolt of lightning struck outside with heavy rain pouring down, it made her realize that this was not just a bad dream. This was a bitter reality that might make Letta unable to forgive herself. Letta should have stayed in that house. Whatever happened, she would have stayed with her child, as long as she was near Marco. Letta should have thought about what she should do after the child was truly born into this world. Instead, she made her life vanish even before they heard its heartbeat, before Letta felt any movement in her womb. Letta could only cry over this bitterness, her body trembling with sobs that were now muffled by the sound of the heavy rain outside, making Letta just numb her hearing, as if she wanted to scream as loud as possible. How could she have killed the fetus she was carrying? Letta agreed with Marcos words ming herself. She shouldnt have been thinking about herself and instead made the biggest mistake she had ever made. For some reason, her suffering became even moreplete after everyone started distancing themselves from her. Now, the only thing that gave her the strength to live vanished from this world, and it was because of her own carelessness, making Letta even unable to bear it. It was all too much for Letta, until finally she gazed at a gleam not far from her. Letta tried to remove the infusion tube still attached to her hand, got up from her bed, and then walked to the side cab where there were fruits with a peeler. Letta didnt need to think any longer. What was the point of enduring this heavy burden of life, just to taste the bitterness? Letta truly couldnt bear it, until finally she could only close her eyes as she made a cut on her wrist. to harm herself Marco rubbed his face roughly as he looked at the raindrops now soaking his surroundings. Not to mention the lightning strikes, making Marco feel as if the world was crying along with his misfortune. For some reason, Marco could still feel the weight pressing on his chest. It truly felt painful, but Marco didnt know how to remedy it. Marco truly had hoped to have a child. Although it wasnt nned at first, when Marco knew that a woman was carrying his flesh and blood, there was a glimmer of light that adorned his heart. A happiness that still didnt feel real began to be felt by Marco every day, and this time that light was suddenly swallowed by darkness, making Marco feel suffocated. Marco didnt even stop cursing himself. Why had he been so careless and couldnt protect his own future child, even when he had everything: power, wealth, and also the throne? But just to protect something he didnt yet have, he couldnt do it. It kept making Marco me himself, and his anger seemed unheble before he truly punished a woman who yed a significant role in the pain he was now feeling. Eventually, Marco tried to re-enter the hospital area. However, his steps slowed when he noticed several nurses and doctors running towards the corridor where Letta was. Marco became more certain when the doctors and nurses entered the room where Letta was being treated, making Marco quicken his pace, only to halt at the threshold when he saw pools of blood scattered on the floor. Nurses and doctors were attending to Letta, who was lying on the bed with a cut on her wrist, making Marco begin to process what was actually happening. What did she do? Marco asked, trying to approach one of the nurses. Sorry, can you wait outside? Were dealing with it, we hope everything will be okay, the nurse said, trying to push Marco out. However, Marco pushed back roughly. Im asking, what did she do? Marco yelled, making the doctors and nurses attending to Letta look at him with a slight surprise. The patient tried to harm herself, and we are trying to save her. So we ask for your cooperation. You can wait outside, the doctor said, making Marco truly taken aback. Marco didnt even resist when the nurse tried to push him out. Marco could see from therge window that separated the room and the hospital corridor where Letta didnt move at all, with a pale face and blue lips. Not to mention the bloodstains soaking her clothes and hands, making Marco feel as if he was pped by the reality that the woman in front of him truly wanted to end all her suffering in an easy way. It made Marco, for some reason, feel even more disgusted with Letta. She wanted to go and join their unborn child and leave her suffering for Marco alone, making Marco shake his head. His intention to keep Letta in his grip only grew stronger. Marco truly wouldnt be able to forgive Letta, even if she redeemed herself in any way. That was what Marco was thinking about at the moment, when anger overtook him. One of the nurses ran out, causing Marco to stop her immediately. By any means, save her life. I dont want her to die easily. I want her to live to bear all that she has done, Marco said, making the nurse pause. The nurse seemed not to understand what Marco wanted, before she chose to leave Marco as she had to fetch some urgent equipment. Eventually, after about an hour, doctors and nurses treated Letta. Finally, Marco felt a little relieved when Letta was saved, even though she had deep wounds and was severelycking in blood, and her condition was very weak. At least Letta was still breathing. Marco re-entered the room, where Letta was now lying weakly. Not only that, the apparatus attached to Lettas body had increased, and her condition was deteriorating. Marco gazed closely at Lettas face, then reached out and caressed her cheek. A cold sensation immediately touched Marcos skin as it came into contact with Lettas. I wont let you slip from my grasp easily. I will make you pay for all the suffering youve inflicted on me. You will pay for erasing my unborn child, Marco said with a threatening tone and a cold aura now enveloping him. Marco seemed to promise himself that no matter what, he would ensure Letta would never be able to escape his grip. Marco then shifted his gaze to the nightstand, where there was a phone with a visibly cracked screen. Marco picked it up and checked its contents. There werent many messages stored in the phone, as if no one cared about her well-being. This made Marco look back at Letta. Did she truly not have anyone she could rely on in her life?All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. After that, Marco looked back at his phone screen. He switched to the files stored in the phone. There were ordinary pictures of Letta that he had taken, and Marcos hand paused when the phone disyed a photo of Letta and a man he had previously met. Of course, it was her ex-boyfriend whom Marco remembered as Abian. And it wasnt just one photo, it turned out that Letta had stored more photos of her ex-boyfriend than of herself. This made Marco, for some reason, feel even more hurt, the wounds that Letta had inflicted seeming to be more painful. Eventually, Marco chose to delete all files rted to other people, whether it was Abian or others. Marco only left a photo of Letta alone in the phone. Not only that, Marco deleted all the contacts stored in the phone, leaving only his own phone number. It was as if a sign that Marco only allowed Letta tomunicate with himself, and it was as if Marco didnt allow Letta to have any connection with the outside world. His world would now only revolve around himself. Eventually, Marco tried to put the phone back, leaving Letta still unconscious in the cold room. Even the sound of footsteps in the hospital corridor sounded very loud, as if it were a sign that the threat Marco gave to Letta had begun. Welcome back Letta slowly stepped out of the hospital after spending a week in the medicine-scented room. Even though Desi had gotten permission from the doctor for Letta to go home, she still felt weak and devoid of any zest for life. Somehow, after the incident, Letta seemed to have lost interest in living. Her efforts to disappear from this world felt challenging, as if God wouldnt allow her to leave peacefully and was punishing her for her mistakes. Since then, Letta had be quiet and seemingly indifferent to her life and herself. She felt like a statue forced to live. Upon stepping out of the hospital, Letta saw Marcos private car waiting for her. There were even two other cars with guards ready to escort her home. This made Letta certain that Marco wouldnt give her a chance to escape from the mistakes she had made. Desi invited Letta to get into the luxurious car, but Letta felt as if the air she was inhaling wasnt her priority. Even if she lost the ability to breathe, Letta felt that might be better for her. Letta stared out the window, but the view outside no longer excited her. Life outside seemed like something she didnt desire at the moment. Eventually, the car stopped in front of the grand house that marked the beginning of everything. The house would be Lettas living space, but also a prison for her. With a vacant stare, Letta got out of the car and saw Marco waiting for her at the door with a sharp and haughty gaze. Wee back, Letta, Marco said, making the other servants bow to wee Lettas arrival. You can see how many guards Ive added just to protect you from now on, so never think of doing something foolish like you did before, Marco whispered to Letta, right by her ear. As if Letta had to remember his words. Marco then stepped back, observing Lettas still very pale face. Was it because she had juste out of the hospital, Marco wondered. But what made Marco pause a bit was the womans gaze that seemed to disregard his presence. Youre listening to my threat, arent you? Or you could say its a warning for you, Marco said, making Letta finally look into the mans eyes in front of her, but with a different feeling.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. Ill go in now, Letta replied as if ignoring Marcos words. Letta ignored Marcos presence and walked past him, followed by Desi carrying her belongings. Desi, dont forget her room is no longer on the second floor, Marco said, stopping Letta and Desi in their tracks. Yes, Sir, Desi said, as if she was already prepared for all of Marcos previous instructions. Letta then waited for Desi to walk ahead, as it seemed Marco had changed all his ns from the beginning. If initially, when she first arrived at the house, Marco had prepared all the luxury for her, it seemed different this time. Eventually, Desi stopped in a room at the end of the first floor. The room seemed isted from the other rooms and spaces. When Desi opened the door, there was only a small bed, a small wardrobe, and a bathroom of the same size, leaving Letta speechless. Somehow, she didnt feel too surprised by the situation. After all, she was already used to hardship when she lived with her aunt and cousins. So when Marco gave her this small room, it didnt feel like torture to Letta. It seems you no longer deserve to call me Mrs. Desi, and perhaps your room is even bigger than this one, Letta said. After that, she simply passed by the silent Desi. For some reason, she felt a little sorry for Lettas situation. Desi didnt know what other orders would be given to her, so she could only sigh deeply. She was just a servant who would follow her masters orders. Letta then walked towards a small square-shaped window. While her room on the second floor disyed a spacious garden with a swimming pool, this one only had a backyard with lush trees that blocked the sunlight entering the room. It made the room feel damp and cold. Even the room was adorned with dark brown paint, adding to the bleakness of the small room upied by Letta. Letta gazed nkly ahead, focusing on a tree among the others. While the other trees had lush foliage, blocking the sunlight, there was onerge tree with dry leaves. Was it shedding or had it already died, Letta wondered. However, it still stood firmly among the other trees, making Letta ponder if she was simr to it. Even though she was still breathing, she felt like that tree, nearly dead among the other trees. Until Lettas reverie was interrupted as the small door opened, producing a sound that seemed like the door might fall off due to the rooms neglect. This allowed Letta to inhale the familiar scent that made her not need to turn around to recognize who was currently behind her. How about my wee? Are you pleased? Marco asked right behind Letta, as if Letta didnt pay him any attention. Marco reached out and pulled Lettas shoulder forcefully, finally making Letta turn around and face Marco directly, who was now staring at her with his sharp gaze. Letta could once again see the anger emanating from his eyes. Too early to cry They fell silent, staring at each other. Marco looked at her with a scornful gaze, while Letta returned Marcos gaze as if she didnt care about what Marco was going to do. Until finally, Marco reached out and gripped Lettas shoulder tightly, causing Letta to grimace slightly, but she managed to regain herposure. Do you think after what youve done, you can live peacefully alone? Marco said, his voice full of threat, leaving Letta speechless. Quick, answer me! Marco eximed again, yelling right in Lettas face. How can I live peacefully after losing everything? Do you think I want to live like this? Havent you known that living my own life feels difficult right now? Lettas voice sounded like a whisper in Marcos ear, making Marco feel even more angry for some reason. Thats why, dont you dare try to end your own life. You have to punish yourself by living like this. At least its to address your sins against my unborn child that you wiped out. Do you think I will let you die so easily? Marco said. Somehow, those words made Letta widen her eyes. Letta didnt expect that Marco would be so angry and would threaten her so cruelly. Letta thought his anger might only extend to depriving her of luxuries, but that was just a small part of what Marco might be thinking right now.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Do you think you can escape my grip after youve taken away my unborn child? You will pay more than I have lost, Marco said again. This made Letta want to respond, but Marco instead grabbed Lettas wrist. What are you doing? Letta asked, trying to release herself from Marcos grip. However, it seemed futile as Marco continued to pull her along quickly. Even Letta found it difficult to match her steps with Marcos. Marco ignored the gaze of some servants working around the house. As he dragged Letta upstairs, Letta even stumbled several times due to her steps not matching Marcos, not to mention Marcos increasingly tight grip on her wrist, making Letta grimace. Let let go, youre hurting me, Letta said again, but Marco remained unmoved. Finally, Marco passed the room he had previously upied. He took Letta to another room where the scent was very dominant, making Letta realize that it was Marcos private room. The next second, Letta widened her eyes as Marco pushed her forcefully, causing her to fall directly onto the bed in front of her. Letta immediately turned around, looking at Marco, who was now starting to remove the suit he had previously worn, making Letta start to feel wary. What are you going to do? Letta asked with panic in her voice as Marco began to approach after throwing his jacket aside. Marco started loosening his tie, and after that, he swiftly moved. He pulled Lettas shoulder, flipped her over, and now Letta found herself under Marcos grasp. Dont ever try anything. Ive told you that my threats are never to be taken lightly. You are in my grip, and I will never let you go, until yourst breath. You will feel how the sins will be redeemed to me, Marco said again, making Letta try to struggle, pushing Marco who now gripped both of her arms. Dont do this. What are you doing? At least confine me in this house. You dont have to order me to be a servant in this house, or whatever it is, but please, let me go, Letta said, making Marco immediately look at her with a scornful gaze. A servant? Do you think thats enough? Even a servants status would be higher if I granted it to you, Marco said with his devilish smile, making Letta never expect that the man in front of her had such a devilish face. Letta thought Marco was just an arrogant and cold-heartedpany executive, but it turns out his heart was more terrifying than that. Do you think I want to give you such privileges? Dont even dream about it, Letta, Marco said. The next second, Marco lowered his face, trying to connect his lips with Lettas, but Letta turned her face away. Letta continued to struggle, until she managed to push Marco slightly with her feet, trying to get him off her body. This only seemed to make Marco even angrier. Marco removed the tie he was wearing, then firmly tied Lettas hands, causing Letta to widen her eyes. Letta didnt know the condition of her wrists after being dragged, then gripped by Marco, and now bound, making her feel the pain in her wrists. But that was nothingpared to the wounds that Marco might inflict on her. Not content with that, Marco tied Lettas hands precisely to the bedpost, leaving Letta only able to struggle with her legs. Never think of defying my will. Right now, you are nothing but a ve who will be my outlet, Letta, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Was this really the same man who had once looked at her with concern and another gaze, now staring at her with anger and hatred? Letta didnt know her fate. It seemed Marco would never joke about his words. Letta remained cautious as Marco tried to unbutton his shirt that wrapped around his athletic body one by one, revealing the muscles that perfectly adhered to his body, and then enclosing Letta beneath him. Marco gripped both sides of Lettas face, making her unable to move at all. Letta widened her eyes as Marco pressed his lips against hers, causing Letta to tightly shut her eyes when Marco kissed her roughly, as if he was venting all his anger on her body. Letta could feel the pain in her lips as Marco forcefully bit her lower lip, pressing it hard, making Letta shed tears. Too early to cry, Letta. You dont even know when your suffering will end, Marco said right beside Lettas face, his warm breath sweeping over her, causing Lettas body to tremble intensely. Crazy plan Letta had no idea how satisfied Marco was ying with her lips. This time, Marco slipped his tongue, entwining it with Lettas, and continued to kiss her forcefully. This made it difficult for Letta to even control her own breath, as Marco didnt allow her to move even a bit. Letta still tried to release her tightly bound wrists, but it seemed that would only make her wrists even more injured. Letta couldnt do anything anymore; it seemed her fate was indeed going to be written by Marco. Satisfied with ying with Lettas lips, Marco began kissing Lettas neck, and his hands began to roam her body. Letta could only tightly shut her eyes, her tears constantly wetting the corners of her eyes. It seemed utterly useless and did not evoke any pity for a Marco who was looking at her. Now, you dont need this fabric, Marco said, and the next moment, Letta widened her eyes. Easily, Marco tore the dress she was wearing with his strong hands, until itpletely came off her body, making Letta whimper as Marco also removed the fabric clinging to her sensitive areas.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You dont need a single thread to cover this body of yours, Marco said, making Letta only look at him with a pleading gaze. Although Letta knew it would be utterly useless, Marco began to move away from Lettas body, noticing how Lettas innocent body was now tied to the bed. This made Marco pull the corner of his lips, disying his devilish smile that sent shivers down Lettas spine. Please, let me go, Letta said, sounding very faint, making Marco look even more satisfied. Keep saying sentences like that. I enjoy hearing them, Marco said. After that, Marco walked towards the jacket he had thrown earlier, taking out the cell phone from inside. I dont know if this is my hobby or just my wild fantasy, but I want to try it, Marco said, still showing his smile, as he aimed his phone at Letta, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course, she realized what Marco was about to do. Smile, Letta. You will look even more beautiful when you smile, Marco said, making Letta shake her head, trying to hold back her tears from continuously wetting her face. I dont even remember the first time we got intimate. That night, I only remember your scent, which always makes me want to savor you again and again. But you know, I restrained myself because I could still think rationally back then. But this time, Im free to do anything to your body. That scent of yours, for some reason, always makes me want to keep doing things like this, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Dont you have Arabe? What if your fiancee finds out? You should be faithful to her, shouldnt you? Letta said, hoping Marco would be drawn back to his senses. However, Marco justughed, still with the phone recording every inch of Lettas body. Do you think she would care about what Im doing? Even though shes my fiancee, my private affair with you is something no one can interfere with, not her or anyone else, Marco said, leaving Letta seemingly without any hope. Marco then removed the fabric clinging to her body one by one, making Letta turn her face away. When Marco stood upright with the same demeanor, he approached again. Look here, Letta, Marco said as he reached out his hand and gripped both sides of her face, forcing her to look at the camera in his hand, recording every moment they might experience tonight. Can you plead with me again? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Plead with me again. I want to hear it again, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head as she felt Marcos grip tightening on both sides of her face. Quickly beg, Marco said angrily, yelling right in front of Letta, making Lettaply with his words. I beg you, let me go, Letta said, her eyes red and teary, making Marco smile with satisfaction, looking at the screen of his phone. You look sweet with this flushed face of yours, Marco said. After that, he approached her face again, reuniting their lips, still recording everything, until Marco ced the phone right on the nightstand, positioning it so that everything that would happen on the bed would be perfectly captured. Marco examined every inch of Lettas body, and his gaze fell on a wound that still looked fresh and was still covered in white bandages, prompting Marco to reach out his hand. Is this wound the only thing you gained from erasing my future child? Marco asked, making Letta look at her abdomen, where the stitched scar was still perfectly concealed. I dont have this wound, but you have inflicted a wound that remains deeply ingrained in me. Compared to your wound, this is nothing, Marco said, pressing slightly on Lettas wound, ignoring the pain Letta disyed. As he began to weigh down on Letta again and resumed tracing every kiss on Lettas neck and shoulders, Letta could only tightly shut her eyes and bite her lower lip as Marco seemed topletely lose control. Letta could already guess what would happen to her when her whole body began to react to what Marco was doing to her, causing Letta to shake her head as she began to sob again. Never show tears when I want to touch your body. I dont like seeing them, Marco said, straightening his body again, looking at Letta, who was trying to hold back her tears. Marco reached out his hand and wiped away the tears. These tears are useless and will not be a reason for you to be free from me, so dont waste them in vain. Who knows, you might need them another day, Marco said, looking cynically at Letta. The next moment, Letta could see Marcos smile returning, causing her to start trying to guess what Marco was actually going to do to her. What crazy n might Marco have to torment her, making Letta feel resigned to the suffering she would experience now and in the future? Couldnt Letta hope? Perhaps there was a glimmer of light that would illuminate her heart and lead her out of this darkness. Never thinking of leaving this house Letta could feel Marco starting to touch every inch of her body, causing her to close her eyes. Especially when Marco yed with her sensitive sides, gripping her tightly, causing the painful tingling sensation that Letta was experiencing. Marcos movements on her body also caused Lettas wound, which had not yet dried, to bleed fresh blood again, causing a stinging pain. However, Marco seemed to pay no attention to this. He noticed the bandage on Lettas abdomen now had bloodstains, but it seemed to be no obstacle for Marco. When Marco entered her without warning, Letta immediately widened her eyes. This was the second time they had done it, but of course, the atmosphere was very different. If before maybe they did it under the influence of alcohol, this time Marco did it with full emphasis on Letta, making Letta grimace as Marco moved quickly over her body. Letta didnt know how strong Marcos desire was as Letta reached release several times, but Marco seemed unsatisfied with her body. Marco continued to leave red marks on her neck, shoulders, and even around her sensitive areas. Letta could only hold back her tears, squeezing her eyes shut as if feeling what the man was currently doing to her. Even to struggle, it felt like her strength had beenpletely drained. The next moment, Letta could feel Marcos hand pressing on her nape. After that, he pressed Lettas lips again, devouring them roughly. Not to mention his other hand that was now ying with her sensitive sides, pressing firmly, making Letta wince as she continued to receive the kisses given by Marco. Letta could feel Marcos movements getting deeper and faster, as Marco growled right beside her face, embracing her tightly, pouring out all the desire within him, bearing the weight of a man with muscles filling his body, making Letta feel suffocated. Her body feltpletely crushed, and finally, Letta could breathe a little easier when Marco moved away from her body. Marco stepped back, still admiring the woman who had be his outlet, with a satisfied smile, without saying a word. Marco walked towards the bathroom, leaving Letta still bound, with a very pitiful body condition. Letta could hear the sound of water from inside the bathroom when Marco intentionally opened the door. Her gaze fell on the phone that was still recording them both. Letta turned her face towards her tightly bound wrist. She saw her wrists, which were already red and injured, as well as the wound on her abdomen that had reopened. Lettas feeling was as if this was a punishment for her actions. Letta pondered if she really deserved this. After that, Letta saw Marcoe out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, his hair still wet. Marco picked up the phone that had been ced earlier, smiled contentedly, then looked at Letta and the wound on her abdomen. Marco was surprised to see Lettas condition, but only for a moment. His facial expression changed to stern. He then approached Letta, releasing the restraints on her wrists, making Letta wince from the tingling sensation. Get out of my room, Marco said coldly, making Letta widen her eyes. How could she leave in this condition? Lettas clothes had beenpletely torn by Marcos actions. Marco seemed to know Lettas reaction. He took off the bathrobe he was wearing and threw it towards Letta. Get out now, Marco said again, making Letta quickly put on the bathrobe. However, her steps stopped when Marco suddenly said, Never think of leaving this house again, unless you want to receive even more dreadful treatment. Try to obey. Who knows, I might be able to be a little kinder to you. Marcos words left Letta speechless. Letta walked out of Marcos room wearing only a clinging bathrobe. She walked hunched over, suppressing the pain in her stomach, descended the stairs, until finally, Letta met Desi at the bottom of the staircase. Maam, what happened? Desi asked, looking at Letta with a concerned gaze. I told you, Desi, dont call me maam anymore. Just call me by my name. Someone even made me realize that your presence is better than mine in this house, Letta said, leaving Desi momentarily silent, digesting the words spoken to her before continuing her steps towards her room in the corner of the room. The room felt damp and cold, making Letta sit right there, locking the door, and crying, releasing all the pain and sadness she felt. Letta mourned her unfortunate fate. She felt as if she was born only to experience misfortune. She pondered, feeling that since birth, she had never experienced any luck. Maybe only when she met Abian, but even that had vanished, making her consider herself a jinx. Even God did not give her a chance to see the little angel that had been inside her belly. And by her own doing, that little angel disappeared, making Marco turn into a demon who would never let her go, no matter what happened. Letta didnt know how long she had been crying, how long she had mourned her sadness, until her eyes felt heavy. She could only sit and fall asleep on the cold floor, ignoring her bodys condition, her wounds, and the small open window, the only ce where she could look out into the world. The moonlight warmed her heart in the darkness that almost engulfed her. She seemed to ignore the breeze that entered the room, making her body feel even colder. The sweat streaming down her face made it impossible for her to even open her eyes. Letta seemed numb to the pain that attacked her body. She felt numb to all the pain that Marco inflicted, muttering in her sleep.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. look so miserable? Letta was startled when Marco suddenly swung open her door, causing her to turn and face him as he approached. Get ready in proper attire because my mother ising here, Marco said, leaving Letta to swallow hard. Was Marco asking her to pretend to be a happy newlywed this time, Letta wondered. What kind of proper attire should I wear? Letta asked, causing Marco to nce towards the small bag in the corner of the room. Letta only had a few outfits she had brought from her old apartment, making Marco realize that Letta didnt know what proper attire meant. Marco then called Desi. Take her to her old room and ask her to tidy herself up because my parents areing here, Marco said before leaving, exiting the small room. Desi looked at Letta. Its okay, you dont need to help me. Just do your task, I can take care of myself, Letta said, making Desi nod. Letta left the small room, ignoring the pitying gazes from the servants. She ascended the stairs to her former room. She smiled sadly, understanding what Marco wanted from the role he actually desired for her. Letta reached out and opened therge room. Some of her clothes were still strewn across the bed. The bouquet from her wedding day stilly on the nightstand. Letta thought, surely Marco never allowed anyone to clean his room since that day. She didnt know what to do, just walking towards the dressing room to find the attire that Marco deemed appropriate. She chose a ck dress, thinking that bright colors would be too conspicuous for her and not suitable for her current state of mind. Letta gazed at herself in the mirror, for the first time since leaving the hospital. Her skin looked pale, her lips dry, and her cheekbones protruded, indicating her increasing thinness. Her petite frame looked even smaller. Letta could onlyugh at herself. Letta applied a little makeup to hide the pallor on her face before starting tob her hair, letting her long hair flow down to her back, and then she rose from her seat. As Letta was about to leave the room, Marco once again swung open the door, looking at her as if inspecting her appearance. Letta wasnt sure if this outfit was up to his standards or not, but when she saw his tense jaw, Letta knew that it fell far from what Marco desired. Especially when Marco quickly approached and grabbed her waist, gripping both sides of Lettas face, making Letta wince. Are you mourning? Are you going to a funeral? Is that how you greet my parents? Marco asked. Letta shook her head. Thats not what I meant, I just like this dress, Letta replied, wincing with each sentence. But that reason didnt seem enough for Marco. When Marco turned Letta around and pulled her to look at her reflection in the mirror, Letta saw her pale face and the ill-fitting attire. Letta gave a bad impression to Marcos parents. At least she should have looked presentable to attract their attention, even though it wouldnt mean anything to Marco. After that, Marco easily tore the dress Letta was wearing, making her cling onto it. However, with the strength that Marco possessed, the dress eventually slipped off Lettas body. Letta wanted to cry and mourn her fate, but she held it back strongly, only able to bite her lower lip tightly. Marco looked at her exposed body, and Letta could only cross her arms over her chest, covering some bruises and red marks that were clearly visible to Marco.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Ill choose another outfit, Letta said as she was about to turn, but Marco immediately grabbed her wrist and dragged her back into the dressing room. Marco pushed Letta towards the ss wardrobe behind her. Never bite your lip like that, Marco growled, getting very close, making the threat sound even clearer to Lettas ears. Letta could only lower her face, but Marco grabbed her face again and lifted it to return the piercing gaze. Can you not look so miserable? Marco said again, while stroking Lettas dry and wounded lower lip. The next moment, Letta widened her eyes as Marco kissed her lips forcefully, making the pain even more tangible. Letta could only grip Marcos shoulders tightly. She was even powerless to resist as Marco thoroughly indulged in ying with her. Letta felt Marco begin to slip his tongue into her mouth, entwining their tongues, feeling the warmth of his oral cavity and the strong sensation of Marcos advances. Letta could only close her eyes as Marco bit her lower lip and released it. Marco clearly observed how Lettas face flushed with the pain she endured. Apply some pretty lipstick to your lips. Never show your sadness or anything you go through in this house, Marco said, then left Letta alone in the dressing room. He then gazed at his reflection in the mirror, as if bing an utterly useless object, just an outlet for Marcos anger. Letta didnt know what they would do in front of his parents, so Marco told her to look presentable. Would Marco treat her like a beloved wife, Letta wondered, eventually returning to choose a dress ording to Marcos wishes and suitable for weing his parents. your marriage is going well Letta was finished with her current appearance. When a knock sounded, Letta turned around and saw Desi approaching her. Sir is waiting downstairs, are you ready? Desi asked, making Letta nod weakly. As Letta had mentioned earlier, Desi could speak casually to her, and Letta didnt want Desi to see her as the granddy of this house. Alright, Ill go downstairs now, Letta replied. Desi nodded afterward. Letta then stepped out and immediately encountered Marco as she descended the stairs. There, Letta could see Marco examining her appearance. Were going downstairs. Mother is already there, Marco said, then continued his stride to approach Letta. The next moment, Letta felt Marco begin to pull her waist closer. I hope you know what you have to do now, Marco said, helping Letta descend the stairs. What puzzled Letta was Marcos attitude, which hadpletely changed 180 degrees. It wasnt the painful tight grip encircling her waist now, but a gentle one, as if guiding Letta down the stairs. Marco even drew Letta closer, as if to make her feel that he would always be by her side, protecting her. Maybe Letta would be happy if this were just a dream, but the bitter reality was when the demon behind Marcos smile emerged as he looked at her, making Letta just sigh deeply.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. When they reached the family room, Helena was already sitting there, enjoying a cup of tea. How are you, mother? Marco asked, walking closer and kissing Helenas cheeks. Fine, for now, fine, although my own child didnt visit me after his wedding day, Helena said, making Marco stare at her with a nk expression. Finally, it was Lettas turn to approach. Letta attempted to take Helenas hand to kiss it, but Helena immediately brushed her off, leaving Letta silent. After that, Letta looked towards Marco, who stared at her expressionlessly, as if he didnt care about his mothers reaction to Letta. Marco then patted the chair beside him, indicating that Letta should sit close to him. This ultimately left Letta with no choice but toply with all his demands. Helena looked at Marco and Letta, who now lived side by side. Even in Helenas eyes, it was very clear when Marco once again embraced Lettas waist in a very possessive manner, causing Helena to click her tongue in annoyance. It seems like your marriage is going well, to the extent that you didnt evene home to see me after your wedding day, Helena said, making Marco only smile thinly. I apologize. You know, I didnt even take a break for my own wedding because of the immense workload. You know that your child here is the CEO of a bigpany. And you should be used to Daddys busyness too, Marco said, making Helena roll her eyeszily. Helena then looked towards Letta. Is your wife unwell? Helena asked, causing Letta to startle slightly. No, just a little queasy due to weakness. You know, pregnant women always go through this. This morning, she was feeling queasy, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. After that, Letta looked at Marco, who was now looking at her with a nk expression. Right, dear? Marco asked again, then kissed Lettas temple. This made Helena even more displeased at the closeness between her son and his wife. Yes, this morning I felt a bit queasy, Letta said, sounding hesitant, making Helena roll her eyeszily. You should take a lot of vitamins and get enough rest. Dont let your first pregnancy cause frequent cramps in your stomach. When I was pregnant with Marco, I experienced something like that, and it was very dangerous for the fetus. Have you been to an obstetrician? Helena asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, before the wedding day, I went to the obstetrician, and the doctor said I just needed some rest, Letta said, making Helena nod her head. Yes, thats good. You really need to take care of yourself. Because the fetus in your womb is very important. They have Jovanka blood, Helena said, making Marco fall silent. He didnt know how to respond. Letta also didnt know why Marco had concealed the miscarriage from his family. Did Marco also hide it from Arabe, Letta wondered. After her brief conversation with Helena, Letta didnt utter a single word. She simply listened to the discussion between Helena and Marco, which revolved around their family, business, and Arabe. Even the drink in front of her remained untouched, making Letta suddenly feel nauseous. Whether it was due to her weakened body or the current tightness she felt, until the gentle touch on her forehead made Letta flinch as Marco gazed at her up close. Are you okay? Marco asked, causing Letta to blink. You look pale. Look, sweat is starting to dampen your forehead. Are you sure youve had a check-up with the obstetrician? Helena asked, looking at her suspiciously. Letta seems to need rest, mother. So I will escort Letta to rest in the room again, and then return to apany you. How about that? Marco said, making Helena shake her head. No need, besides, I will leave now. I also have to meet some business associates, mother, Helena said as she rose from her seat, as did Letta and Marco. Marco, remember, dont let that woman act recklessly. I dont quite trust that she can take care of her pregnancy, Helena said, looking disdainfully at Letta, making Letta just lower her head. Mother, dont worry. Letta will be fine if she stays with me, Marco said, making Helena nod. Very well, then. I will escort mother to the front, Marco said, once again drawing Lettas attention to follow his lead. They escorted Helena to the houses terrace, before Helena finally left their residence. This made Lettas heart beat faster. Letta didnt know if her current role was in line with what was desired or not. Letta watched Helenas car move further away, until it disappeared behind Marcos tall house fence, before Marco looked back at Letta, with a sharp gaze and a hard jaw. I’ll teach you 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.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Why do you seem nervous since earlier? Are you afraid that Ill mistreat you in front of my parents? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Even this time, just answering Marcos question made Letta fearful. You sometimes make me very intrigued, Letta, Marco said as he approached, stroking Lettas 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 didnt even consider running away from the house at all. Letta seemed to truly convince herself that this ce was her home, and she had to atone for all her mistakes. That was the only thing on her mind. Letta didnt even check her phone anymore, as if she knew no one would care about her and no one would try to contact her. As Marco had said, fifteen minutester, Letta walked to the garden where the swimming pool was located. Letta gripped the edge of her dress, still wearing the same dress she had on earlier. Seeing Marco swimming in the pool made Letta look around. Even the sky around them had darkened, making Letta wonder why Marco was swimming sote at night. Eventually, Marco stopped his movements, looking at Letta who was standing not far from the edge of the pool. Marco then walked closer to the pool, gazing silently at Letta. Change your clothes to the swimsuit over there, Marco said, pointing to a chair not far from him. There was a swimsuit that Marco had prepared for Letta, making Letta unsure of what Marco had in store for her. What? Do I have to wear it? Letta asked, making Marco nod. You have to apany me for a swim, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Sorry, but I cant swim, Letta said. It seemed to be an interesting excuse for Marco, as the corner of his lips lifted, making Letta curse herself. She shouldnt have given an answer that sounded like a gift to Marcos ears. Its okay, Ill teach you, Marco said, leaving Letta silent, before his cold, threatening voice resounded once again. Letta, put on that swimsuit, Marco said, making Letta struggle to swallow before she approached to take the swimsuit. Letta could only close her eyes. It was just a bikini that covered her sensitive areas. Letta nced at Marco, who looked at her with a satisfied gaze. Letta then turned around to change into the bikini provided by Marco, but her steps stopped again when Marco called her. Where are you going? Marco asked. Dont I have to change my clothes? Letta replied. Change it here. I want to see it, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta didnt know what was on Marcos mind at that moment. You dont have to go far. Theres no one here, just me who will see you. Besides, I already know every inch of your body. So, you dont need to be shy, Marco continued, making Letta realize that Marco was deliberately doing this just to trample on her dignity. This made Letta, who considered herself nothing more than a toy for Marco, remain quiet. Finally, she started to slowly take off the dress until it fell onto the grass around her. Letta even removed all the fabric covering her body, wearing the bikini that Marco had prepared. This didnt escape Marcos sight. Marco didnt even blink when he saw how Lettas body was now d in the perfectly fitting bikini. It made Marco proud of himself for choosing the perfect bikini for Letta. Come down, Marco said when Letta was ready with her appearance. This made Letta hesitate to approach. Just rx, it wont kill you. Why do you always look at me with that frightened look? Marco said, making Letta wince. Of course, he could kill me anytime, Letta thought, finally starting to descend the stairs towards the pool. Until Letta stopped at thest step, when the water reached up to her thighs. I cant, I really cant swim, Letta said, making Marco walk closer again. Marco then reached out his hand, making Letta hesitate. Should she ept it or not? Rx, the pool isnt too deep. Youll find it easy to learn, Marco said, making Letta not believe a word he said. There must be some action that would make Marco torture her, Letta thought, having no choice but to ept his outstretched hand. Marco immediately pulled her, almost causing Letta to fall from the pool stairs. However, Marco quickly grabbed Lettas waist. Letta, who couldnt swim at all, could only reach out and tightly embrace Marcos shoulders as he pulled her further into the pool, where the depth was different from the pools edge. Breathe, Letta. I wont let go of you, just rx, Marco said, feeling his own breath starting to get heavier. He could even feel the womans hands trembling as she clung to him. Youre like a frightened kitten when ites to water, Marco said, looking down on Letta, making Letta shift her gaze around. I, Im really scared, Letta said, her lips trembling, making Marco want to tease her even more. Come on, Ill teach you. You can do it. So, Ill start letting go of your hand, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. No, no. I dont need to learn because I wont swim, Letta said, only making Marco shake his head. Of course, you have to learn to swim. Because someday, I might ask you to apany me for a swim. You know, I dont really like swimming alone, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a nk expression. he wanted to kill her Letta widened her eyes as Marco suddenly released his embrace, causing Letta to appear to be drawn into the pool. Letta struggled to bnce herself but couldnt 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 intoughter. Can you really not swim? Marco asked, as Letta roughly wiped her face and hugged Marcos neck tightly, hoping he wouldnt let go again. Come on, lets learn again. Youll definitely get the hang of it, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, Im not interested in learning to swim. Come on, what if theres a flood or youre 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.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content. You have to learn to swim, and Ill teach you, Marco insisted firmly, causing Letta to shake her head vehemently. Letta felt she would never be able to swim,cking the talent and having a fear of water. But looking at Marcos determined face, she didnt want to argue, unsure of what this man in front of her would do. As he pursed his lips and then released Lettas shoulder, Letta once again had to try to bnce her body in the water. But, of course, she failed. Marcos words of teaching her to swim sounded like torture to Lettas ears. As she silently looked on, Letta struggled to get oxygen. She truly didnt know what was going through Marcos mind at that moment, whether he wanted to kill her right then. But he had said he would never let Letta die easily. Letta could feel her chest tightening due to her lungs and the increasingly thin oxygen. She might be continuously swallowing pool water. Meanwhile, with his sharp eyes, Marco only observed Letta struggling to bnce herself. In fact, this time, Marco just watched his own hands on the surface of the water, until he approached and pulled Letta again. Letta coughed again, her eyes reddening. She even vomited water from her mouth. But it didnt stop there. Letta hadnt even had the chance to take in much oxygen when Marco released his grip once more, making Letta struggle again to bnce her body. Finally, Letta felt her weakened body continuously moving in the water. Letta seemed unable to move her hands, especially when the oxygen in her lungs was depleting rapidly due to swallowing so much water. At that moment, Letta felt her chest tightening, her vision darkening. Letta didnt know if this was really Marcos way of ending her life, when she didnt want to struggle anymore in there. Letta allowed her body to slowly sink. Her ringing ears enabled her to hear someone calling her name, and at that moment, Letta felt her body being lifted. On the other hand, Marco gazed sharply at Letta, as if he didnt want to make an effort to make her swim. Marco didnt know what he was feeling at that moment. Was he anxious seeing Letta about to drown, when her hands were no longer moving in there? Marco could see Lettas body sinking deeper, and that was when he started pulling her and carrying her to the edge of the pool,ying her against the pool wall. Marco began to see Lettas pale face. He heard Lettas still palpable heartbeat. Then, he started pressing her chest, causing Letta to vomit a lot of pool water. Not just that, Marco started giving Letta artificial breaths several times. Finally, Lettapletely expelled all the water from her lungs. Letta coughed, making her nose sting, even as her ears continued to ring, causing her head to throb intensely. Her vision blurred, Letta was about to lose consciousness again due to her weakened body. But that was when she could feel someone immediately catching her, someone who picked her up and carried her into the house. Surely, it was Marco. Desi, prepare some warm tea in my room, Marco said casually, carrying Letta, who now had her eyes closed in his arms, ignoring the gaze of the servants. Desi just nodded, following Marcos request while looking at the water still dripping on the floor. Marco finally took Letta to his room. Then, he gentlyid her on his bed. Marco gazed at Letta slowly, taking in every inch of her body, now clinging to the bikini she had chosen herself. It somehow made Marco feel as if Letta always managed to stir his emotions. Sometimes he felt anger towards Letta, sometimes he felt hatred, and sometimes he even felt concern for the woman. Marco just rubbed his rough face before heading into the bathroom to rinse off. It didnt take long before Desi knocked on the door, finding Marco already done with his shower, wearing a bathrobe. Marco instructed Desi toe in. Briefly, Desi nced at Letta still lying on her masters bed. Sir, may I make a suggestion? Desi said, bowing her head, prompting Marco to look at her. Go ahead, Marco replied. If her body isnt dried off soon, she might get a fever, and the wound on her stomach hasnt fully dried yet. Im just afraid she might get sick, Desi said, causing Marco to look at Letta before averting his gaze. You may leave, Marco said without responding to Desis words, leaving Desi to nod. She then left Marcos room. Marco began walking towards Letta, where her abdomen, still covered in bandages, prompted him to gently remove them. There were stitches that hadnt fully healed, but they were starting to dry. It somehow made Marco feel a little relieved that the injury wasnt worse. But what surprised Marco slightly was when his skin touched Lettas, which was starting to warm up. Marco quickly rushed into the dressing room. Be careful 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 arge 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 ce. 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 therge hand. However, her movement was once again halted when she attempted to pull back the thick nket that covered her body, not a thread more. Letta tried to recall what had happened. Letta remembered vividly that they hadnt done anything, but what remained fresh in her memory was Marco trying to torment her in the pool. After that, Letta didnt remember anything. Perhaps it was because her bikini was wet, so Marco took it off, Letta thought. Letta then tried to find something to cover her body before attempting to slowly move therge arm away so as not to awaken Marco. Letta lifted it, but instead ofing off, Marco continued to pull Letta closer. This made therge hand press against her stomach, causing Letta to grimace as her wound stung and throbbed. It managed to disturb Marco from his sleep. Marco blinked slowly, causing Letta to immediately close her eyes again. Then she got up from her seat, brushing the hair that covered Lettas face to the side. Letta didnt know what Marco was doing now as she couldnt open her eyes, not wanting Marco to realize that she was already awake. The next moment, Letta only felt Marco pulling the nket back to cover Lettas body, and then he fell back asleep, holding her even tighter. Being in his embrace made Letta bite her lower lip, even though she desperately wanted to leave the room. Letta once again felt the steady breath brushing against the nape of her neck. Was Marco acting gently now because he was drunk? Because usually, Marco might have let Letta sleep on the floor instead of on his bed. Letta waited for a while until she was sure Marco had fallen back into a deep sleep before attempting to get up from the bed. After that, Letta breathed a sigh of relief as she managed to remove Marcosrge hand. What Letta needed right now was a drink of water. Letta nced at the ss on the nightstand and drank from it, before picking up the discarded bathrobe lying on the floor, furrowing her brow before realizing that Marco was now shirtless. Letta shook her head. It couldnt be that Marco did that while Letta was unconscious. She tied the bathrobe tightly before making her way to leave the room. However, for some reason, Letta felt a sharp pain in her chest. Perhaps it was because she had swallowed too much water while drowning earlier. Letta tried to regte her breathing first before leaving the room. She descended the stairs, only to realize that it was now two in the morning, and the servants must have been asleep. There were only a few guards outside the house. Letta headed straight for the small restroom at the end of the hallway, closing the door behind her. She then walked to the small bed that felt very hard, but for Letta, it was morefortable than sleeping in Marcos luxurious room. Letta chose an outfit to wear, but once again her movement was halted when she felt the pain in her chest. Letta pressed against her chest, hoping nothing serious had happened to her. Letta then chose to continue changing her clothes before attempting to rest her body again. For some reason, her body felt even more trembling, her head heavy, and her throat stinging. Letta hoped that when she woke up, the pain in her body would improve. She didnt know how long she had been asleep when she felt a light touch on her arm. She slowly blinked her eyes and was slightly surprised to see the high sun outside. Letta then looked at Desi, who was staring at her with a worried expression. Are you alright? Desi asked, making Letta shake her head while trying to sit up. No, I think I have a fever. Do you have any fever medicine? Letta asked, making Desi nod. Ill bring you the medicer, but eat this first. I made this breakfast for you, Desi said, making Letta look at the small table not far from her bed before looking back at Desi. Thank you, Desi, Letta said, making Desi nod. She then went to take the food when she remembered something. Has Marco gone to work? Letta asked, making Desi shake her head. The master hasnte down from his room yet, Desi said, making Letta fall silent. It was unusual for Marco not to havee out of his room after noon like this. He usually went to his office early in the morning. It seems that the master is taking a day off today, Desi said, understanding Lettas silence, prompting Letta to finally nod and choose to clean herself first before enjoying the breakfast and the medicine Desi had provided. Letta gazed at the mirror in front of her, seeing several bruises adorning her body, mixed with red marks that Marco had left. Then, she looked at her face, which felt thinner than before, her skin dry and pale, as well as her lips appearing parched. Letta had truly neglected herself since Marcos behavior had changed towards her. She could onlyment her fate before finally leaving the bathroom. Upon seeing the medicine ced on the small table, Letta immediately sat at the edge of the bed and started eating the breakfast Desi had prepared for her. However, just a few bites in, the door suddenly opened again, revealing Desi staring at her with a worried look. Whats the matter? Letta asked, making Desi look behind her before walking closer. Master Marco is calling for you, Desi said, furrowing her brow. Alright, then I will go upstairs, Letta said, but just as she was about to leave her room, Desi stopped her once more. You havent taken your medicine, and you havent finished your breakfast, Desi said. Its okay, Ill take the medicine after meeting Marco, Letta said. Be careful, it seems like the Master is in a bad mood, Desi said, making Letta nod her head. At least someone in this house was a little concerned. It made Letta smile in response to Desis care.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You’re disgusting Letta slowly knocked on Marcos door, then pushed it open gently, catching Marco just as he wasing out of the bathroom, still in his bathrobe. Letta stood silently at the door until Marco nced 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 Marcos n 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 didnt 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 Marco still standing behind her. What about this one? Letta asked, taking a light brown casual outfit, only for Marco to shake his head. No, I dont like the color, Marco said, causing Letta to put the clothing back. I want to see the ck outfit up there. Try getting that, Marco said, making Letta look at the wardrobe with the hanger at the very top. Letta slightly tiptoed, but the next moment, Letta was slightly startled when Marco came closer to her, making her back feel the touch of Marcos broad chest. No, not the ck one, but the tan color next to it, Marco said, making Letta close her eyes. Letta knew that Marco was intentionally putting her in this situation. However, Letta managed to hold herself together, finally taking the outfit that Marco wanted. Letta then turned around, coinciding with Marco taking a step closer, causing Letta to only move backward, being stopped by the mirrored wardrobe. Marco looked at her intensely. Heres the outfit you asked for, Letta said, making Marco look at the clothing in Lettas hands. But seemingly unconcerned, Marco brought his face close to the curve of Lettas neck, inhaling deeply. Letta could only close her eyes while biting her lower lip. Letta didnt know what thoughts were running through Marcos mind at that moment, making her knees feel weak as Marco continued to breathe in the curve of her neck. Until finally, Marco stopped his movement and looked at Letta. Put, put on that outfit, Marco said again, making Letta continuously surprised by his strange request. What? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Dont you want to? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Until finally, Letta tried to follow his words. Alright, Letta whispered, making Marco immediately tug at the corner of his lips. Marco then slowly opened the bathrobe he was still wearing, making Letta widen her eyes as Marco stood before herpletely naked, at this close distance. Letta could only clench her fingers again.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Why do you look nervous? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Letta didnt expect that she would have to pick out underwear for the man in front of her. Letta turned around, but Marco detained her. Where are you going? Marco asked. Shouldnt I also bring you underwear? Letta said, making Marco smile. After that, he gave her space to get her underwear and reached out his hand, causing Marco to look at her disapprovingly again. I said put my clothes on, so you have to do everything, Marco said, making Letta bite her lower lip again. Letta slightly bent down to put on Marcos pants, but when Letta was about to rise from her seat, Marco suddenly held her back. This made Letta immediately look up at Marco with a questioning look. I have a game, Marco said, making Letta struggle to swallow her saliva. Didnt you see that mine has been awake for a while now? Marco said, making Letta can only turn her face away where Marcos essence is now right in front of her face. Pamper it, Marco said, who again slightly opened the pants that Letta had just put on, making Letta only able to swallow her saliva while looking at Marcos essence. I said y with mine. Dont you understand mymand, or do I need to rify it? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Letta then pressed her knees to support her body weight and slowly reached out her hand. With her trembling hand, Letta began to hold Marcos essence, making Marco only feel the soft touch that Letta gave. Im not satisfied with just your fingers, Letta, Marco said, making Letta certainly know what to do. Letta began to bring her face closer and put Marcos essence into her mouth. Thats when Marco started to groan, gripping Lettas hair tightly, making Letta wince. Do it quickly, Letta, Marco said again, making Letta wince as Marco pressed on her nape to deepen his suction. This made Letta feel like she wanted to vomit when Marcos essence entered her oral cavity. However, the next second that truly surprised Letta was when suddenly the fitting room opened. This made Letta nce sideways, seeing Arabe standing at the door. Letta tried to release her suction, but Marco held her back. Im busy, Arabe. You can wait downstairs, Marco said, making Arabe look at him with a disapproving gaze. Youre disgusting, Arabe said. After that, she mmed the door quite forcefully, while Letta remained silent with her heart racing rapidly. Continue, Letta, Marco said while gripping Lettas hair tightly. This made Letta wince slightly but stillply with what Marco wanted. Letta could feel her jaw almost dislocating as Marco pushed deeper, and thats when Letta could feel the fluid now wetting her mouth. Meanwhile, Marco groaned loudly, filling the fitting room. Marco immediately withdrew his essence, while Letta coughed with a moist and very sticky mouth. Marco immediately leaned down and gripped Lettas hair to raise her face. Swallow, Letta, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I said swallow, Marco repeated, leaving Letta no choice but to swallow all the fluid now filling her mouth, feeling disgusted and sticky, while Marco looked at her with a satisfied gaze. you consider that woman your wife? Marco fell silent, frozen, as he received a hard p from Arabe, while Letta didnt expect to witness the two lovers fighting in front of her. You immediately give the gift of a p after all this time we havent met, Marco said. Theirst meeting was indeed during Marcos reception. At that time, Marco only informed Arabe 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 Marcos subordinates who managed the entire reception when Letta had an ident. Even Marcos parents and other family members did not know that Letta was no longer carrying Marco Jovankas child. What are you doing? Youre truly betraying me right in front of my eyes, Arabe said, looking at Marco disapprovingly. What did I betray you with? Isnt it normal for a husband and wife to do what we just did? Marco asked in his cold tone, stroking his reddened cheek, making Arabe narrow her eyes at him. Whats wrong with you, and why did you bring that woman to meet me? I came here to meet my fiance, Arabe said, making Letta want to get up from her ce, but Marco still gripped her hand tightly. Unfortunately, your fiance is also this womans husband. So, what now? I cant just let her go like that, Marco said, leaving Arabepletely speechless. Arabe had noticed a change in Marco after their wedding day. Marco was no longer sweet, warm, and caring towards her. Even the messages Arabe sent were only replied with brief answers. Marco rarely even picked up the phone. Two weeks after the wedding reception, Arabe had to fly to Paris for work. However, Marco never once escorted her to the airport and did not pick her up at all. And this time, what Arabe saw was something she couldnt have imagined before, that Marco would do it right in front of her own eyes. So, you consider that woman your wife? Arabe asked. Of course, because we have made a sacred vow in front of all of you. In fact, our marriage is also officially registered, so she is indeed my wife, Marco replied. This made Arabe then walk closer to him, then grip the clothes that Marco was wearing. Actually, whats happened to you? Are you ying me? Werent you the one who said that after the child that woman is carrying is born, you will leave her and marry me? Is this your way of convincing me to take care of your child? Arabe asked. Letta widened her eyes, realizing that her suspicions were true all along, that she would be dumped in the end, and they would live happily without that child. Then, whats happening now? Are you swayed by her seduction, or just because of her body? Have you not been satisfied ying with me all this time? Is this how youre ending our rtionship? Arabe asked, making Marco fall silent for a moment. Marco was about to reach out to caress the side of Arabes face, but Arabe immediately pushed him away. Dont touch me at all. Im truly disgusted by you now. Youre really not the Marco I knew. And it seems like you need an exnation as a defense to both of our parents and my family, because I no longer want to continue our rtionship, Arabe said. After that, she fell silent, observing Marcos reaction, who was also silent in response. Previously, Marco might have begged and provided understanding to Arabe, but now he only looked at her with a nk expression. Fine, then Ill prepare my defense to both of our families. So, its over, isnt it? Marco said, making Arabe truly widen her eyes. Arabe was the one ending things with Marco now, but it felt as though she was the one being dumped by the man in front of her. Are you really not going to plead with me? Do you really want to end this rtionship like this because of that woman? Arabe asked again to make sure, making Marco just bow his head. After that, he looked back at Arabe. Isnt this what you wanted? I will follow all your wishes, Ara. If you want our rtionship to continue, you just need to refrain frommenting on my current life with Letta. But if you want to end it and cant handle my games, its better for us to end our rtionship because I also dont want you to feel burdened by it, Marco said, leaving Arabepletely clenched her hands. Youve truly changed, Marco. I dont know you anymore, and because our rtionship ended in a bad way, dont expect me to greet you if we run into each other out there, Arabe said. After that, she turned around and left Marco and Letta just like that. Arabe felt her chest tighten, as she had said before that she would never see Marco treat her this coldly. Arabe didnt know what had happened to him, but what she remembered was that Marco had inflicted a painful wound in her heart, and this would be a long-standing issue between their families. Meanwhile, Letta was just frozen with what Marco said. Letta didnt understand why Marco decided to break up with Arabe just like that. Before, Letta knew very well the gossip about them being the most coveted couple by other pairs. But this time, Marco decided to break up with Arabe so easily, making Letta feel something was off. You heard it, didnt you? Marco asked, making Letta look at him. Marco was still gripping her wrist quite tightly. I will release my love on my own. That means Ive destroyed myself after losing what I should have had. And its all because of you. And now, you have to bear it all. I cant continue to restrain Arabe now because I dont want her to be dragged along and feel the pain Im going through, Marco said, making Letta struggle to swallow her saliva. So this is the reason Marco let go of Arabe. He then handed it over to Letta, making Letta only able to close her eyes for a moment. However, the next second, Letta winced again as Marco pressed the side of her face quite roughly. Fortunately, I have you to vent all that I feel. So be prepared to keep breathing within my reach, Letta, Marco said. After that, he pushed Lettas face away quite roughly, making Letta only able to control her racing breath. It seemed that her suffering would only increase when Marco truly held such great resentment towards her.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. family meeting 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 yourrge family meeting, Pedro said, making Marco look in his direction through the reflection of therge mirror. Tell them I dont 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 toe, 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 couldnt do anything if Edward directly ordered it. What kind of big meeting? They will probably just discuss inheritance assets. Its already clear that I will be the one to hold them. They have no reason to get it. Are they worthy enough to have it? Marco said, making Pedro nod as if agreeing with his masters words. The Jovanka family assets were not assets consisting of just a few percent of shares. They truly stood as big shots among the businessmunity in the country, and the Jovanka name was not taken lightly by people. Their name was well-known even among the lower sses. The Jovanka assets, which were inherited from their grandfather, were developed by Edward and some of his siblings. Eventually, they gave up, and this time, when Edward managed to uplift the Jovanka name again, they scrambled to divide the shares. However, unfortunately, Edward had transferred all of his shares to Marco. So now they had to deal with Marco. Thats why Edward instructed Marco to handle all the issues, sometimes making Marco feel pressured and annoyed. After all, his father should be handling all of this. But this time, he had passed it all on to his son, Marco thought. Where will they be meeting? Marco asked as he walked out of his room. At Mr. Edwards mansion, Pedro answered, making Marco halt his steps once again. Then you can wait downstairs. I have a brief matter for 15 minutes, Marco said, prompting Pedro to go down first, while Marco immediately looked for Letta. Where is Letta? Marco asked after meeting Desi. Shes in her room, Sir, Desi replied. Tell her shell apany me tonight. Go and ask Letta to go back to her old room and dress appropriately, Marco said, making Desi nod. Tell her Im only giving her ten minutes, no more. Otherwise, Ill give her a special gift, Marco said. After that, he left Desi and hurried off, not wanting to waste time. As Marco had said, Letta only had ten minutes. Letta even widened her eyes when Desi hastily informed her, making Desi push Lettas small back to continue running up the stairs. Letta immediately rushed to choose an outfit that Marco would consider appropriate. Letta didnt know what appropriate word was on Marcos mind now, as Marcos taste always changed. Finally, Letta picked an outfit that looked decent yet attractive. Letta also didnt know where Marco would take her. Until Desi knocked on the door as the time Marco had given was almost up. Are you ready? Hurry, the Master is waiting downstairs, Desi said. One moment, I havent even done my makeup, my shoes, my small bag, and look, my dress isnt even on yet, Letta said as Desi approached her. Hurry, time is running out. We dont know what the Master will do to you again, Desi said, finally running to ignore the partially unzipped back of her dress. Fortunately, Letta adjusted her hair to cover the exposed area. With a slightly gasping breath, Letta finally approached Marco. Marco nced at the clock. Then he nodded. Pedro, lets go now, Marco said, and Pedro finally followed them. Letta was a bit hesitant when she was by Marcos car. Should she sit in the front or the back? Somehow, whatever she did, Letta felt like she would always be wrong in Marcos eyes. What are you doing there? Hurry up and get in. We dont have much time. You know my time is very valuable, right? Marco said, making Letta finally sit beside him. Then he closed the door. The driver immediately took them to Edwards residence, with Pedro in another car, and one more car escorting them. Inside the car, Marco was focused on his phone, while Letta just looked ahead. Somehow, Letta felt somewhat anxious. Wherever Marco would take her. Get rid of all your nervousness and anxiety, Marco said, pausing as he nced at Lettas appearance. It seemed her appearance was fine, Letta thought. And once we get there, never think about staying away from me. You can only be five steps away, Marco said again, making Letta furrow her brow. Where are we going? Letta finally asked. To my parents house and also to meet my extended family, Marco answered, making Letta feel even more nervous. Previously, at their wedding reception, Letta hadnt even had the chance to meet Marcos extended family. This time, it seemed she would be the center of attention again. Letta took a long breath. Her days would certainly feel heavy again, especially since Marco forbade her to stay away. That meant Letta had to stay by his side.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Finally, the car stopped at a tall gate that immediately revealed a luxurious house with a ssic ambiance. This made Letta fall silent. Of course, such a sight had be a habit for Letta. Because in the future, luxury and suffering seemed to be just a thin line for both of them. It would feel the same for Letta. Thats why Letta didnt feel impressed when she first stepped into Marcos residence. She just lowered her head, looking at her steps following Marcos long strides into the grand house. They were immediately greeted by bowing servants and guards. After that, Marco stopped in his tracks. The servants were about to open therge door, but what slightly surprised Letta was when Marco suddenly pulled her waist closer, making her look at Marco who now wore a Devil smile, letting Letta know that Marco was threatening her. After that, they entered. Nothing would be easy, Letta thought, as she walked in step with Marco once again. I will be the winner 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 Lettas waist even tighter, making Lettas steps feel even heavier. Letta could see the expressions of the people looking at her with disapproving res. Until Edward greeted them, making Marco give a slight smile and choose to approach his mother, giving her a wee kiss. Then, Edwardmented, Yourete, while greeting Letta and Marco. Just a few minutes, due to the traffic that made us arrivete, Marco replied. Very well, then lets continue the discussion in the dining room. Besides, the food is ready. Lets move to the dining table inside. And now youve met my sons wife, havent you? Although she might not have greeted you yet, youve seen her face at the wedding reception. So, theres no need for introductions today. There are still many important discussions we need to finish, Edward said to their other family members, who were present at therge Jovanka family dinner. They moved toward therge dining table that had been prepared with dishes by Edward and Elena. Meanwhile, Marco and Letta sat right beside each other. For a while, they just exchanged small talk, and Letta gradually began to eat the meal in front of her. However, her movement stopped when a voice interrupted her. Is the food not to your liking, sister-inw? someone asked, making Letta finally look ahead, where a man was now smiling slyly at her, causing Letta to furrow her brow. Letta didnt know that someone had been observing her since earlier, and she didnt really know who the person in front of her was either. Then, Letta looked at Marco, who was now ring at the man. Letta could clearly see his jaw tense at the sight. You better just finish the food in front of you and not look at another mans wife, Marco said, making the man chuckle. I wasnt paying attention to him, I just nced at him, and it seems like his appetite is a bit low, he said, making Marco even more displeased with his response. Thats normal in the early stages of pregnancy, so never mind things that are not your concern. Its better if you mind your own eating, Marco said. Then, Letta could hear another voice from the man next to her. Come on, Marco, your cousin is just concerned about your wifes condition. Somehow, she looks thinner than thest time we saw her at the reception, said a middle-aged woman who immediately gave a warm smile to the man next to her. Oh really? Auntie seems to be very attentive to your wifes condition. Auntie, dont worry. Shes in good health, just her weight has decreased at the moment, Marco said again, making Letta finally realize that the person in front of her was Marcos cousin and also his aunt. Although Letta still didnt know their names, she tried not to get involved any further in the conversation. After all, there was Marco handling it, Letta thought. Eat a lot, dont let people say that youre not living happily with me, Marco said, gently caressing the corner of Lettas lips, being noticed by the people around them. This made Letta silent, then she shifted her gaze to the food in front of her. She truly became the center of attention among the people around her. Right, dont let people misunderstand just because they see your current condition, Helena said to her daughter-inw, making Letta just nod. Maybe its because my appetite is still poor, as usual, Letta replied softly. Yes, that could happen, as Marco said. If it happens in the early stages of pregnancy, its normal, and well get through it quickly. Cheer up, the middle-aged woman in front of her said, making Letta just smile.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Continue your meal. After that, we will move to the family room, Edward said, making the others now quiet again and just focusing on their respective meals. Meanwhile, Letta was startled when Marco suddenly gripped her thigh tightly, making Letta look at Marco. I was asking if you want more, Marco said in a threatening tone, making Letta nod slightly. After that, the waiter immediately brought more food and added it to Lettas te. Finish it. You have to gain weight so that people dont look at you with pitiful eyes, Marco said, this time changing his gaze to the people in front of him, making Letta just stay silent. When Marco deliberately pulled the dress Letta was wearing, his hand could directly touch Lettas thigh, and that continued until Letta finished the food on her te. Letta understood the meaning behind Marcos actions. Whether it was a threat so that she could behave ording to expectations in front of hisrge family, or not. Until they finished their dinner event and moved to another room, Letta was pulled by Marco into the room. Meanwhile, other young people who seemed to be not old enough to discuss theirrge family chose to y in the backyard. Some also yed around the house. Letta just followed Marco and the man who was Marcos cousin who had reprimanded Letta earlier. Isnt our presence here not just for dinner? asked a middle-aged man with a slightly stout body. Yes, you are right, because I dont want you to just wait, harass me through emails, phone calls, text messages, and others. I want you to talk about what you want to say right in front of Marco. You know that all the Jovanka assets in my hands have been handed over to my son there, and it seems that my son is not that easy to deal with. And you also know very well, dont you? Edward said, looking proudly at Marco, who was now just looking at them with his t and cold gaze. Is that so, but I should be able topete with him, the man replied, who for some reason often raised his voice to challenge Marco. It seemed that he was not too intimidated by Marcos aura itself. Is that so? You have ambitions that are too far-reaching. You always want to fight, but in the end, I will be the winner, Marco said, making everyone aware that the man, who was Marcos cousin, was named Jacob. Come on, it cant bepared to us fighting over the robot game when we were kids. This is about the Jovankapanys assets. As far as I know, you dont have the right to own all those assets, because there are still rights for me and others, Jacob said, making Marco immediately stare at him harshly. It seemed that their conversation would not proceed as calmly as Letta imagined. Stop coveting what’s mine 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 Jovankas past downturn that made Edward work hard to revive the Jovanka name as it is now. With Marcos help, Jovanka flourished rapidly, especially with their airlinepany bing 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 Marcos shoulder, which he never let go of.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. May I go to the back for a moment? I need to go to the bathroom, Letta said, making Marco look at her for a moment before nodding. Come back quickly, Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta got up from her seat, and this did not escape Jacobs attention. Meanwhile, Marco listened to the conversation from Edward, even though he knew they wouldnt stay quiet and would continue to fight for the rights they believed they still had regarding the Jovanka assets. Slowly, Jacob started to move away from the conversation. Letta then asked one of the servants in the house where the bathroom was located. After a few minutes, Letta managed to find the bathroom. After looking at her face in front of the mirror, Letta exhaled slightly. Fortunately, her makeup still looked good, only her lipstick was slightly smudged. Letta fixed her lipstick with the new one she brought in her small bag, to prevent negativements and Marcos anger at her appearance. After staying silent for a moment in the bathroom, Letta came out and was surprised to find Jacob standing in front of her after opening the bathroom door. I didnt know you were inside, Jacob said, making Letta blink a few times. Wasnt the door locked? You must have known someone was inside, right? Letta said, making Jacob nod his head. Yes, I thought it was someone else, Jacob replied, making Letta dismiss his answer nonchntly. Then, excuse me, said Letta. However, Jacob deliberately blocked her path, causing Letta to look up again at the man with brown hair and matching-colored eyes. Isnt listening to their conversation a little boring? Jacob said, making Letta fall silent once more. We dont need to go there again. How about taking a walk around this house? Maybe to get some fresh air, I can apany you, Jacob suggested, causing Letta to shake her head. Of course, Letta already understood the meaning behind Jacobs words. No, thank you. Marco will surely look for me, Letta said, once again attempting to pass Jacob. But Jacob openly grabbed Lettas arm, causing her to widen her eyes and push him away. What are you doing? Letta said, making Jacob raise both of his hands. Calm down, why is your response so exaggerated? After all, I only touched your hand. Are you implying that your skin can only be touched by your husband? Jacob asked, making Letta feel a hint of mockery in his words. Of course. It should be that way. Do you think Im the kind of woman you can just touch freely? Letta replied, making Jacob chuckle. Come on, Im just kidding. Why are you getting so angry right away? You act as if youre afraid Marco will see us, even though were cousins. I am Marcos cousin, so automatically you are my rtive too. So just rx, Jacob said again. Alright, excuse me then. Marco will surely be waiting for me, Letta said again. But Jacob once again pulled her shoulder and pushed Letta, causing her back to hit the wall. Jacob trapped Letta between his arms. What are you doing? I can scream and say that youre trying to harass me, Letta said, making Jacobugh again. Rx, I just want to fix your makeup, Jacob said, as Letta widened her eyes when Jacob reached out and touched the corner of her lips. Are you really fixing your makeup? It seems like youre not applying your lipstick correctly, Jacob said, causing Letta to immediately grip his arm, which made Jacob tug at the corner of his lips. Why dont you want me to remove my thumb from the corner of your lips? Jacob asked again, with a crooked smile that made Letta push his hand away. Stop it! Dont just touch me recklessly. What exactly are you thinking? Why have you been bothering me all this time? Letta asked firmly, making Jacob fall silent. Whos been bothering you all this time? Ive even been paying attention to you. Since you first came in, looking as if you were dragged here forcibly, to the way you eat. And this time, you seem genuinely scared just because Im getting close to you like this. Are you afraid, or perhaps Marco is overly protective of you? Jacob asked, making Letta quiet. Jacobs usation wasnt entirely true, but it couldnt be entirely false either. Did her behavior really seem so constrained because of Marco? Letta thought about responding to Jacobs words, but suddenly a cold and threatening voice was heard, making Letta widen her eyes. Step away from her, Marco said, causing Jacob to look towards Marco, and finally Letta forcefully pushed Jacob away from her. Stop coveting whats mine, whether its since you were born until now. Dont you have any other woman who is more appealing than my wife? Marco said, making Jacob fall silent, while Letta could only grip her sweaty fingers tightly. You have to remember 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 Lettas 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 didnt 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 didnt do anything disgusting like that, Letta said with a slightly raised voice, making Marco clench his jaw. Then what did you do earlier? Im asking, which parts did that scoundrel touch? Marco asked while gripping Lettas arm tightly. Stop it. What if someone out there finds out? Arent you supposed to maintain your image in front of your family? What if they find out that youre treating me like this? Letta said, for some reason tonight, she seemed to be able to stand up to Marco, making Marco smile sardonically. How am I treating you? I treat you very well. I provide you with a ce to live. Isnt that something you should be grateful for? Marco said again, making Letta fall silent. Even Letta couldnt call Marco the devil who had been tormenting her. Answer me. Do you want to break free from my grasp and move into the arms of that damn man? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Not at all. We just identally bumped into each other in the corridor, and he suddenly pushed me, Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance. Marco then stepped forward and pressed Lettas back against the table behind her. After that, he reached out and grabbed Lettas hair tightly, causing Letta to look up and return his gaze. Never let any man touch you like that, whether intentionally or not, Marco said threateningly, causing Letta to wince as her hair was gripped tightly. Then, whats this? Why is your makeup all messed up like this? Is it because of that man earlier? Marco asked again when he saw the smudge at the corner of her lips. No, I was fixing my makeup earlier, and it seems like he did it on purpose, Letta said, making Marco even more enraged, while Letta winced as her head began to throb. I am truly furious right now, and you must know the punishment you have to endure, Marco said, and afterwards, Letta could feel Marco pressing his lips on hers strongly, as if erasing the traces that Jacob had left with his grip still felt at the back of her head. Marco pulled Lettas waist closer to him, intensifying the kiss, his tongue filling Lettas mouth, making it incredibly hard for her to breathe. Marco had done rough kisses like this several times before, and it was neverfortable for Letta. It still felt very painful, both physically and emotionally. Letta felt like an object that could be roughly used by Marco. Finally, Marco released the link of their lips. Marco then brought his face close to the hollow of Lettas neck and left a mark, as the strong suction made Letta widen her eyes. Letta was wearing a dress that exposed her slender neck, and Marco seemed deliberately leaving his mark of ownership. Letta could only close her eyes as Marco effortlessly lowered the straps of her dress. However, Letta stopped Marcos hand, making Marco immediately look at her with a displeased expression. Itll be a bit troublesome if you tear it, Letta said, as, as usual, Marcos habit was to ruin the clothes she was wearing. Rx. Im aware of our current situation, so I wont tear it this time, Marco said. After that, Marco immediately turned Letta around, allowing Letta to see both of them through the reflection of therge mirror in front of her. Look. Dont you realize yourself when theres a mark on your body like this? Should I explicitly give numerous signs so that people know youre not to be touched by anyone? Marco whispered by Lettas face, noting the red mark on Lettas slender neck. Letta simply nodded quietly upon hearing his words, and in the next moment, Marco began to trace his fingers precisely on Lettas thigh, and up the dress she was wearing, causing Lettas eyes to slightly widen as Marcopletely pulled aside her dress to reveal her lower body. Dont close your eyes and look at how your expression is, Marco said. In the next moment, Letta could hear as Marco started to unfasten his belt, and something suffocating filled the atmosphere, leaving Letta only able to grip the sink. Look at me, Letta, Marco growled, causing Letta to gaze towards the mirrors reflection where Marco looked at her with a predatory stare, with sharp eyes that regarded her as prey that could be eliminated at any moment. And the next moment, Letta could feel something that made her feel full of despair. Marco pushed her roughly, causing Letta to wince due to the rough y given by Marco. Open your eyes and see how your expression is right now, Marco said, then lifting Lettas body in a way that made Letta truly see how she was being manipted, how Marco was doing it very clearly in front of the mirrors reflection that illuminated them, as if Marco wanted Letta to see what they were currently doing. You have to remember every touch I give you like this, Marco said, making Letta feel like she was watching a fleeting movie about herself, as Marco moved swiftly behind her, making her whole body tremble. Letta immediately felt nauseated and disgusted, seeing her body treated like an object that was only needed when the owner desired it. And at that moment, Letta could only bite her lower lip as Marco once again fulfilled her, causing her legs to tremble violently, epting the rough y from Marco.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. something urgent Marco then tidied up his appearance, adjusting the position of his suit, before finally ncing 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? Dont you want people to see your neck? Marco asked again, ncing at the kissmark, a sign of his possession. Letta remained silent, neither refuting nor responding to Marcos 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, causing Letta to pause for a moment while gripping the sink in front of her. Dont you want people to see this mark? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Good, then lets go out now, Marco said, walking ahead of Letta out of the bathroom, leaving Letta silently staring at the mirror in front of her. She then reapplied her lipstick to add color to her pale face and followed Marcos steps. As they approached the others, as usual, their arrival became the center of attention. Where have you two been? Helena asked as Marco sat opposite her, and Letta now sat beside her. Weve just been to the restroom, Marco replied nonchntly, then looked towards Jacob, who was ncing disapprovingly at him. For that long? others asked again. Yes, there was something urgent that I needed to take care of, right, honey? Marco asked, causing Letta to look up and meet Marcos gaze, nodding weakly. This made the mark on her slender neck clearly visible, catching Jacobs attention, which was also noticed by Marco, who shed a triumphant smile at Jacob, as Marco had always refused to let anything he possessed fall into Jacobs hands. Marco also knew that Jacob was not someone who could match him in any way. As the conversation continued, Letta nced at the clock nearby, which already showed eleven oclock at night. Eventually, one by one, people began to leave for their respective residences. However, Letta and Marco, of course, couldnt leave just yet, as Helena and Edward detained Marco to discuss something important. This left Letta sitting alone in the living room, apanied by snacks and warm tea. Letta didnt know what to do at the moment, so she just gazed nkly. Meanwhile, in another room, Helena immediately looked at Marco with a questioning gaze. What do you mean by all that youve been doing? Helena asked, to which Marco just looked at his parents nonchntly. What do you mean, Mom? Marco asked, as if he had no idea what he had been doing, causing Helena to sigh in frustration. I cant say anything more about all his ns and what he really wants, so Edward, youd better talk to your beloved child, Helena said, seemingly at a loss for what to say and leaving everything to Edward. Edward straightened his posture and looked at Marco with a serious gaze. Arabes parents met with me this afternoon, Edward said, and Marco could already guess the direction of their conversation. And then? Marco asked. Of course, they didnt agree with your sudden decision, which apparently ended your rtionship with Arabe just like that. But initially, didnt you say that after the baby was born, you would divorce her and also take custody of the child currently in her womb? Edward asked, making Marco smile and nod his head. Yes, and I changed my mind about that. I ended the rtionship with Arabe and chose to focus on my wife alone, Marco said, once again drawing Helenas attention, who looked at him with disapproval. How could you just end the rtionship with Arabes family like that? Werent you deeply in love with her all this time? Then, why, within just a few days after the wedding, have you changed like this? What has that woman done to you? Helena asked angrily. She didnt do anything; I was the one who did something to my wife. So let me remain faithful to my wife, stop pushing me to marry Arabe. Let Arabe marry a good man for her, Marco said, causing Helena to almost speak up again, but Edward stopped her.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Are you sure about your choice? Edward asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, of course, Dad and Mom, you know I never make decisions without considering the causes and consequences that Ill have to face. So, theres no need to worry about me. I know what I need to do and what Ive chosen now, Marco said, finally making Helena let out a long breath. Alright, then Daddy epts whatever youve decided, but make sure you dont tarnish the familys name, Edward said, seemingly approving Marcos current decision, which would surely be protested by his wife. But Edward, how can we just cut ties with Arabes family like that? Helena said. Why not, Mom? This is their decision as well. We cant interfere, and its a business matter. Dont worry, Marco must have thought of a way out, right, Marco? Edward asked, and Marco nodded. Of course, before making this decision, I already had a n and preparations for myself and my future. So theres no need to worry. If Mom still likes Arabe, Mom can adopt her and consider her as my sister, Marco said nonchntly. After that, he got up from his seat and left Edwards office, leaving Helena and Edward staring at his resolute back as he left. Meanwhile, Helena immediately looked at her husband with a displeased expression. What are you all really up to? I truly dont understand the way the men in this family think, Helena said, seemingly angry with her husband, making Edward, who currently had his own problems, have to persuade Helena to understand Marcos decision. Do you regret Letta then gazed at Marco as he stepped closer to her.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Lets go home now, he said, prompting Letta to get up from her seat and follow Marcos steps. Shouldnt 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. Theyre in Dads office, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. She certainly didnt dare to go back alone to bid farewell to her inws. Alright, then lets 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 didnt know how Marco was feeling at the moment, and she didnt want to risk making him even more upset. Finally, Letta heard Marcos firm voice again, Is whats 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. So, should I always look at you? Letta asked, almost whispering, making Marco finally look into her eyes. Thats better than you turning your back on me like that, Marco replied, causing Letta to adjust her sitting position and choose to look ahead. Letta simply yed with her fingers on herp. Somehow, the journey back home felt very long for Letta. She could only let out a slow breath and regte her heartbeat because she was sitting next to someone she felt always changed quickly. Fortunately, by continuously counting from one to a hundred in her heart, how many times, they finally arrived at Marcos residence. Marco immediately got out of the car, leaving Letta alone, as now Marco didnt need to pretend to treat Letta well anymore. Letta got out of the car and immediately met Desi, giving her a friendly smile. Have you had dinner? Desi asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, Letta replied, while looking at Marco ascending the stairs to the second floor. We had dinner at Marcos parents house earlier, Letta answered. If not, Ive left some food for you in the back. Would you like me to bring it? Desi asked, making Letta shake her head. No need, Im full. Thank you, Letta said, feeling that Desi had been paying attention to hertely. Letta didnt mind if Desi looked at her with pity, concern, or anxiety. It was enough for Letta to know that someone was still thinking about her. Eventually, Letta decided to enter the small room she upied, taking off the luxurious dress she had worn and changing into her usual clothes. Letta sat back on the bed, with only a few books as herpanions for reading. Marco still hadnt allowed her to enter the library or any other room in the house. She would only leave her room if Marco called her or instructed her to do something. Then, a knock was heard again at Lettas door, causing Letta to stop the movement of her hand, which had just begun to read. Yes,e in, Letta said, making Desi walk closer once again. Mr. Marco is calling for you, Desi said with a regretful expression, making Letta smile. Its okay, hes in a good mood right now, so nothing will happen to me, Letta said, making Desi look at her with a pitying gaze. You better rest, itste. You must still be awake just to greet our return, right? Letta said, making Desi finally choose to follow Lettas suggestion. Meanwhile, Letta, feeling anxious, began to climb the stairs with her heart pounding. Tonight, Letta didnt know what silly thoughts might be going through Marcos mind. As Letta slowly reached out and opened Marcos bedroom door, she could see Marco taking off his suit and shirt one by one. Sit down, Marco said, as Letta looked at the chair in the middle of the room. Letta didnt say much and simply sat down. Keep mepany and have a drink with me, Marco said, causing Letta to widen her eyes. Im not skilled in things like that, Letta replied, causing Marco to stop his movement. Then what are you skilled at in your life? Marco asked with a smirk, making Letta bow her head, as Marco ced a bottle of wine with two crystal sses in front of them. I dont care, but I need a drinkingpanion right now, Marco said again, making Letta look at Marco as he poured wine into her ss. But she could have gone to a club or met her friends, couldnt she? Letta thought, looking hesitantly at the drink. What are you waiting for, drink, Marco said, making Letta finally reach out and try to drink the wine in front of her in one gulp. Marco looked at Letta with a crooked smile. You really are innocent, Marco said, but Letta didnt hear Marcos words and instead furrowed her brow when she found the drink to be quite strong on her nose. Youre actually better than me at drinking this, considering you gulped it down all at once, Marco said again, making Letta look at Marco, who was still ying with the wine ss, sipping it little by little while continuing to gaze at her with an expression that was hard to interpret. Since your ss is empty, you need to refill it, Letta, Marco said, leaving Letta no choice but to refill her ss. It turned out Letta had to drink it slowly, trying the way Marco did. Marco just smiled thinly. For a while, they were silent, each gazing at the other, with Marco continuing to look at Letta, while Letta chose to look elsewhere, unable to return Marcos gaze at the moment. Do you regret our meeting? Marco asked, making Letta look at the man in front of her. Somehow her vision had started to blur, or perhaps she was getting drunk, Letta thought. Letta fell silent for a moment, trying to focus her gaze. Do you regret meeting a man like me? Marco asked again, making Letta nod her head without hesitation. this curse Marco furrowed his brow as he gazed at the woman who seemed distracted from herself. Marcos mind was consumed with questions about whether Letta had gotten drunk after just a few sses of wine. Letta was massaging the bridge of her nose at the time. I shouldnt have gotten involved with a man like you, Letta said, causing Marco to pause as he was about to drink from his ss of wine. Nevertheless, Marco remained fully aware. After returning from her parents house, Marcos 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 didnt have any specific thoughts, he just wantedpany. 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 nned our life long before this. Getting married, having children, living simply, and happily. Thats what we nned together, Abian and I, Letta said, sounding like she was rambling as she continued to slowly drink her wine. But suddenly God punished me by bringing a man like you into my life. Making my life feel like hell, Letta said again, leaving Marco speechless. Even though Letta expressed her feelings, Marco didnt feel angry or offended. He just gazed into Lettas eyes, filled with sadness. At first, I epted this curse because there would be my future baby who would be my source of strength. But this time, my life feels truly like hell. There is no longer anything that can be my source of strength, because my fetus has left me, as well as Abian, Mia, even my mother, and my father. Everyone has truly left me. Was I really born to be cursed like this? Letta said, leaving Marco in awe. And what I most appreciate about this curse is perhaps one day you too will leave and abandon me. Allowing me to be like a pigeon to fly freely again, Letta said, leaving Marco just staring at her in silence. I also want to cry with joy, like people who cry when they find out theyre pregnant, cry on their wedding day, and cry when they be a mother. Can I feel things like that? Even on my wedding day, I lost my fetus, and on that day, I lost everything. I lost my spirit, lost my identity. I lost myself, Letta said, tears continuing to wet her cheeks. Marco couldnt stay silent any longer. He reached for Lettas shoulders and pressed his lips against hers. Marco kissed Letta with a feeling that was not anger, not annoyance, but rather a different sensation. Marco seemed to want to silence all theintsing from Lettas mouth. Marco seemed not to want to hear all the grievances Letta expressed. For the first time, Marco could feel how Letta responded to his kiss. Even though he knew Letta was drunk, Marco could feel that this was Letta, the self she had concealed all this time. Letta didnt hold back when returning Marcos kiss. Letta then reached for Marcos nape to deepen their kiss. After that, Letta slipped her fingers into Marcos thick hair, causing Marco to pull Lettas waist closer. Marco could feel Letta ying with her tongue around his full lips, feeling her body temperature rising. Letta let go of the wine ss that had been in her hand, and it fell to the floor. Marco lifted Letta and carried her to his bed, maintaining their kiss. Marco also heard Lettas sighs between their kisses, an honest sound that emerged from Letta for the first time as they both united their lips with enough intensity. Marco sat on the edge of the bed, embracing Letta, savoring every trace of the wine that remained in Lettas mouth, which felt sweeter and more intoxicating than the wine he usually drank from his crystal ss. Marco felt the tightness within him starting to rebel as Letta deliberately yed her fingers on his neck, arousing something he couldnt contain. Marco began unbuttoning every button Letta wore without any resistance, without any sad or angry face staring at him. As if Letta was doing it because they both desired each other.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. mentioning Marco’s name. Letta didnt know how long she had been in Marcos embrace,pletely naked. Her clothes were scattered on the floor, a result of Marcos 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 Lettas scent deeply, prompting Letta to push Marco away, as if she wanted him to continue. Letta also felt how Marcos gentle tongue yed with her neck and shoulders, leaving strong marks. Letta could only draw closer, embracing Marcos body. Her pounding and heavy head seemed to suddenly disappear, yet Letta didnt understand why her consciousness hadnt 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 Marcos ear. Marco then reversed their positions andid Letta in the middle of the bed. Marco redirected his touches to Lettas sensitive sides, which now appeared round and taut. Letta raised both hands, grasping at something around her as Marco focused his sucking on her sensitive center. Meanwhile, Marco yed with it gently, giving massages that made Letta arch her body. Even Marcos name now sounded sweet in her ears, making Marco seem to burn with an even more intense suction. Marco then removed one by one the remaining fabrics clinging to Lettas body. They were now bothpletely uncovered. Marco left red marks on both of Lettas sensitive sides before lowering his kisses to Lettas stomach. He even gave gentle suckling to the wound on Lettas stomach, a wound that had been the source of her suffering with Marco all this time. Marco touched her gently and looked at her affectionately, before finally lowering his kiss. Lettas whole body trembled as she felt Marco lifting both her legs, and the next moment, Letta could only gasp as something soft touched her core. Down there, Marco skillfully yed with his tongue, making Letta continuously call Marcos name. This was the first time for her, the first time Letta could feel the pleasure of being touched by Marco. The next moment, Letta tensed as something moist entered her, causing her to exhale rapidly. However, it seemed not enough for Letta, especially when Marco greedily consumed every drop of it, sucking strongly as if nothing was left. Letta widened her eyes as her core still throbbed, disturbed by his fingers ying there. Marco voraciously toyed with Lettas core, making Letta slightly lift her body, propping herself up on both elbows. Letta grasped Marcos hair as if that wasnt enough for her. In the sitting position they were now in, Letta could easily control her bodys position, giving Marco thefort to do as he pleased. Letta gave a slight massage to Marcos hair, causing Marco to once again y with his tongue in Lettas core. Letta once again softly growled, mentioning Marcos name. Marco ravaged Lettas core, causing her to slightly raise her body, supporting herself on both elbows, observing how Marco couldnt release an inch of her core. Letta could only grip Marcos hair as if it wasnt enough for her. In the current position, Letta could freely control her bodys position, giving Marco thefort to do as he pleased. Letta gave a slight massage to Marcos hair, allowing Marco to resume ying with his tongue, toying with Lettas core. Letta once again softly growled, mentioning Marcos name. Her breaths raced again, her body trembled again just with the touch of that tongue, even though she had just had her first release. However, it seemed not enough for Letta, especially when Marco deliberately teased with his tongue and fingers that continued to entice her. Letta had a little difficulty in opening her long legs until finally Marco finished his game. Marco crawled over Lettas body and their lips met again. Letta felt the warmth of Marcos lips that had absorbed all the pleasure fluids that hade from her core, exchanging breaths with each other. This was the first time Letta had felt such pleasure with Marco. Simrly, Marco, who was treating Letta with such intensity for the first time. They seemed to be experiencing such intense intimacy for the first time. Marco pulled Letta to sit on hisp again, and this time Letta felt something hard at the base of her thighs. Letta, with her own instinct, began to move on Marcosp, causing Marco to groan as Letta moved skillfully. Letta seemed to transform, not being herself when desire took over. Letta also teased Marcos hearing by mentioning his name with passion. Meanwhile, Marco yed with both of Lettas cores in front of him, alternating ying with his tongue, making Letta truly feel like she was flying, her body feeling light. Marco continued to y with Lettas sensitive areas with gentle massages and suctions that made Letta unable to normalize her breathing. The touches provided by Marco made Lettas whole body feel as if it were stung by thousands of volts of electricity. The sweat pouring down Lettas body made Marco desire more, touching every inch of her skin without leaving any trace. Marcoid Letta back on the bed and their lips met again, as if not satisfied to leave even for a moment. Likewise, Letta now began to feel every muscle attached to her husbands body. As if those muscles were perfect decorations. For the first time, Letta felt how stiff Marcos muscles were, allowing her to truly grip him tightly, leaving scratches on every part of her husbands body, including countless ones on his back, shoulders, and arms. Letta satisfied herself, as did Marco, marking their increasing satisfaction. Marco then released their lip lock as he felt Lettas core pulsating. Marco couldnt hold back any longer. Marco began to spread Lettas legs wide enough, seeing how Lettas core was more than ready to receive him. Without hesitation, Marco began to prate her strongly, providing the moisture that facilitated his entry into Letta. The mere thought of it was enough to trigger a pleasant euphoria for both of them. The room temperature rose, making Marco ready to give even more on Lettas body.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. catching Letta’s scent Marco then lifted his body, spreading Lettas 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 Marcos 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 Marcos waist as the movements grew deeper, as if perfectly reaching her core. Letta didnt expect that the sensation of their skins touching each other would be so intoxicating, when Letta could feel Marcos gentle breath caressing her face. Letta didnt 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 his movements, while Letta caressed her husbands firm jaw as she felt her core getting tighter. Letta could also feel the sweat dampening Marcos face, which she gently stroked. Finally, Marco tried to reverse their position. Now Letta was in control on top, allowing Marco to freely touch every inch of Lettas skin, while Letta moved ording to her own desires on Marcos body.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. It was the first time Letta did this willingly, moving on top of the man who had hurt her all this time. But for now, for some reason, Letta didnt want to think about all that. Letta also wanted to feel how pleasurable it was when they merged with each other. Letta moved agilely on top of Marco, making Marco groan as Letta strongly felt his core. Marco slightly raised his body, reaching for Lettas nape, reuniting their lips, and slipping his tongue in forcefully. His other hand yed with both of her sensitive sides, making Letta move even faster. Groans rang in her ears, making Letta release beautiful moans as Marco moved along. Letta hugged Marco again and scratched his back, making Marco elerate his movements. Marco then lifted Lettas waist, positioning her with her back to him. From there, Marco could see how Lettas back shimmered with sweat, observing how the back of Letta looked equally beautiful. Marco began to lift Letta and reunited their cores, making long sighs heard as Marco once again filled her core, which now felt so tight and deep, especially now when it seemed like Marco couldnt control himself anymore. Marco moved rapidly behind Letta, causing her whole body to move quickly, even making Letta moan loudly as her core pulsed again. This made Marcos core clench so tightly, and Marco felt an extraordinary pleasure as his core became even slicker and stronger. The moans and groans that intertwined in the room made them unable to contain their rising body temperature. This led them to release their union, and Letta faced him again without any instructions. Marco re-entered her, moving above Letta while continuing to kiss her cheeks, neck, and the hollow of her throat. His hands explored every part of Lettas body without missing a spot. Letta then pulled Marcos nape as something surged in her stomach, as if thousands of butterflies were trying to break free. She bit her lower lip, fully enjoying the sensation. As Marcos muscr body continued to move rapidly above her, Letta felt herself floating in the pleasure Marco was providing. Letta didnt know the condition of her body, seeing red marks left by Marco as something not repulsive to her this time. Marcos gentle touch no longer felt rough, until Marco pulled Lettas waist and bnced their movements. Their groans grew stronger, their movements faster, and the next moment, they both reached the peak simultaneously. Marco continued to release his fluid inside Letta until it filled the base of Lettas thighs. They both tried to regte their breaths. Letta positioned her body sideways, feeling the exhaustion from that extraordinary pleasure. The next moment, she felt pulled into a warm embrace. Sleep, you must be tired, Marco said. Letta couldnt respond, but she felt Marcos kiss on the top of her head. Marco kissed Lettas exposed neck and shoulder. Letta felt a thick nket covering their bodies. Marcosrge hands encircling her waist made Letta quickly fall asleep, just like Marco who held Letta close to his body, inhaling her scent around him. They were both hypnotized by the long, warm night, reluctant to be disturbed. Regr breaths began to be heard from Marco and Letta as time passed. The sun began to rise, and the sound of birds could be heard in Marcos ears through the gap in the bedroom window. The servants had begun to bustle, making Marco feel different from before when he opened his eyes. Marco stared at the ceiling of his room, trying to focus, and realized that Letta was not by his side. He jolted slightly, looking around, seeing his scattered clothes, but no sign of Lettas clothes or her scent. Marco felt annoyed for not catching Lettas scent when he first woke up. locked herself Letta blinked as she felt her dry throat, prompting her to slowly open her eyes, intending to get a ss of water. Her movement halted when she felt arge hand now encircling her stomach. This made Letta finally realize as she turned around and saw Marco embracing her tightly. From his regr breaths that momentarily silenced Letta, she gazed at Marcos 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 husbands face. However, the next moment, for some reason, a sense of anger now welled up from the depths of Lettas heart. Letta began to realize what she had just done with Marco. They engaged in an intimate rtionship, perhaps for the first time, without resistance and without feeling coercion. This slowly made Letta lift Marcos arm, moving it aside. Then, Letta immediately hurriedly got up from her bed. Letta picked up her scattered clothes. After that, she nced at the clock on the nightstand, which already showed two in the early morning. Not only that, Letta then shifted her gaze around. There were still wine bottles and sses scattered on the floor. Then, she looked towards Marcos scattered clothes. Letta then turned, looking at the reflection in therge mirror that now showed her body with red marks that almost covered her upper body. This made Letta immediately rush out of Marcos room after putting on her clothes. Letta immediately descended the stairs and entered her own small room. She had no intention of falling asleep again. Letta went straight into the small bathroom and doused her body with cold water. Then, she scrubbed every inch of her skin, not missing even a bit on her face and hair. Letta seemed unwilling to leave any traces of her ytime with Marco on her body. And the next moment, Letta sat on the cold floor, crying softly. Letta didnt know what kind of flutter she feltst night when Marco touched her with such tenderness. The flutter made her heart feel tight, but not in a painful way. This made Letta unwilling to acknowledge that it was a different feeling filling her heart. Letta didnt want to be the one who had feelings of happiness likest night for a man who had been tormenting her all this time. Letta wanted to get rid of that feeling. This made Letta now just cry softly. It was truly sad for her if she really had feelings that might involve admiring a man who didnt even care about her, whether she was alive or dead. Letta didnt know how long she had locked herself in the bathroom, with a wet and cold body, even without shivering at all. Letta tried to feel if her heartbeat still felt racing or not, and only then did Letta get up and leave the room. Letta looked at herself, feeling how sad her life was at the moment. Eventually, Letta heard a bird chirping loudly outside her window. The bird seemed to urge her to leave the small room. Although Letta didnt know where the bird came from, she could clearly see the bird in the darkness outside. Letta chose to ignore the pecking of the birds beak on the small ss window and changed her clothes. Letta didnt know what Marco would do to her if he knew she wasnt in the room when he woke up. Letta was familiar enough with Marcos habit of getting angry with whatever she did. However, after Letta finished changing, she suddenly paused, looking back at the bird still pecking at the window ss. Letta began to think, whether this was an opportunity to leave the house. Letta approached and reached out her hand, tapping on the window ss. Letta observed the small window, realizing that if her body passed through it, it would be enough. After that, Letta looked at her phone, still dead and cracked, then nced at the clock, which showed three in the morning. Letta was sure that the guards outside were not too focused on their surveince in the early hours like this, prompting Letta to look for something to break the window ss. Letta didnt want to be confined in here with feelings she wanted to distance herself from. Letta truly didnt know where those feelings came from, and since when a single gentle treatment from Marco made her love him. Letta had to leave immediately so that those feelings wouldnt grow any stronger. Letta didnt want to be more miserable by loving the man who had tormented her all this time. After that, Letta found a piece of wood that served as a support for her bed. However, Letta couldnt just break it immediately, because that would certainly attract peoples attention. However, after thinking it through, Letta realized that her room was at the end of Marcos house and the noise wouldnt possibly be heard from the front. Moreover, outside, her room only bordered an unkempt garden, with tall trees resembling a forest. Letta didnt know how far that garden extended, but she would think about it once she was outside. Letta finally tried to steady her resolve first. Was she really going to escape from Marcos grasp? If so, what did she have to risk at the moment? If previously she had to lose her baby, then this time if she failed, what she might risk could be her life. Marco would definitely be very angry and might even finish her off immediately, but for Letta, that was not a frightening threat. For Letta, life or death at this point was no different. Even if she died, she would be able to end her suffering, rather than having to live bearing all the pain that truly made her chest even tighter. Letta then opened her eyes and quickly swung the wood, so the window was no longer obstructed. Letta hurriedly disposed of all the shards of ss with the wood before finally attempting to leave the small room that had be her prison.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. her next plan Letta had difficulty squeezing out of the small window, as anticipated earlier, with a ss shard grazing her leg. Startled, Letta leapt out and realized the window was higher than she had imagined. Then, Letta looked around and realized she was in a building that waspletely isted from Marcos house. Letta didnt know what kind of structure Marco had built when constructing this house, but her room was at the edge of other gardens directly connected to a garden with dense trees, resembling a forest. However, it was still within Marcos property. Letta then gazed at the bird that was now flying around. Letta didnt know if someone had sent the bird or if it was a helper for her. Without much thought, Letta immediately hurried back when the bird flew into the garden that looked like an artificial forest. Letta ran as fast as she could, keeping an eye on the bird. The deeper she went, the more she realized that this was truly a forest, with the bushes getting taller, which made Letta not expect a forest to be amidst the luxurious buildings like Marcos house. Letta stopped in her tracks when she felt a pang in her foot, took a moment to catch her breath, and tried to survey the surroundings. However, the forest was pitch dark, with no illumination whatsoever. Letta could only squint to see the bird flying again, prompting her to run. Letta didnt know how long she had been traversing the forest until she finally caught sight of the moonlight illuminating her path. Around her, the trees were no longer visible, only a few tree trunks and overgrown grass dominating thendscape. Letta didnt know where Marcos house was located, didnt know which way to go. The only guide at the moment was the bird that continued to fly, often pausing on a branch. Letta considered the bird her savior and continued to follow it, wondering where it would lead her. As the bird took flight again, Letta followed until they arrived at a stream. The water wasnt too deep, but there were plenty of rocks around. Letta was confident that she had strayed far from Marcos property, as her aching legs indicated that she had delved deep into the forest. Letta sat on a rock, allowing her stinging feet to soak in the river, while gazing at the bird perched on arge rock in the middle of the stream. Letta began to ponder whether the bird would only guide her this far. The sky was also starting to brighten. The night would surely transition in a few hours, and Letta immediately hurried out of the forest to figure out her current location. Letta felt the need to get as far away as possible from the city where Marco was. Suddenly, the bird that had been guiding her disappeared without a trace. Letta decided to follow the rivers flow, as she wasnt sure how deep into the forest she would go if she crossed it. Several hourster, Letta gazed at the seemingly bright sky, yet she still couldnt spot the end of the river. Letta started feeling tired, her body growing increasingly weak. Upon hearing bustling noises that signaled a gathering, Letta quickly improvised by tearing the edge of her dress into a hair tie and washing her face. After that, Letta continued her journey, and after about 30 minutes, she finally caught sight of settlements along the river. Letta decided to find a way to reach the Main Road. She found a stone to use as a foothold to climb up to the road. After that, Letta continued her steps and arrived at a street that felt unfamiliar. Letta had never been to that street before, so she didnt know that it was far from her previous residence and also from Marcos ce. After reading some signs around, Letta realized that this was a town adjacent to her residence, yet the distance was still quite far. Although somewhat relieved, Letta knew it wasnt a safe ce, as Marco would likely find her easily if she stayed there. Letta sought a ce to rest for a moment and contemte her next n. Suddenly, Letta realized she was near the harbor, as there was a bustling fish market around. Letta felt this was the path given to her to escape from Marco. Without hesitation, Letta hurried towards the fish market. Letta saw people busy going back and forth, selling catches straight from the sea. The rivers current truly led Letta to a beginning that could possibly lead her to a new life. With only a cracked phone, Letta didnt know what fortunes awaited her after escaping from Marcos grasp. Letta realized the importance of finding a way to cross the city and go as far as possible so that Marco couldnt find her.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. missing again Marco red angrily at the guards and servants now lined up in the main hall of the grand house. So you couldnt find her? Marco asked, folding his arms and staring sharply at his subordinates, after receiving the report that Letta had once again escaped his grasp. I apologize, Sir. We searched around the house, but we couldnt find her. Some of us were also scouring the woods to find any trace of thedy, and we havent heard from them yet, one of the guards, who was leading the search for Letta, said, making Marco grimace wryly. It seems pointless to employ all of you. How could you manage to lose her again? Today isnt the first time. Should I eliminate each of you one by one to show you what it feels like to lose and vanish from this earth? Marco said, making the servants only bow their heads even lower, feeling the aura that truly made their bodies tremble just by hearing Marcos threats. Marco then turned to Desi, who also seemed to be trembling and fearful. Where were you when Letta left this house? Marco asked, making Desi step forward. Im sorry, Sir, I was resting in my room, and I didnt know that Madam was trying to escape again. I thought Madam was in the upstairs room with you, Desi replied. As far as Desi knew, Letta had gone to Marcos room the previous night, and after that, Desi didnt know if Letta had returned to her room. Only when Desi heard themotion from some guards who started searching for her did Desi realize that Letta had fled. You should have checked Lettas room more often, even if she was in my room. Havent I emphasized never to leave any room for her to escape? Why didnt any of you realize when she broke that small window? Marco asked. I heard it, Sir, and I thought it came from the kitchen. I thought a servant might be breaking a ss, so I didnt pay much attention as the sound was very faint when I heard it, one of the guards said, making Marco clench his fist and grab the guard, delivering a punch to his face, causing him to tumble to the floor. If only you had rushed to see, we could still have caught Letta. Because of your indifference, we lost that woman, Marco said angrily, his voice reverberating throughout the room. For some reason, Marco felt his anger was bing uncontroble. Perhaps at this moment, Marco felt like killing everyone in his house, but he had to contain his anger. He had to keep searching for Letta. Now find that woman, by any means necessary, search everywhere, and I dont want to hear any more failures from you, Marco said, causing everyone to return to their respective tasks. Marco then walked to the room where Lettas small bathroom was located. He pushed the door open and saw the shattered ss still scattered around. Marco nced at the small closet there, still neatly arranged with Lettas clothes. This meant Letta hadnt taken anything except her phone with the cracked screen. Marco didnt know if the phone was still usable or not. He roughly wiped his face and was about to leave the room. However, his steps halted when he saw the small bathroom inside. There, still, were the clothes Letta had worn the previous night when she was in Marcos room. Marco paused for a moment before taking those clothes. They still carried Lettas unmistakable scent, causing Marco to clutch them before exiting and heading to his own room. Upon entering his room, his heart felt constricted again. His room was still infused with Lettas scent. For some reason, Marco wanted to be angry and destroy something. Eventually, the wine bottle that had apanied him the previous night became his target, and it shattered as it collided with the wall in front of him. Marco yelled loudly before roughly wiping his face. Marco didnt expect to be so furious after losing Letta. Clearly, Marco was certain of their connection the previous night. Marco was sure he couldnt lose Letta. It felt suffocating and painful to realize that Letta was no longer by his side. When Marco heard themotion from outside and didnt see Letta by his side, he immediately felt a tightness in his chest. A guard reported that Letta had escaped his grip again, making Marcos chest feel even tighter. How could Letta decide to leave her life behind once more? After all, Marco was certain he had threatened her with the worst consequences to prevent her from leaving him. Yet, still, the woman was stubborn, as if her life with Marco was the end of everything. Marco then walked towards the drinks table. There, his various drinks wereid out, and Marco picked one, taking a gulp straight from the bottle. Marco hoped that by drinking alcohol, he could momentarily clear his mind and alleviate his tightness. He didnt want to continuously harbor such feelings. What he had to do was find Letta quickly. Marco couldnt let Letta stay away from him any longer. Marco reached for his phone while carrying the bottle of drink. He tried to contact Pedro. Hello, where are you? Marco asked when the call connected. Letta is missing again. The guards you assigned at my house are all ipetent, so you have to find Letta, by any means necessary. Look for her around this city and other cities. I dont know how far she has gone, but Im sure shes gone far enough, Marco said, rubbing his face roughly. But dont let this news spread outside, especially if outsiders find out, Marco said before ending the call. He gazed back at his bed, where he had spent the night with Letta. The tightness still felt very apparent to Marco. He felt that one gulp of alcoholic drink wasnt enough. Marco didnt know what Letta had done to him. After all, all this time Marco intended to ruin her life. However, this time, it was the opposite that he felt. Marco felt that it was Letta who was currently tormenting him, causing the tightness and pain he was experiencing.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Marco pulled the trigger of the pistol Letta fell silent, feeling the wind now blowing across her face. She could finally sense how liberating it was and how the tightness had vanished. It was as if Letta could breathe freely again, as if she didnt need to worry just to inhale the air around her. Finally, a pat on her shoulder brought her back to reality, and Letta turned around. Where are you going? Whats your destination? asked a middle-aged woman she met at the fish market. The woman was willing to help her. I dont know yet. I dont have a destination, Letta replied, making the middle-aged woman look at her with a sad gaze. Do you have any family? the woman asked. Letta shook her head. Then why did you leave if you dont have a destination? the middle-aged woman asked again. Now she was sitting beside Letta. Currently, Letta was on a small boat heading towards a city. She chose this route so that Marcos men couldnt find her. I am a victim of a crime. I was robbed and held captive for several days. I dont want to go back to that city, so I chose to leave, even though I dont know my destination, Letta exined, choosing not to disclose her tragic life story to a stranger. This made the woman look at her even more sympathetically. Would you like to work at my ce? the woman asked. Letta immediately looked at her with sparkling eyes. Can I? Letta asked. The woman smiled and nodded. I have a Fried Chicken shop. Although its not busy, it seems like I need one more employee, the woman continued. Letta nodded her head. Of course, Id love to. Thank you for your kindness, Letta said. The woman nodded. Somehow, the woman always looked at Letta with a sad gaze, as if she could feel what Letta was feeling. After two hours on the boat, Letta finally arrived at the port of her destination city.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Well, here is where I live. From this port, we just need to take a fifteen-minute bus ride, and well be there, the woman replied. Letta nodded her head. Letta saw the woman carrying some belongings and immediately rushed to help. Let me help you, Letta said. The woman smiled, allowing Letta to carry some of her shopping items. Letta followed the woman to a bus stop to go to her house, as the woman had exined. Finally, after fifteen minutes, Letta got off the bus. Letta saw a very different city, bustling but not too crowded with vehicles. Perhaps because people in that city didnt like to use private vehicles too much, so the city didnt cause the pollution that made the air feel tight. Letta smiled, feelingfortable staying in this city. The woman led her inside. This is my house, and a few meters ahead is my Fried Chicken shop. Pleasee in, the woman said. Letta nodded awkwardly. She entered the modest house with inconspicuous furnishings. Letta looked around. Sorry, my house might not be as nice as you think, the woman said, carrying her belongings to another room. Its okay, your house isfortable, Letta replied, making Meri smile. Oh, by the way, you can call me Meri, the kind middle-aged woman said, making Letta smile. Do you live here alone? Letta asked, making Meri pause. No, I live with my son. At this time, hes still working at his office, and after returning from the office, he usually helps me at the Fried Chicken shop. However, with you here, maybe I wont need to trouble him too much. I sometimes feel sorry seeing my son always using his energy. Ive told him that I can handle the shop on my own, but he always cant bear to see me alone at the shop. Ive also suggested hiring someone, but he always refuses, saying its a waste of money to pay someone else. Its better to use it for other needs, Meri exined, making Letta smile and nod. It seems like your son is very kind, Letta said, making Meri smile again. Yes, hes the only person who can keep me motivated in this world. I dont know what I would do without my son. Maybe right now, I would just be sitting at home enjoying my old age without thinking about my future life, Meri said, making Letta smile. You must be tired. Clean yourself first, and rest when you feel enough. Ill call you and take you to the shop, Meri said, making Letta nod, as she also felt the need to freshen up and at least rest her body for a while. Heres the towel, and Ill prepare some clothes for you. Fortunately, our body sizes are the same. Although our skin tones are far apart, I have some clothes you can use, Meri said, making Letta smile again. Letta then took Meris wrist and held it tightly. Thank you for your help. You have helped me so much. I dont know what would have happened if I hadnt met you. I would probably be like a lost soul in this unfamiliar city, Letta said, making Meri shake her head. Its okay. I see you like my own daughter. So, hurry up. You need to rest because the shop will open in a few hours, said Meri, making Letta nod. Letta then cleaned herself and rested in a small room. Letta guessed it was Meris room, and she was right. Letta felt tired, and when she closed her eyes, she fell asleep right away. Letta felt peaceful, and for the first time, Letta could sleep without fear. It was the first time Letta could truly close her eyes with a calm feeling. Letta didnt know how long she had been feeling tired and depressed, until she felt a jolt on her shoulder. Letta, wake up, the familiar voice said, making Letta furrow her brows in her sleep. Letta knew that heavy voice well. Are you listening to me? Wake up, he said again, making Letta immediately open her eyes wide when she saw Marco now staring at her with a sharp gaze. And it wasnt just that that made Letta afraid, as a pistol was now right in front of her face. Bingo, Marco said, and after that, Letta could clearly see how Marco pulled the trigger of the pistol, aiming it directly at her head. Meri shop 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 didnt 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. Were going to the shop, Meri said, prompting Letta to rush to the bathroom first to freshen up.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. 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, Meri said, making Letta nod her head again. You can put those chickens over there, and you can help me mix some of these spices, Meri said, making Letta start doing what Meri instructed. Although she felt awkward at first, with Meris guidance, Letta began to understand what to do at the shop. In the first hour of opening the shop, no one came, but after 6 pm, customers began to arrive one by one. Do you also take online orders? Letta asked, making Meri shake her head. No, only a few customers call the shop, like regrs. So sometimes my son also delivers them. I havent opened it online yet because of theck of workers, not the shortage, but perhaps theck of intention, because my son forbids me from adding employees. He says he can handle it. But if I add employees, my shop might be able to advance even further, Meri said, making Letta nod her head. Now that youre here, its okay to open it online, Letta said, making Meri smile. Yes, thats a good idea, and it seems like you have to persuade my son, not me, Meri said, making Letta smile again. Letta also didnt know what kind of person Meris son was, so Letta continued her work. Customers seemed to be increasingly entering the shop, and Meri had even received some phone calls to have their chicken delivered. Letta helped Meri season the chicken, even asionally frying them. Letta also sometimes greeted some customers who were sitting at the tables in the restaurant. Letta didnt know how Meri managed to do it alone. She must be busy. Even when Letta was helping, she looked a bit overwhelmed, until her movement stopped when suddenly someone stood near her. Mother really hired an employee. Didnt I say that- Enough, no need toment right now. Its better to quickly change your clothes and help me. Look, the customers have starteding in, and there are already some phone calls asking for their orders to be delivered, Meri interrupted, halting the young mans words. Letta remained silent, blinking, looking up to see a man standing in front of her. Letta then averted her gaze when the man looked back at her, choosing to continue frying the chicken. A few minutester, Letta saw the man had changed into the same uniform as hers, the restaurants uniform, and took some boxes of prepared chicken. Ill deliver it now, the man said, who turned out to be Meris son, making Meri nod her head. While Letta and Meri were busy serving the customers in the shop. Letta didnt know how time could pass so quickly when she was helping Meri in the shop. Suddenly, Meri said that the chicken stock was empty, and they had to close the shop early. It made Letta look at the clock, which already showed 10 pm. It seems like your presence brings luck, Meri said from the kitchen, making Letta, who was sitting at the table she had just cleaned, turn around. Usually, we even have to stay open until midnight to finish the chicken stock because I cant resell the chicken weve prepared today for tomorrow, Meri said again, then handed Letta a cold drink. Thank you. Mothers words are exaggerated. Yet you said I brought luck when the shop closed early several times, the man, who was now sitting not far from Letta, said. Thats different, this is the first time Letta has helped me, Meri said, making the man look towards Letta. Oh right, you two havent been properly introduced, have you? This is Letta, and hes Sean, my son, Meri said, making Letta nod her head. So, who is she exactly? Sean asked, looking at Letta. Shes actually a new employee I recruited. She applied for a job at our Fried Chicken shop, Meri said, making Letta smile awkwardly, while Sean remained silent with a nk expression. Letta couldnt tell if Sean liked her presence or not, as she couldnt read his expression at all. Well, how about we just rest at home? We can go back now, Letta, Meri said, causing Sean to once again not understand his mothers words. We? Sean asked, looking back at Meri. Yes, because from now on, Letta is also staying with us, Meri said, making Sean about to open his mouth, but his mother quickly raised her palm. You can askter when were at home, because right now Im tired. And look, Letta seems to be too. So its better for us to go home and tidy up this shop and lock it, Meri said, making Sean immediately swallow his question and choose to do as Meri said. They locked the shop and hurried back home, which wasnt far from the shop. On the way, Meri chatted with Letta, while Sean followed the steps of the two women in front of him. Sean kept staring at the side of Lettas smiling face, looking towards his mother. Sean didnt know where his mother had picked up a woman who was suddenly invited to live with them. This made Sean furrow his brows, looking suspiciously at Letta. Where are you? Marco remained silent, gazing nkly 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 theres 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. Havent 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 couldnt find her because of the heavy rainst 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, youve never failed in any task Ive 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 nod before leaving the room. Meanwhile, Marco clenched his fist. It had been two days since he started looking for Letta, but there was still no news of her whereabouts. Right now, Marco was feeling increasingly frustrated. Until finally, the door to his office opened again, and he saw Helena walking quickly towards him, making Marco roughly rub his face. Ive heard everything, Helena said, making Marco choose to look away. I dont want to argue, so can you talk about this some other time, Mom? Marco said again, making Helena look at him with raised eyebrows. Why would you hide something as big as this? I know that woman is no longer carrying your flesh and blood. Then why did you hide it? Shouldnt you have said right away at the hospital that the descendant of Jovanka was no longer in her womb? Helena said again, making Marco stand up from his seat. This is my business, Mom. So its better for you not to meddle in this anymore. This is between me and that woman, Marco said, making Helena look at him with a puzzled expression. Whats actually happening to you? Why just because of that woman did you decide to end things with Arabe? Wasnt that a good thing? You lost the reason to hold onto your marriage and that woman, so we can continue our n for you to marry Arabe, Helena said, making Marco shake his head. That cant happen, Marco said, making Helena look at him with a questioning gaze. What cant happen? Why do you still want to keep that woman and let go of someone as good as Arabe? Helena asked. Mommy wont understand what I feel. I know what I should do, so dont force me. I have also told Arabe, if she deserves a better man than me. I dont want to hold on to Arabe for too long, Marco said, leaving Helena speechless. Helena truly didnt understand what Marco wanted at this moment. Why was he still holding on to Letta? Do you love her? Helena suddenly asked, causing Marco to pause. Marco fell silent before turning to look at his mommy. It has nothing to do with the feelings I currently have. So I will take care of my own affairs, so mommy doesnt need to worry. I know what Im doing, its better if you go home now, Marco said, surprising Helena that Marco would be so cold towards her just because of that woman. In the beginning, Marco had already assured that he only needed his flesh and blood. So, why now, when he couldnt have that flesh and blood anymore, was Marco still insistent on holding onto Letta?All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. You still want to find that woman even after she ran away from you. Isnt that a sign that shes tired of all the ties with you? Its better if you let go of that woman. Besides, she means nothing to you, Helena said, before turning and leaving Marco standing, gazing towards therge window of his high-rise building. Marco fell silent. Somehow, he didnt know what he wanted at this moment, but Marco was certain that he couldnt let go of Letta. Marco didnt want to see her far from him, whether it was because of the loss that Letta had etched on his heart due to the loss of their unborn child or for some other reason that made Marco still unable to guess what was currently troubling his heart and mind. For two days, Letta was out of his reach, making it truly difficult for Marco to focus on anything he had to do. His focus was solely on finding Letta, until the woman truly returned. Even closing his eyes felt difficult for Marco. He was disturbed by Lettas presence that he still didnt understand until now. Marco then turned and walked quickly out of his office. He couldnt stay still like this, relying on his subordinates who still couldnt provide any information on Lettas whereabouts. He would take matters into his own hands and search for the woman who had made his life so chaotic. Several guards greeted Marco as he arrived in front of his tall building. After that, he got into his luxurious car and immediately elerated. Although Marco didnt know where he should go to find Letta, he kept driving without direction or purpose. All that was on Marcos mind was how Letta used to look at him with a nk expression, her empty gaze, and asionally a look filled with hatred directed at him. Now, as he pictured it in his mind, Marco somehow felt his chest getting tighter. But all that seemed to lift as he remembered thest night he spent with Letta, causing Marco to repeatedly hit the steering wheel in his grip. Where are you really, Letta? Marco murmured, now only able to utter Lettas name with his mouth without being able to see the woman who Marco thought would always be under his watch. Marco’s command 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, Lettas life had felt more orderly. She woke up feeling refreshed, had a sound sleep, and immediately engaged in activities that somewhatforted her. Letta quickly cleaned herself up and went out to see Meri, who was getting ready to go to the market. Can Ie along? Letta asked, causing Meri to stop and look at her. Are you sure you want toe? Doesnt the sea journey take a few hours? Ill be shopping a lot there because Im going to my hometown tomorrow. So I need to buy more than usual, Meri said, making Letta nod. Thats why I want toe. Wont it be quicker if we both shop together? Besides, youll surely need someone to help you, right? Letta said, making Meri smile. Alright, then get ready. Well be leaving soon, Meri said, making Letta nod. As Letta had mentioned earlier, she got some clothes from Meri because their bodies were of the same size. Even though they were just casual clothes and training gear that Meri gave her, they feltfortable for Letta. Shall we go now? Letta asked when she was ready, making Meri nod. They took the ovend route for a few minutes before finally arriving at the port and crossing to the market where Letta first met Meri. The bustling atmosphere immediately filled the port as Letta and Meri arrived, prompting Meri to swiftly enter the market. What do we need to buy? Letta asked, prompting Meri to show her a rather long shopping list, making Letta smile. Should we divide it? Letta asked, causing Meri to shake her head. No need. Besides, its your first time shopping too. How about you just follow me and help me carry the items? Meri said, making Letta nod. They then went from one shop to another, buying materials for the store and their daily necessities. Meri was used to buying her groceries once a week at this market. But Lettas movement halted when she saw a luxurious car at the market. It was very unusual. It was unlikely for someone of high rank to shop at this market. Lettas mind immediately turned to the people who had gathered, dressed in all-ck attire identical to the guards usually under Marcosmand. Letta widened her eyes and quickly hid behind the crowd. Meri didnt miss this. Why are you looking for something? Meri asked, making Letta shake her head. No, do we still have a lot to buy? Letta asked again, making Meri look at her shopping list. No, just one more shop to go. After that, well be done and well wait for the boat to take us back, Meri replied, making Letta nod and continue following Meris steps. Letta asionally nced at the group of people. For a while, they seemed to scatter and then regroup before finally leaving the market area. Letta let out a long sigh. Was Marco still looking for her up to this moment, she wondered. It had been several days already. It seemed that Marco was really serious about his words that he wouldnt let her go. Even if she ran to the ends of the earth, Marco would continue to search for her, Letta thought, making her be more anxious. Would Marco really be able to find her someday, Letta pondered. But for now, at least Letta could hide for a while. Letta then looked at Meri. They were currently sitting, waiting for the boat to take them across. Letta didnt intend to bring any harm to Meri and her son. However, Letta didnt have any other way to hide because it was Meri who was extending her help. But if Marco truly found her someday, Letta would truly beg in any way possible for Marco not to touch Meri and anything around her.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. For now, Letta only needed a ce to take shelter. Although deep down, she hoped that Marco would never find her. Lettas reverie was interrupted when Meri patted her shoulder as the boat that would take them arrived. This prompted Letta to quickly bring their shopping items on board. Letta remained silent. Somehow, seeing those guards still searching for her disturbed the peace she had felt in the past few days. Letta seemed to be enchanted by her hiding from Marco, ignoring the fact that Marco had people who could potentially find her at any time. Why, are you hungry or feeling dizzy? Meri asked, making Letta shake her head while smiling to reassure her. No, maybe just a little hot, Letta said, gazing at the high sun and the bright blue sky. Yes, the weather is really nice right now. Oh, for the next few days, I think I have to close my shop, and Ill freeze these groceries, Meri said. Why freeze them? Lets just keep the shop open. Arent Sean and I here? Letta said, making Meri fall silent. Even though its the weekend tomorrow, Im not sure if Sean would be willing to open the shop on his own, Meri replied. Of course he would. Ill help him. Dont worry, you can go back to your hometown peacefully. Ill take care of things here. Besides, its a shame if the shop is closed on the weekend, Letta said, making Meri nod. Ill talk to Seanter. Maybe hell agree to open the shop, Meri said, making Letta smile. They then continued their journey until they arrived at the port and boarded a bus to Meris house. Upon arrival, they immediately arranged the groceries they had bought as usual. Letta helped Meri quite skillfully, having learned from her over the past few days. At least for now, Letta could breathe a little easier because her trail had yet to be discovered by Marcos men. She just needed to enjoy what she was experiencing now, living a normal life without thinking about the man who might have intentions to kill her, Letta thought. I can handle it Letta gazed at Sean, who was currently helping to load his mothers belongings onto the bus, then turned to look at Meri beside her. If youre tired, you dont have to force yourself. Working at? restaurant can be a bit challenging, said Meri, causing Letta to shake her head. Its okay, I can handle it. Besides, didnt I say that its not a problem if the restaurant is covered? Letta replied, making Meri smile while holding Lettas hand. Thank you for helping, said Meri. Thank you too for amodating me, Letta replied. Alright, the bus is ready to leave. I promise it wont be long, just two or three days. Take care, okay, and remember, if Sean leaves you alone, its 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 understand, Meri said to Sean, who just shrugged nonchntly. Im leaving. Take care of yourself, Meri said as the bus slowly began to move. Take care, and take care of your health too, Letta shouted as the bus moved farther away. Letta then looked at Sean, who was staring at the departing bus in front of him. So, what do we do now? Letta asked, causing Sean to look back at her and remain silent for a moment, observing Lettas face, before walking past her without saying anything. As usual, well prepare everything before the shop opens, Sean said, finally prompting Letta to nod and follow Seans steps towards the shop, as they had previously ced all the ingredients inside. Have you made sure the house is locked? Letta asked. No need, my mother always takes care of it, so the house is definitely safe, Sean replied, not needing to bother checking his house again, as Meri would make sure of things before leaving to visit her mother. Sean and Letta finally entered the shop, seeing the scattered ingredients, not to mention the bottles of drinks and the tables that were still not neatly arranged.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Its better if you handle the ingredients, Ill tidy up the tables and also sweep, Letta said, once again causing Sean to seemingly ignore her, prompting Letta to immediately take a broom and other utensils she could use. She began to put the bottles of drinks into a basket, then wiped the tables and cleaned the windows. Unbeknownst to her, from behind the ss partition, Sean continued to watch her. Initially, when he first met Letta, Sean was a little puzzled as to how his mother could ept a woman she didnt know at all, even letting her stay in their house. This time, letting her open the shop with him made Sean, for some reason, feel that his mother was toopassionate towards someone they didnt even know. Sean sighed before starting to prepare the ingredients beside him. A few hours passed, everything was ready, finally prompting Sean to open his chicken restaurant. In the restaurant, there wasnt just chicken, but also other side dishes. In the area around their home, there werent too many chicken restaurants, only other restaurants with different menus. Thats why their chicken restaurant was quite popr, as Letta had experienced when helping Meri, they were really a little overwhelmed. Before the customers arrive, its better if you freshen up first. We can take turns, Sean said, causing Lettas movement to halt. Letta then nodded her head. Alright, then, Letta replied, then walked, but her steps stopped right at the doorframe. Do you have a phone charger at your house? I just need to check if my phone can still be used or not, Letta said, causing Sean to fall silent. Sean paused for a moment before nodding. Yes, near the TV, I left it there, Sean replied, prompting Letta to continue her steps. Letta walked along the sidewalk, gazing at the setting sun. Today, the sky wasnt too bright, but it also wasnt raining, which made Letta smile. Somehow Letta liked this kind of weather, not too hot and not too cold. Until finally, Letta entered the room. Letta immediately freshened up, then took her phone that she usually ced under her pillow. Letta didnt know if her phone was still usable or not. The screen was cracked, and turning it on might disturb its disy. This made Letta finally try to bring the phone to the main room, where Sean had said that the phone charger was near the TV. Letta immediately searched for it and found it. Letta immediately plugged in her phone. Letta hoped her phone was still functional. And the next moment, her phone managed to turn on, and it was charging while being off, making Letta smile. Letta nned to keep her phone inside the house first before finally stepping out and hurrying to the shop. Surely, Sean must have been waiting for her. True enough, after entering the shop, there was a customer already waiting, prompting Letta to hurry towards the kitchen. You go home first. Ill take over. Besides, its just one customer, right? Letta said, making Sean nod. Letta then turned to attend to the waiting customer warmly, while Sean hurried away. After the shop was opened, it wouldnt be long before customers started flooding in, and Sean didnt want Letta to be overwhelmed again. Moreover, he must have been unsure about what to do as well. Sean hurried to freshen up, maybe within a matter of minutes. After that, he was about to return to their shop. However, his movement halted when he saw the phone with the cracked screen, making Sean think that it might be Lettas phone. For some reason, curiosity once again piqued Seans mind. Sean walked closer to the phone, then picked it up and examined Lettas cracked phone. Sean thought, Why is she still keeping this broken phone? However, when Sean identally touched the cable, the phone was still charged. That meant the phone was still usable. Sean then immediately tried to turn on the phone. Who knew, he might be able to find out something about Letta, as Sean was truly curious about the woman who was currently staying in his house. I don’t have a__ 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 elses privacy, making him consider turning off the phone. However, the phone vibrated a few times. There were several iing messages and missed calls. Sean wasnt 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. Its okay, I managed to serve them. But Im 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, that was not an issue. Well, maybe it took a little longer in the frying, but its okay. Some customers like it that way, Sean said, bringing the dishes for them to serve to their customers. For the next few hours, even Letta and Sean had to postpone orders for delivery, as Sean was truly busy helping Letta in the shop. As the night progressed, the customers grew more and more, until Letta looked at Sean. See, the customers are starting to get a little better at taking some of the orders that need to be delivered. I can handle everything. Besides, youve fried a lot of chicken, so I dont have to worry if I fry it for too long, right? Letta said, making Sean fall silent for a moment before nodding his head. Okay, how many orders do I need to deliver? Sean asked, making Letta look at the notebook that was previously on the table.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Four orders, and the distances are close as well. Youll surely be quick in delivering them, Letta said again, making Sean nod his head. Are you ready to pack them? Sean asked again, making Letta nod her head. Yes, but be careful, you need to double the bags, Letta said, making Sean quickly grab an extra bag to carry their chicken orders. If Im not back within an hour, just close the shop. Besides, its alreadyte, Sean said, making Letta nod. Then, Letta immediately rushed to deliver one order to a customer who was still waiting. Meanwhile, Sean delivered food to the customers who had ordered over the phone. As Sean had said, one hourter, Letta promptly closed their shop. Letta only had to clean the tables so that she wouldnt have to bother doing it again in the morning. That way, Letta could immediately help Sean in the kitchen. Letta took some bottles of drinks, wiped the tables, swept the floor, and then sat down. When everything was done, Letta looked at the clock, which showed 11:00 PM, but Sean hadnt returned from delivering the orders. This made Letta fall silent while resting her face on the table. Apparently, Letta could feel the exhaustion of working, smiling at people, and interacting with those around her. It made Letta straighten her posture. Would she continue to do all of this? Letta wondered, until finally, the shop door opened, revealing Sean who had just returned. Why did it take so long? Letta asked. The bike had to be taken to the workshop first, Sean replied, making Letta nod. So, how did everything go? Sean asked, making Letta smile. Sean then took two cold drinks and brought them to the table where Letta was sitting. He also sat down in front of Letta. Drink up, Sean said, making Letta finally take a sip of the beverage. Thank you, Letta said. They fell silent for a moment, enjoying the drinks in front of them, before Sean couldnt hold back his curiosity about Letta any longer. Sean looked at the woman in front of him who was now gazing out the window. May I ask you something about yourself? Sean asked, making Letta pause for a moment. Somehow, Letta could already guess that Sean might ask about her, even though he seemed uninterested. Letta knew for sure that Sean had a reason to restrain himself from asking anything about her life. But not with Sean, from the very beginning, he kept staring at her suspiciously, even scrutinizing every move she made. Even though Letta sometimes ignored it, she always knew when Sean harbored suspicion towards her. Yes, go ahead, Letta said, making Sean nod before taking another sip of his drink and finally looking at Letta seriously. I dont know the reason why my mother was willing to amodate someone in our house whom we didnt even know. Although I dont have a problem with it, my mothers decision is unquestionable. Thats why Ive been holding back my curiosity these past few days. But, you know, right now theres no one to protest or scold me if I ask you. But I still want to ask politely. If you dont want to answer, you can stay silent, Sean said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, of course. If I can answer it, I will answer your question, Letta said, making Sean finally nod his head. Who are you really, and how did you end up in this small town? Sean asked, making Letta fall silent. As you know, my real name is indeed Letta. I didnt make it up. I- Lettas words stopped as she squeezed her cold fingers. Letta didnt know that exining about herself would be this difficult to someone else. After all, Letta just needed to mention that she used to live in this town and worked here. But now, of course, her tongue felt tied when she wanted to tell him about herself, making Sean wait for Lettas answer. What about you? Sean asked again, making Letta raise her face. I lost my ce to live, Letta finally answered, making Sean furrow his brows. Your home, your family. What about them? Sean asked again, making Letta shake her head. I dont have a family, and I currently dont have a home, Letta said, making Sean somehow feel uncertain about the womans answer in front of him. Friends or your previous ce to stay. Who knows, I might know your previous ce, so I might be able to help you get back there, Sean said. However, Letta quickly shook her head. Sean could see the fear now evident on Lettas face as she looked in his direction. I think I like you Sean could still clearly see the expression of fear and worry emanating from Lettas face. This made Sean sigh deeply. Let it go, maybe you dont want to go back to your hometown. Its okay. You dont 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 lets just finish everything. Tomorrow we have to reopen the shop until my mother returns. But if youre 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 theres a dessert shop at the end of the street that just opened and is popr 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. Youre treating me? Letta asked, looking surprised, making Sean nod his head. Yes, of course. Besides, Im sure you dont have any money, right? Sean said somewhat hesitantly, making Letta smile and nod her head. Yes, thats right. I really have nothing. Luckily, theres your mother, Letta said as she continued walking. Meri is indeed very kind, as you said. She doesnt know me, but she was willing to amodate me in her house, Letta continued, making Sean continue walking. It seemed like Letta was starting to open up slowly, Sean thought, prompting him to choose to listen to her exnation. I have a life thats difficult to exin. I have a great fear. Thats why, for now, I still cant say why I dont want to go back there. But I promise, I will find a job and move out of your ce as soon as possible, Letta said, looking up. But arent you already working at our Chicken shop? Im sure my mother wont let your efforts go to waste. She will definitely pay you, Sean said, making Letta shake her head. Even if she offers me money, I wont ept it. How could I ept it after she amodated me, provided me with clothes, and even gave me food? Lets just consider it as my repayment for her kindness, Letta said, making Sean nce at her briefly. But for now, it seems like Im still causing trouble for you all, Letta said again, bowing her head and looking at her feet. Its okay, besides, you dont take up much space. I mean, your food isnt much, and youre not much of a bother, Sean said again, making Letta remain silent. Until they kept walking until they reached the end of the street, where there was a dessert shop that seemed to be closing soon. Looks like werete, Sean said, looking at his watch, as it was already the shops closing time. Are all the desserts gone? Sean asked the owner of the dessert shop. The shop was quite unique, as it was set up in a container, and the chairs were ced outside the container, giving it a food truck vibe. There are still some left. How many? Do you want to buy something? the shop owner replied. Yes, please give us some sweet treats. Can we still sit there? Sean asked again, making the server nod. Finally, they chose to sit down, and not long after, several sweet dishes were served in front of them, making Letta look at them with sparkling eyes. This may not be the same as the desserts in hotels or fancy stores, but ording to some of my female friends, its quite suited to their taste buds. I hope you like it, Sean said, which finally made Letta nod and pick up one of the cakes topped with strawberry jam and full of cream. Letta took a bite with sparkling eyes. Arent you trying it? Its really delicious, Letta said when Sean kept staring at her and unknowingly tugged at the corner of his lip. Well, its so good that you even forgot about the cream on your lip, Sean said, making Letta immediately look at him with a question mark. Cream on my lip? Letta asked, making Sean nod. Its on your lip, Sean said, making Letta immediately wipe her lips. Not there, but on the other side, Sean said, making Letta shift her index finger. Make sure Im not the one finishing the cream, Sean said, making Lettaugh. Letta then proceeded to finish each of the sweet treats, while Sean hadnt finished even one, causing Letta to look at him with a slight grimace. It seems like Im the one finishing all these desserts, Letta said.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Its okay, I did buy them for you. Besides, Im not really fond of sweet foods, Sean replied. Then why did you bring me to this ce? Letta asked curiously. I dont know, maybe to repay your tiredness today. Thank you for your cooperation and for agreeing to open my moms shop. Actually, I had some ns for this weekend, but I couldnt leave you alone to open the shop. Moreover, Im quite pleased with the number of customers we got today, its quite a lot, Sean said again, causing Letta to look at him immediately with a sense of guilt. You had amitment with someone. Forgive me. I shouldnt have insisted to Meri about opening the shop, which Meri should have given you time for and the weekend. You must want to spend time with someone, right? Letta said again. Its alright, after all, they were just a few unimportant promises, Sean said, making Letta finally nod. Are you done with your dessert? Sean asked, making Letta nod her head. Then lets go home, Sean said again, which finally made them head back. Letta smiled along the way, making Sean somehow always want to look at Letta. Although there was a sense of suspicion that Sean currently felt, his attraction to Letta couldnt be denied. Letta, a beautiful woman, and it seemed like she wasnt a bad person either, Sean thought, finally causing him to stop his steps. Letta also stopped, then looked at Sean. Why? Letta asked, looking at Sean who was looking at her in silence. I think I like you, Sean suddenly said, making Letta almost choke on her own saliva. Letta widened her eyes looking at Sean. What, it seems like my ears misheard? Letta said again, making Sean take a step forward, causing Letta to blink several times. I think I like you, Sean repeated, making Letta unsure of how to respond to Seans words. I can’t judge myself For a moment, they fell silent, gazing at each other. Sean now looked at Letta with a nk 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 couldnt take my eyes off you. Is that really what they call a liking? Sean asked again, making Letta shake her head. I dont know, Letta answered. Have you ever liked someone before or felt something like what Im 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. And I also felt something tickling in my stomach when waiting for him toe. I think thats what you call the liking you mean. If youre experiencing that, maybe you do like me, Letta said, smiling, making Sean nod his head. I cant take my eyes off you. Yes, Im experiencing it. I miss you. I dont know, I havent felt it right now, maybe because youre still around me. And I feel nervous when Im about to meet you. Yes, a little, my heart races fast when I see you suddenly, Sean said again, leaving Letta speechless. Was the man beside her really liking her? After all, they had only met a few days ago, and on their first meeting, Letta knew very well that Sean didnt like her. He was more like suspicious of her, and now suddenly he was expressing his feelings, saying he liked her, making Letta, of course, not easily believe. Was Sean the type of guy who was easy to change his feelings, Letta wondered. Maybe its just a liking because youve been seeing me these past few days, Letta replied, making Sean shrug. I dont know, I just expressed it. Ill tell you if I really miss you, get nervous when I see you, or maybe want to do something for you, Sean said again, making Letta awkwardly smile. It turned out Sean was really the type of guy who directly expressed what he felt, Letta thought, feeling awkward at the moment. Letta chose to scratch her non-itchy neck, then chose to look in another direction. Until finally, Letta looked back at Sean.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Have you never felt something bigger than your current liking towards someone of the same gender, maybe towards your female friend? Letta asked, making Sean shake his head. I dont know, maybe I did in high school. I liked one of my teachers, Sean said, which made Letta widen her eyes again. What? You liked your own teacher? Letta asked, making Sean nod his head. Yes, I have felt this way when I saw my teacher. Dont worry, she wasnt significantly older, just a few years apart from me. She was also young and looked beautiful, Sean said, making Letta really want to burst intoughter right then. What about your feelings for that teacher? Letta asked again. Simr to what I feel for you now. I was happy to see her, my heart raced when I saw her. But unfortunately, a month after I felt that way, she got married to her fiance, so I chose not to think about it anymore, Sean said, making Letta nod in understanding. How did you deal with those feelings? Didnt that maybe break your heart? Letta asked again. Yes, at first, I felt like something was missing, what I felt. But afterwards, its okay, Im fine. I returned to my normal self, Sean said, making Letta nod her head. Have you never dated before? Letta asked again, making Sean shake his head, and that made Letta look at him with disbelief. After all, Sean was the ideal man who might be liked by many women. He was tall, handsome, and also kind. Even though he had the appearance of a cold, untouched man, wasnt that the type that women were intotely, Letta thought, still looking at Sean with an unbelieving gaze, making Sean immediately look at her with raised eyebrows. Why dont you believe it? Sean asked again, making Letta nod her head. It seems like you have the opposite in mind of what Im thinking. Maybe you have two or three female friends who are close to you, perhaps? Letta asked, making Sean shake his head while smiling wryly. No, Im not that close to women. I mean, I dont have any close friends who are really close, and I dont intend to have close female friends who only look at my face or my wallet, Sean said, making Letta nod her head. It turned out Sean was also the type of man who really chose a partner very carefully. He wasnt interested in perhaps pretty women, or women who openly flirted with him, Letta thought. Didnt our early rtionship not really know how a womans attitude is? You couldnt possibly not choose a woman who immediately knows. Shes the type of woman who only looks at your appearance and wallet? Letta asked again, making Sean nod his head. I dont know, but I have a strong instinct if a woman is only looking at my face or my wallet, Sean answered, making Letta truly unable to read Sean. He was the type of man far from her expectations. And you yourself, I see you as a good woman. Youre also the type of woman who might ept a man as he is, and youre a simple woman whopromises a lot, Sean said, making Letta fall silent for a moment. I dont know, I cant judge myself, Letta replied. Well then, what if we get married? You can continue to stay in our house. Besides, youre already close to my mother, and you can continue your life in this city. I promise I will make you happy, Sean said again, with his words that could really give Letta a heart attack. But in the following seconds, Letta burst intoughter while holding her stomach, continuing tough, making Sean stop in his tracks, looking at Letta in bewilderment. Is there something funny about what I said? Sean asked again, making Letta nod her head, still with herughter. Youre truly an unpredictable man, Letta said with a lingeringughter. Youre the type of man who directly expresses what you want to do? Letta said again, making Sean just nod, still gazing at Letta, who hadnt stoppedughing. to bring you something Somehow today, Letta felt incredibly awkward when she opened the shop with Sean, just the two of them. Letta hadnt 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 mighte 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, Ill fry the chicken, Sean said, making Letta nod. They were now facing away from each other, with Sean asionally ncing at Lettas small figure. Do you feel awkward around me? Sean asked again, causing Letta to stop her hand movements. Can I be honest? Letta asked, making Sean nod. Isnt it that youre supposed to be honest? Sean replied. Well, actually. I mean, Im the kind of woman who rarely gets expressions of affection like that from a man, and you really surprised mest night. I mean, we havent known each other for long, and you suddenly say you like me and propose marriage. Of course, what woman wouldnt be surprised by a proposal like that, Letta said, making Sean turn back to look at Letta, who finally followed to meet Seans gaze. So what do you think is normal? Can someone like someone or propose to someone if theyve known each other for a long time? Sean asked again, making Letta shake her head. No, its not like that. But like I said, I rarely get affection like that, and yes, it did catch me off guard. So, I dont know if you were just joking or really expressing your current feelings, Letta said again, making Sean nod. Yes, Im the kind of person who will say what I feel at the moment. For example, if you make a mistake, if you make me angry, if you impress me, Im the type who will tell you. Simrly, if I still like you, if I feel amazed, Im the type who will immediately tell you. Maybe it did surprise you, but I can assure you that I wasnt joking. Im sure of what I said to youst night, Sean said, seemingly convincing Letta, who nodded in agreement. Do I have to answer that? Letta asked again, making Sean shake his head. Not now, maybe as you said, youre surprised. So you can think about it. I also know youre not the type of woman who will instantly like someone just because they spent a few days together, Sean said, making Letta nod. Seans words were really urate. Even to like someone like Abian, it took Letta some time to realize her feelings and reciprocate Abians feelings. Especially with her knowing Sean for only a few days, Letta couldnt make a quick decision, and they didnt really know each other. Okay, Ill think about it, but I cant promise to reciprocate your feelings, Letta said with a shy smile. Yes, I know, but at least Ive expressed my feelings. But please, dont be awkward, just be like you were before, dont feel burdened by my expression of feelings, Sean said, making Letta nod. Maybe you should understand a little if I give you a little attention. Im the type of person who cant sit still when I see someone I like, Sean said again, making Letta smile once more. Letta didnt know what toment. Letta then continued her hand movements to chop and help. In a few hours, their shop would be open.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Last night, my mother called. She said she wanted to bring you something, Sean asked, making Letta shake her head. Its not necessary. With Meriing back, Im already happy, Letta said, making Sean nod. Yes, I knew your answer would be like that. So I asked my mother to bring apples that were actually nted by my grandmother herself. The apples there are very sweet, although theyre not very red, but Im sure youll like them, Sean said again, making Letta nod. Yes, I look forward to the apples, Letta replied, until finally, they opened the shop, weing some customers. With Letta serving the customers in the shop, and Sean taking some orders over the phone, just like the day before. They seemed busy with each other, and the bustling atmosphere of the shop allowed Sean and Letta to close the shop earlier than the previous days, looking at some chicken packages that had to be delivered, as well as seeing the chicken that had sold out. You can close the shop; Ill deliver a few more packages and also need to go somewhere, Sean said, making Letta look towards the shop. Yes, okay. After I tidy up the shop, Ill close it right away, and you can go straight home, Letta said, making Sean nod. Sean then chose to take the packages, and Letta cleaned the shop. However, before that, Sean remembered Lettas phone with a cracked screen that seemed to need some other repairs. Seans movement halted when he suddenly remembered Lettas phone lying there with its screen cracked and seemingly needing other services. Sean immediately took it. He would fix it; surely Letta would be happy, Seans thought finally carrying along Lettas phone as he delivered some chicken packages. Meanwhile, Letta finished all the work in her shop. Everything looked clean. So, when Meri came tomorrow, both Meri and herself could open it directly without having to clean it first, as Letta had said earlier. Letta immediately closed the shop and made sure all the windows and doors were locked before walking back to Meris house. On the way, Letta couldnt stop smiling, remembering how she suddenly received a deration of affection and a proposal in quick session. And it was the first time for Letta. Letta just kept smiling, but the next second, Lettas smile stopped when she realized that she could finallyugh freely again likest night. It was the first time Letta had felt thatughter in a long time, unable to express herself like that, making Letta immediately envision Marco looking at her with a cold gaze. Just the thought of it made Lettas whole body tremble with fear. might be interesting Letta halted her hand as she was about to take the shop keys. We dont need to open the shop today, Sean said, making Letta furrow her brow. Why? Its okay, I can open it myself while waiting for Meri toe, Letta said, making Sean shake his head. It seems like Mom wille tomorrow, and today well take a day off. Besides, I might be a littleteing back from work, Sean said again, making Letta fall silent for a moment. Its okay, its a shame if the shop is closed today, Letta said again. Im sure Mom has savings, so she wont lose out if the shop doesnt open for one more day. Besides, the ingredients are running low, we need to go shopping first. So its better to wait for Mom toe back tomorrow, Sean said, making Letta finally nod. I dont know what to do if we dont open the shop, Letta said, making Sean pause for a moment. Just stay at home. You can watch TV, read a book, or do whatever you like, Sean said, making Letta let out a long sigh. Alright, then Ill just stay put at home, Letta said, watching Sean get ready to leave for work.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. After work, I promise to take you somewhere that might be interesting, Sean said, making Letta once again fall silent. Consider it a return for you staying at home now, Sean said again, making Letta smile and nod. Okay, Ill wait, Letta said afterwards, making Sean finally choose to continue his steps. Today he had to go back to work, and it seemed Meri had postponed her return. She would be back the next day. Letta then closed and locked the door of the house. Letta looked around, perhaps before rxing, she would clean whatever she could, like mopping, sweeping, dusting, washing, or anything her hands could do diligently, until her stomach started rumbling, making Letta eventually decide to cook something. However, what made Letta sigh was when there were no groceries in the fridge, only a few wilted vegetables. Letta finally chose to take a packet of instant noodles and boil it. Fortunately, there was also an egg in it. Besides, it had been a long time since Letta had eaten instant food like this, making Letta a little excited. Within a few minutes, Letta made her own special instant noodles and brought them to the living room, where she enjoyed them while watching TV. Letta watched several cartoons and other movies, but her movement halted when a news segment featured the cancetion of the wedding between a beautiful model and a prominent businessman. The news stunned Letta, especially as photos of Arabe and Marco were clearly disyed on the screen, seemingly taken when they were still together. Letta wanted to hear the reason behind the news, but it seemed that no information could be obtained from sources regarding the reason for their wedding cancetion. Arabe was reported to be living in France while Marco seemed busy with his expanding business. Letta turned off the television, feeling silent. Even the news outlet couldnt reveal any information, however small, about Marco. Lettas mind then pondered, wondering how long Marco could hide from her. With this thought, Letta lost her appetite to finish her meal in front of her. Letta then remembered her phone. She got up from her seat and began searching for the phone around the room. However, she couldnt find it where she should have ced it after charging. Letta searched every corner of the house, but still couldnt find it. She started to panic, afraid that the phone was lost and someone might use it for malicious purposes. Letta felt that she needed to find her phone immediately. At that moment, Sean came to Lettas mind. Perhaps the phone had identally been taken by Sean, considering that Letta had used his charger to charge it earlier. Letta tried to calm herself and think positively, hoping that her phone was in Seans hands. Letta then decided to grab a few books to divert her now increasingly negative thoughts, ignoring the food she had only lightly touched. Letta hoped that Sean would return soon, at least with someone around, she could still feel a bit calm. However, reading a few books didnt seem to calm her down. Letta continued to remember the phone, and her movement stopped when she pulled out a thick book that turned out to be a photo album. Letta brought the photo album to the chair and smiled as she looked at the face of a beautiful little girl, who turned out to be Sean. Then, Letta realized that there was another little girl in the photo who resembled Sean. Letta smiled, feeling a bit relieved andforted by looking at the photos of Meri and Seans family. Letta also saw photos of Seanste father and other family members. Although Letta didnt know whether she kept family photos or even photos of herte father and mother, Letta feltforted to see that Sean had memories in the photo album. At least it could soothe her longing, considering she didnt have any memories from her childhood until now. I don’t intend to die right now Letta was startled as someone shook her shoulder firmly, making her realize that she had suddenly fallen asleep. Letta lowered her head and looked at Sean, who was looking at her with raised eyebrows. Sorry, I woke you up like that because you didnt wake up when I called you, Sean said, making Letta try to gather her senses before nodding. Letta remembered her phone, but Sean suddenly grabbed her wrist, surprising Letta.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org. Do you want to say something? Sean asked, making Letta nod her head. Can you postpone it? I only have a little time, so its better to follow my lead, and you can say anything when we get to the ce I meant this morning, Sean said, making Letta about to open her mouth, but Sean suddenly stopped her. I havent even washed my face, Letta said, but Sean seemed not to hear and took Lettas hand to run. They ran to one of the tall buildings that seemed unfinished. Sean took Letta inside the building. Where are you taking me? Isnt this an unfinished building? What if someone scolds us? Letta asked, breathing heavily. No one will scold us. This building has been abandoned for a long time, so dont worry. There might be a few residents who will disturb you, Sean said, patting her arm. They ran up the stairs, and Letta stopped, exhausted. Sean, stop. Im really tired. Do we have to keep climbing stairs like this? Letta asked, making Sean nod. Hurry, theres not much time left. Iming hometer than my schedule was supposed to be, Sean said, pulling Letta, who hadnt even fully breathed in the fresh air. They reached the rooftop of the building, and Letta ran. But Sean pulled her again, even before Letta could properly catch her breath. Finally, they arrived on the rooftop, where Letta stopped running. Im really tired. You pulled me before I could even breathe properly, Letta said. Stop talking and look ahead, Sean interrupted, making Letta straighten her body and gaze at the beautiful scenery. The sun was setting behind the clouds, creating a stunning orange sky. Letta turned to Sean, who smiled at her. How do you know a ce like this? Letta asked, making Sean smile. Its been a long time, and I cant count, maybe its been hundreds of times that Ive seen a view like this, and I really wanted to show it to you, Sean said, making Letta walk ahead. Letta approached the beautiful horizon, stepping on the soft clouds and walking towards the beautiful setting sun, gradually making way for the night. If you keep walking, you might really go to the sky, Sean said, seeing Letta not stopping her steps. Dont worry, I dont intend to die right now, Letta said,ughing, making Sean finally choose to sit with Letta on the wall, enjoying the beautiful sunset. Sorry for dragging you to run and not letting you rest because if we werete even for a few minutes, you wouldnt have been able to see the beauty of the sunset earlier, Sean said, making Letta smile. Its okay, my tiredness feels worth it with this view, and I also just found out that from the top of this building, this small town is sometimes shrouded in thick clouds like that, Letta said, making Sean nod. Yes, thats why sometimes the weather here is cold, even though the sun is shining, but the air is sometimes chilly, Sean nodded. Letta remained silent for a moment until she remembered something. Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you, Letta said, making Sean look at her. Yes, go ahead, Sean said. Did you see my phone with the cracked screen? If Im not mistaken, I left it right next to the TV cab, Letta said, making Sean nod. I saw it earlier, Sean said. Really? Letta asked with a gleam in her eye. Yes, I fixed your phone, Sean said, making Letta shocked and pale. You fixed my phone? Letta asked again, making Sean nod. Because I saw the cracked screen, I thought your phone was dead. But it turned out that after I took it to my friend, he said only the screen was cracked, while the phone itself was fine. There might be some functions that might need servicing, but dont worry, Ive taken care of it, Sean said as he handed Letta her phone in a much better condition, with a seemingly reced screen, and the phone was turned on. You turned on my phone without taking out the SIM card? Letta asked, making Sean nod. Yes, at first, I just wanted to check it, but after I turned it on, there were a lot of messagesing in. Even the phone didnt stop ringing for an hour. I really didnt pick up or look at your phone because I felt it was your privacy, Sean said, making Letta immediately take the phone with trembling hands. It was at that moment that Sean saw Lettas terrified expression. Letta widened her eyes when she saw numerous messages sent by someone whose name was only saved in the phone. There were no other contacts except that number, and it seemed to be her husband, sending who knows what, making Letta too scared to even read them. Not to mention the iing phone calls, making Lettas vision blur. Sean reached out and wiped the side of Lettas face. Are you okay? You look pale, and your hands are shaking. Is it because I brought you to run up this building? Sean asked, making Letta shake her head. But the next second, Sean was surprised when a teardrop now wet Lettas cheek. Sean didnt know what to do to calm Letta, who looked so frightened. I will protect you Pedro stopped outside Marcos office upon hearing his masters shouts, berating some guards who seemed to be inside. The door eventually swung open, revealing the guards walking with their heads bowed. Behind them, another guard was assisting his bruisedpanion. It seemed that his master was venting his anger on his subordinates. This prompted Pedro to enter to meet Marco. Sir, Pedro said, bowing respectfully to Marco, who was now standing facing away. If you still havent received news like them, its better for you to leave my office, Marco said, making Pedro look around. His desk was no longer neat, and even the jacket Marco was wearing was still lying like the day before. It seemed Marco hadnt left his office and was continually searching for Letta. Pedro also didnt know if Marco was eating properly, as Marco had said he should not be disturbed unless he received news from Letta. I have been able to trace Miss Lettas phone, Pedro said, making Marco turn around. Then, have you taken action on her whereabouts? Marco asked again. At first, the signal was weak, and we lost the signal again. But now we can ascertain where Miss Letta is currently located, Pedro said, making Marco swiftly grab the jacket he needed to wear before walking past Pedro. We move now, dont let her change locations again. Remember, she is clever enough to deceive someone. She could even escape the tight surveince and guards you provided, Marco said, with a hint of sarcasm, making Pedro nod and follow his steps. Marco immediately got into his private car, with Pedro now behind the wheel. Where is she? Marco asked again. In the small town of Montero, behind the hills. People usually go there by boat because if they use the roads, it would take much longer, Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow. Isnt that small town just a few towns away from here? But why did it take us so long to find it? Marco said again, leaving Pedro silent as the whereabouts of Letta remainedpletely untraceable. They had lost track, and luckily it seemed that Letta had her phone with her and identally turned it on. As you said, they took the ovend route, which took longer, more than six hours, Marco continued to instruct Pedro, relentlessly pushing forward until Pedro finally stopped the car right in front of an abandoned tall building, furrowing his brow. Is she here? Marco asked again, prompting Pedro to immediately look at the t screen in his hand. Her phone was detected in several ces, and they are close to each other. Its only around this town, and thest signal was detected in this building. I only saw it an hour ago while we were on the road, and Im sure Miss Letta is still in this location, Pedro said, causing Marco to finally step out of the car. Marco gazed at the unfinished tall building nestled among residential settlements and other shops. It seemed like this town was truly a small one with not much activity, and even the streets were not as bustling as the city he resided in. This made Marco turn to his guard. Were checking this building now, Marco said, prompting him to walk up each step one by one. For some reason, his heart was pounding heavily, imagining that his efforts would soon pay off. Marco didnt know Lettas current condition and who she was with, because he was sure Letta wasnt living alone. There must be someone helping her, until Marco finally halted his movement.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. You guys wait here, Marco said as they were almost reaching the rooftop of the building. Marco could faintly hear a conversation, causing him to slowly step towards the rooftop that directly overlooked the town. The atmosphere began to darken, but with his sharp eyes, Marco could see the silhouette of a man and a woman sitting with their backs to him. Marco could feel how close he was to Letta, even his heartbeat quickening as he continued to approach the woman. Im going to end it, Sean. I truly cant continue my life if that person finds me, Letta said, clearly audible to Marco, who was still standing behind them at a sufficient distance. What are you talking about, actually? I dont understand your exnation. What has happened to you that youre so scared like this? Sean asked, holding Lettas shoulders, causing Marco to tightly clench his fists. I will truly be finished in the hands of a man who keeps destroying my life. Just by tracking my phone, its an easy thing for him. He will find me whenever he wants, and I will return to a prison that will only leave me in agony, Letta said with a trembling voice, making Marco feel something constricting in his chest as he heard Lettas confession about her treatment all this time. I promise I wont let that man bring you back and inflict his suffering on you again. From this moment on, I will protect you and keep you safe. I wont let anyone hurt you, Sean said, looking at Letta with a worried expression. The next moment, Sean pulled Letta into his embrace, and it was clearly visible to Marco. Letta poured out all her sadness to a man she might have just met. This reignited anger within Marco. Marco didnt know what kind of power the man had that made him dare to touch the woman who had been in his grasp all this time. Of course, Marco couldnt remain silent any longer. He didnt want the man to appear as anything more than himself in Lettas eyes. Marco finally, with a racing breath, seemingly restraining his anger, began to move to stop the man who was now tightly embracing Letta. It’s too late, Letta Letta truly poured out all her fear and sadness in Seans embrace, who now held her tightly. The strokes on her back seemed tofort Letta, making her cry even more. Until now, Letta had never been able to express any of the pain she felt to anyone. Seans embrace seemed to give Letta something she had needed all this time: someone who could listen to her and share her feelings. Letta was truly sobbing when the embrace suddenly unraveled. Letta could see someone pulling Seans body forcefully and throwing him against the wall covered in gravel. With her eyes blurred by tears, Letta could clearly see a man with a very distinct aura and a familiar scent. Letta could recognize who the man was. Letta took a step back, covering her mouth. Letta couldnt believe that Marco had found her this quickly. What are you doing? Who are you, you scoundrel? Sean shouted, starting to rise to his feet again. But before Sean could stand, Marco kicked his shoulder, causing Sean to fall back down. After that, Letta looked back, where Pedro and another guard were climbing up the building. It turned out Marco had indeed brought his men to find her. If you dare, you must fight me fairly, not like this, Sean said, making Marco just smirk. However, Letta shook her head, signaling to Sean. Dont do anything, Letta said, making Sean somehow feel that he should do what Letta wanted. Is he the man you mean who inflicted suffering on you? Sean asked, making Letta fall silent. Letta then shifted her gaze to Marco, who was just staring back. From the expression on his face alone, Letta could see his hardened jaw, sharp eyes now fixated on her, as if he wanted to finish her right then and there, making Letta shake her head. No, not him. So please, stop fighting him, Letta said again, making Marcough instead. Fine, Ill fight you. So stand up, Marco said, making Sean finally try to stand and look at Marco with a scrutinizing gaze. Come on, you want to fight me? Give me a punch, Marco said, making Sean feel like Marco was mocking him at that moment. Very well, if thats what you want, Sean said, making Letta even more panicked and unsure of what to do to break up their fight. As Letta watched Sean now lunging at Marco, fists clenched towards Marco who was now evading, she could only stand there stunned. Seeing Sean and Marco trading blows in front of her, Letta became even more frantic. Within minutes, Letta could see Sean struggling a bit against Marco. This made Letta finally turn to Pedro and the other guards. Do you want to see your master battered and bruised? Quickly stop them, Letta said, making them bow their heads, as if they couldnt intervene at all. Letta clicked her tongue in frustration.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Eventually, as Sean was about to rise again, Marco attempted to kick his face. But Letta immediately ran to block Marco. Letta embraced Seans body, which already had several bruises. Please, stop, Letta said as she continued to hug Sean, causing Sean to reciprocate the embrace. Sean seemed to smile while looking at Marco, who was now gazing at the small figure of Letta embracing another man in front of him. You worry me, Sean said with a loving tone, seemingly deliberately throwing such a sentence in front of Marco. Of course, Im worried. Look at your face, its already bruised. Theres no point in fighting for unclear reasons, Letta said, causing Sean to finally loosen his embrace. Sean looked into Lettas teary eyes. Its because the man behind you was the one who hit me first. I, as a man, cant just stand there, can I? Sean said, holding Lettas chin. But the next moment, Letta could hear the threatening toneing from behind her back. Marco, who was now crouching next to Sean, stared at him with a sharp gaze. Step aside, Letta, from that man. Never dare to touch that scoundrel, Marco said with emphasis, clenching his fists tightly. Without Letta having to say, Sean knew that Letta meant the man who now stood behind her. Dont you hear, Letta? Should I kill that man for you to realize what youve done? If you keep defending him, he will suffer even more, Marco said again, prompting Letta to want to turn around and move from her spot. When Sean suddenly grabbed Lettas nape tightly and pressed his lips onto hers, Letta was stunned. She could feel their lips touching, even sensing Sean slipping his tongue onto hers, as if he was forcing their lips to meld. This made Letta truly feel her body freeze. Letta didnt know the meaning and purpose behind Seans actions, even though she had previously received expressions of love from Sean, even a marriage proposal. But Letta didnt know Seans true intention for doing this now. When her body was suddenly pulled back forcefully as Marco seized her arm, their lip connection broke, finally causing Letta to look up at Marco, who was now staring at her with a sharp gaze. Youve truly made a very wrong decision. Now watch how I finish off that man right in front of you because of your own mistake. So bear all the consequences of what youve done, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, no, its not his fault, its my fault. If youre angry, just hurt me. Ille back with you, Letta said, making the corners of Marcos mouth lift. Its toote, Letta. I already want to finish off that man. So, watch closely, Marco said, then looked at Pedro. Finish him, Marco nodded and instructed his men behind him to move forward. Meanwhile, Sean immediately stood up. Of course, Sean couldnt stand still as people began to attack him. While Letta began to struggle against Marcos grasp, she had to do something, or she would have to endure the pain with Sean at this moment. Shoot if you dare Letta continued to struggle, hoping to break free from Marcos grip and at least instruct the people to stop beating Sean, who now seemed helpless. Please, stop it. Dont kill him. I dont know what will happen to Meri if she finds out her son like this, because of me, Letta said, making Marco look at her in silence, while Letta cried in front of him. Youre crying just because of that man? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, please, its just guilt. Theyre good people, he helped me, and he even gave me a ride. Ille back with you. But I beg you, release Sean, dont torture him like this, Letta said, again making Marco just look at her with indifference, as if Lettas pleas meant nothing to him. Letta then looked at the people who had now taken turns punching Sean. Although Sean still seemed to be fighting them, the injuries he received were worse than when he was fighting Marco. Sean was alone, while Marcos men were taking turns pummeling him. If Sean truly disappears, Ill do the same, Letta said, making Marco look at her even more sharply. Even his grip on Lettas arm became more painful, and Letta could only endure it. Your pleas and threats mean nothing to me. I dont care. What I want is for that man to vanish from the face of the earth because of the mistake that truly angered me, Marco said. The next moment, Letta bit Marcos hand quite hard, making Marco grimace as he released his grip. It was then that Letta began to run, pulling Marcos men one by one. Although with difficulty, Letta pushed through the muscr and tall bodies. After that, Letta ran towards Sean, who was truly helpless. Sean looked sadly at Letta, smiling with a mouth full of blood. Letta immediately embraced Sean. Hold on. Ill take you to the hospital, so you have to stay conscious, Letta said.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Step aside, Letta, if you dont want me to make him suffer even more, Marco said, but firmly, Letta hugged Sean. Even though Marcos men struggled to pull Letta away, until Letta thought of one way. When Letta saw a pistol on Pedros waist, she quickly let go of her embrace with Sean and reached for the gun, causing the movements of Marcos men to halt, as well as Marco, who now looked at Letta with a worried expression on his face. Stop! Marco eximed to his men. Letta, put the gun down, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. If you keep moving, I will shoot each of you one by one, Letta said, pointing the gun at his men, making Marco fall silent. Dont be reckless. You dont even know how to shoot a gun, so stop resisting and let my men do their job, Marco said again. You think Im just ying around, you think I cant just use a gun? Letta said. And the next moment, Letta fired randomly towards the floor not far from her. The sound of the gunshot rang out loudly, startling the birds perched on the cables around the building. While Letta closed her eyes, Marco could only smile sadly at Letta, who seemed to be forcing herself just for another man. You see, I can do anything right now. So stop approaching me, Letta said, making Marco now look at his men. Step aside, Marco said, making his men clear the way to him, as he walked closer to Letta. Youre the same, I can even shoot you if you keep getting closer to me, Letta said, but Marco seemed to ignore her. He continued to walk slowly towards Letta. I dont care, you can shoot me anywhere. Shoot if you dare, Marco said, as if challenging Letta to shoot him. This made Letta point the gun again, but her hand was trembling. This made Marco once again give a contemptuous smile. Are you giving up with just one shot in another direction? So, right now you cant shoot me. Come on, Letta, didnt you really want to finish me off? So shoot the gun at me right now, Marco said, making Letta, of course, not have the courage to do that. Until finally, the only way she could try was by redirecting the gun towards her own head. Instantly, Marcos steps came to a halt. I may not have the courage to shoot you, but I can shoot myself, Letta said, still aiming the gun at her own head. Letta, dont do that, Sean whispered behind Letta. Sean, this is what I wanted from the beginning. I lost my little angel. This is what I hoped for, that I die with him, rather than live through the suffering he caused, Letta said, without looking at Sean, and only focused on Marco, who now stared at her with an expression that was hard to interpret. So maybe God has given me a chance to do it again, Letta said, making Sean shake his head. Although his body was helpless, Sean tried to reach out and grasp Lettas wrist, which was holding the gun. This allowed Letta to look at him from the corner of her eye, seeing Seans wrist covered in blood, now gripping hers. Please, abandon your foolish intentions. You deserve to live happily. I promise, there will only be happiness for you. So justply with that man for now. Let him finish me off, Sean said, making Letta bite her lower lip hard. I should have said that to you, Sean. You deserve happiness with a woman who might make your heart beat besides me. I am tired enough to go through my miserable life. Even my birth was a curse that made people around me go far away from me. So, please, hold on until someonees to help you. Remember that you have Meri who still loves you dearly, youre the only one she has, Letta said, still gazing straight at Marco. Meanwhile, Sean, who was helpless, could only release his grip on Lettas wrist. The next moment, Letta closed her eyes when she saw Marco preparing to approach her, and the sound of a gunshot filled the surroundings again as Letta pulled the trigger. disappear without a trace Letta could feel her body being pushed forcefully as someone wrestled the pistol from her hand. This caused Letta to pull the trigger hastily, resulting in the shot missing its mark. Afterward, Letta looked around, hoping the shot hadnt hit anyone. In the next second, her body was pulled tightly as Marco stared at her sharply, gripping her shoulder. What are you doing? Are you out of your mind? Do you want me to suffer alone after youve taken your own life? Is that what you want? Marco asked, leaving Letta speechless. Letta seemed not to fullyprehend what had just transpired. Did she truly intend to end her life again, Letta wondered. You want to leave my side and leave me to face the suffering youve caused? Marco asked, finally making Letta look back at him. Isnt this what you want? Havent you been tormenting me all this time so that I could die? Letta replied with a shout, leaving Marco silent. Marco then turned to Sean, who appeared weak with injuries. Pedro, take care of him. And lets go back now, Marco said, ncing at Pedro. After that, he dragged Letta, who was struggling. Let me go! I have to take care of Sean. I have to take him to the hospital. I dont want Meri to worry, Letta said, but Marco seemed not to hear. Letta could see Pedro beginning to pull Seans body. Letta didnt know what they would do when Marco instructed to take care of him. Did Marco really want to eliminate Sean? Please, Ill do whatever you want, just release Sean. Send him to the hospital and take care of him until he recovers. I dont want Meri to worry. Shes been so kind to me. I beg you, Letta pleaded, looking into Marcos eyes, making Marco feel even more conflicted as Letta pleaded for someone else. You never pleaded like this for yourself when I tormented you. Why didnt you ever do it? And now youre begging for someone else? Marco asked, leaving Letta speechless. What if I plead with you, will you let me go? Will you do it? So why should I plead for my own freedom when I already know the answer? Letta said, making Marco merely look away towards Sean. Take him to the hospital and dont let him know Lettas whereabouts. Dont give any information, no matter how small, about Lettas location, Marco said, making Pedro nod. After that, Pedro dragged Sean again, who this time didnt resist. Marco seemed to do what Letta said, and Letta would do whatever Marco instructed. Suddenly, Seans voice called Letta as Marco was about to take Letta down from the building. Letta! Sean shouted, making Marco stop in his tracks. Letta turned around, but the next moment, Letta truly didnt know what happened to her. Sean struggled from Marcos men and wrested the gun from them. Then, Sean ran while aiming the gun at Letta, and a shot hit Letta. Lettas ears immediately rang as she saw Marco staring at her with widened eyes. Marcos men seized Sean and delivered a series of blows. Letta remained silent, feeling her heartbeat weaken, and she bowed her head, seeing red fluid flowing from her left chest, prating her clothes. I wanted to free you from the suffering youve endured. Im sorry, I couldnt fight them, but at least maybe I could grant what you wanted. I didnt want to hurt you, but this was the only way I could think of, Seans voice faintly echoed in Lettas ears. Sean received another blow from Pedro. The next moment, Letta felt her knees weaken, her body about to fall, but arge hand held her back. Letta, are you listening to me? Marco eximed while catching Lettas body. Letta could only gaze at Marco with a mncholic look. Hold on. Ill take you to the hospital right away. You cant just die like this. Theres still so much I have to do with you, Marco said as he carried Lettas body.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Quick, take me to the hospital, and make that man disappear without a trace. I dont even want his closest ones to find his body, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Marco then swiftly carried Lettas body down from the building. Sweat streamed down the side of his face. Marco felt his heartbeat racing as he saw Letta close her eyes, and blood continued to soak her clothes as a bullet lodged within her. Marco never expected that the man would be so bold as to shoot Letta. Marco also didnt expect that he would have such thoughts. I beg you, Letta, hold on, Marco said again. He got into the car and drove it at a high speed. asionally, Marco nced at Letta, who still had her eyes shut. I beg you, hold on. Hold on, only that sentence kepting from Marcos lips, as he kept searching for the nearest hospital. Marco felt his body trembling intensely, fear gripping his heart. Even the pain Letta might be feeling now seemed excruciating to him. His mind was unfocused, his sweaty hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Marco realized he couldnt lose Letta again after losing track of her for a few days. Letta made Marco unable to control his daily life, let alonee to terms with the fact that Letta might truly vanish from this world. Finally, Marco parked his car right in front of a small hospital in the city and carried Lettas body out. People around the emergency room looked at Marco. Shes been shot in her left chest. Quickly perform surgery or do anything to stop the bleeding, Marco said, making the nurses look puzzled. Sorry, sir, but the doctors in this hospital are not on duty here, a nurse said. How many doctors are there in this hospital anyway? Do it as quickly as possible! If anything happens to my wife, Ill burn this hospital down right now, Marco threatened the nurse. Despite realizing it was a small hospital and there might not be many doctors avable, what made Marco unable to think was seeing Lettas body grow colder and paler. Your wife is pregnant Marco continued to grip his hair tightly, with no definite news about Lettas condition after nearly twelve hours had passed. He couldnt see Letta with his own eyes. After the attempt to take Letta to the small hospital yielded no results, Marco promptly instructed Pedro to prepare a helicopter and take Letta to the major hospital in their city. When the helicopternded on the hospital roof, drawing the attention of many, Marco swiftly ordered Pedro not to make the situation worse. What he needed to focus on now was how to get Letta immediate care. Several hours had passed, but the doctor hadnte out to give any updates on Lettas condition. Marco rubbed his face roughly, ignoring the ringing phone and reports from Pedro, who was only observing Marco from the end of the corridor while receiving updates from some guards. Pedro realized that this wasnt the right time to provide information to Marco, so he chose to gather all the information before waiting for Marco to calm down. Finally, what Marco had been waiting for arrived when the doctor opened the operating room door and approached him. How is my wife? Marco asked with his cold voice. His facial expression reflected exhaustion, concern, anxiety, and visible fear. He just wanted to hear that Letta was doing well.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Can we talk in my office? the doctor said, making Marco rub his face roughly. Dont waste time, just say it here, is she alive or not? Marco asked, gripping the doctors surgical uniform, making Pedro want to approach but restrain himself when he saw the doctor not provoked by Marcos emotions. Your wife is still alive, so can we talk in my office? the doctor, who seemed to know who Marco was and how his emotional level was, finally released Marcos harsh grip before leading him to his office. He sat in front of the doctor who was looking at the surgery report. We managed to remove the bullet from her chest. Fortunately, it didnt hit her heart. If it had gone just a little deeper, I might be giving you a different report now, the doctor said, leaving Marco silent with his fists clenched. Then? Marco asked with his icy voice. The operation went smoothly, but we can only keep her heartbeat going, the doctor said, making Marco furrow his brow once again. Can you provide information thats easy to understand? I dont want confusing information that makes me think longer, Marco said, making the doctor let out a long breath. Your wife is in aa, the doctor said, making Marcos chest feel tight and painful just by hearing it. I cant ascertain how long your wife will be in aa, but it seems to be caused by the gunshot to her chest. And theres one more condition I need to report, the doctor said, making Marco feel his heart racing faster. He felt like he was rapidly going up and down. Your wife is currently about four weeks pregnant, the doctor said, leaving Marco pale as if his world stopped upon hearing that Letta was carrying their child again. What kind of information is that? Marco asked, still staring sharply at the doctor. Your wife is pregnant, but her condition cannot be determined yet. Because she is currently in aa, the doctor said, making Marco m the table hard. Then, he gripped the doctor again until Pedro, who had also entered the room, held his masters shoulder. Please calm down, Sir. We havent received clearer information from this doctor yet, Pedro said, sounding slightly whispered, making Marco finally release his grip. How can you say that my wife is in aa but shes pregnant? What about the fetus shes carrying? Will its condition be the same as its mothers? Marco asked, making the doctor silent again, as if contemting how to answer Marcos question. We will do our best to sustain the fetus. The fetus can still develop as long as the mothers heartbeat remains stable, and with the equipment weve installed, we hope everything will go more smoothly. Miss Letta is also expected to regain consciousness soon, the doctor said, making Marco rub his face roughly. How could the situation be thisplex? Why did he never know that Letta was pregnant? The doctor said she was four weeks pregnant, which meant Letta was already pregnant before Marco took her to meet his family, Marco thought, finally turning back to the doctor. Can I see her? Marco asked, making the doctor nod. Marco hurried out, followed by Pedro. Letta had been moved to a special room with adequate medical equipment, with the fetus in her womb, Lettas body was filled with medical devices unfamiliar to Marco. The nurse examining her condition came out, allowing Marco to see his wife from a restricted distance. Marco didnt know what to do, he just looked at Lettas pale face. It had been over a week since hest saw that face, and somehow his heart ached at the sight of Letta, who appeared fuller than before. Did Letta truly live happily without him in just a week, Marco wondered. The change made him feel deeply cut, even though he distinctly remembered Lettas gaunt face looking increasingly miserable with him. But within a week, Lettas cheeks looked fuller again. Should Marco feel sad or happy about Lettas condition without him? bring misfortune to you Marco just stared nkly at Edward and Helena, who came to see him at the hospital, making Helena rub her face roughly. Mommy doesnt know how many times Mommy hase to see you in the hospital just because of that woman. Is her life just abouting in and out of this hospital? Then, what about her current condition? What happened to her that she could be this bad? Helena asked, receiving reports from her subordinates who were spying on her son. Helena was somewhat surprised to hear that Marco had brought Letta to the downtown hospital using a helicopter, but she didnt get any further information. Therefore, Helena dragged Edward to meet Marco, who looked somewhat disheveled. For a week, Marco had abandoned his duties at the office and let his two secretaries handle the work, choosing to stay at the hospital to apany Letta. What actually happened? Edward asked, taking over the conversation, making Marco finally sit down. We can talk outside, Marco said in a cold voice, making Edward and Helena follow their son. They arrived at the hospital garden, and Marco gazed at his parents. There was an unexpected incident that required Letta to undergo surgery. The operation didnt go as I wanted. What frustrates me even more is Lettas condition, who is carrying my child. Shes pregnant, four weeks now, Marco said, making Helena widen her eyes. Marco seemed no longer able to hide Lettas condition after previously trying to conceal her miscarriage. Helena always knew because Marco knew his mother wasnt foolish enough not to seek information about her son. What actually happened to that woman? Why does she always bring misfortune to you? Helena said, making Marco stare at her sharply. Never refer to Letta like that. Her condition is like that because of me, because I couldnt protect her, Marco said, leaving Helena silent. It was the first time Helena saw Marco look at her so coldly. That gaze was rarely shown, especially in front of Helena, until Edward finally stroked his wifes shoulder. We need to understand Marcos condition. Perhaps hes anxious about Lettas situation. Its better to give him some time. We can monitor him from a distance, and I will offer help if he needs it, Edward said, trying to exin to Helena. Helena looked at her husband with raised eyebrows. Do you think your son will honestly ask for help from us after having his own power? He wont depend on us anymore. Even his problems have never been shared with us, especially since that woman entered his life. He seems like no longer my son, Helena said, then left Marco in silence. Edward approached Marco and embraced his sons shoulder. I understand your situation because I also have a wife. Although I dont know what you feel for that woman right now, think about it. Dont let yourself and that woman suffer. Let your anger be enough, whatever you may show her, Edward said, as if knowing what Marco was feeling. Marco was sometimes a little amazed by his father. Despite appearing indifferent and not too involved in his affairs, his father always knew what Marco needed at the moment.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Alright, then I have to catch up with your mother. You know, shes hard to persuade when shes angry like this, Edward said, leaving Marco alone in the garden. Marco fell silent, as if contemting his fathers words. Rubbing his face roughly, Marco tried to dig into his own heart, questioning whether his treatment of Letta stemmed solely from his anger. Was it all just revenge? Was it just hatred, anger filling his mind, or was there another reason? Was Marco doing it because he was afraid of losing Letta, afraid of losing their bond, afraid Letta would leave, especially if there was no reason left to keep them together, especially if the fetus was no longer between them? Marcos thoughts continued to haunt him, making him feel like the worst man in this world, torturing a woman who was so afraid to leave him. At first, it might have felt right, but it turned out to only make him suffer more, especially with Lettas current condition. Seeing blood drench Lettas body made Marcos heart seem to stop, especially when hearing that Letta was on the brink of life and death. Perhaps if God is merciful, He will restore Letta and their second fetus. But if God wants to punish me, it must be easy for Him to change everything, Marco thought, then hurried to see Lettas condition. Marco didnt want time to deceive him, didnt want something to surprise him again, didnt want to lose Letta for the umpteenth time. As he ran from the garden to Lettas room, Marco saw the monitor indicating Lettas heartbeat was still beating. That meant Letta was still there, still holding on. Although Letta might be experiencing incredible pain, Marco hoped she would remain strong, especially with the life growing inside her womb. However, Marco didnt know what he should do now to get Letta back to him quickly, even though the bitter reality might only deepen the hatred Letta felt for him. Marco didnt care. complicated man The days passed slowly for Marco, who could even hear every passing second clearly. He had left his executive chair for some time. Projects and client meetings had been handed over to Pedro, secretaries, and his trusted associates. For the past three months, Marco had been at the hospital, monitoring Lettas condition. Every day, he didnt want to miss any information from the doctors monitoring Letta. Although there had been no significant progress, Marco felt relieved knowing that the fetus in Lettas body was growing well despite the medical equipment. For Marco, that was enough as long as both of them remained close to him. Footsteps echoed clearly in Marcos ears as he gazed at Letta through therge window. The steps finally stopped behind him. Marco caught Arabes reflection in the ss in front of him. They fell silent, both observing Lettas condition, before Arabe nced at Marcos shadow in the ss. You look more miserable than thest time we met, Arabe said, but Marco remained unmoved. Is being in a rtionship with me better than with the woman lying there? Arabe said again, finally eliciting a response from Marco as he turned to look at her. If youvee just to say nonsensical things, you better leave, Marco said, causing Arabe to smile wistfully. Evenst time, I heard you still calling me with endearments and beautiful phrases of praise. But this time, all I get from you is a t face and a disheveled appearance, Arabe said, making Marco sigh heavily.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. I knew from the start you changed all our ns because you were already interested in her. You thought you could deceive me with all the excuses you gave me, Arabe said, making Marco fall silent, realizing that he was actually just concealing his own feelings. Even Arabe and Edward knew the truth, but Marco could only acknowledge it now, as he covered himself up. So, what did you do to that woman that she looks so sad like this? Arabe asked, still staring at Marco with her impassive gaze. I am somewhat grateful to that woman. Perhaps if I had continued with you, I would have been in this position instead. It seems Im beginning to understand why I didnt mind our rtionship ending too much, Arabe said, as if pping Marco with the facts she conveyed, where Lettas condition, because of him, made Marco feel more useless and cowardly. Its still too early to me yourself now. I heard shes also pregnant. Is that your second child together? Arabe asked again, prompting Marco to meet her gaze. Dont be so surprised. I certainly know about her condition. Yes, as you know, Aunt Helena loves me like her own daughter. Of course, she will always say whatever she feels at the moment, even when you first met in the garden when Aunt Helena visited her for the first time. I still remember her words, how you first looked at her with a cold stare, Arabe said, making Marco rub his face roughly. Of course, Marco was already aware of the closeness between Arabe and his mother. But why did he have to involve Letta in their conversation? Im already tired enough. Its better if you leave. Isnt your schedule packed after you moved to France? Marco said, causing Arabe to smile. It turns out youre still keeping up with my information. Are you also finding out who Im close to now? Arabe asked arrogantly. Im too busy to worry about anyone youre dating right now. So just knowing where you are is enough for me. I still consider you as my little friend, not my ex-lover, Marco said, finally choosing to give in and leave Arabe, who fell silent. Arabe clenched her fists as she looked at Letta. Somehow, although Arabe was thankful that it wasnt her in Lettas position at the moment. But somehow, Arabes heart felt tight seeing how worried Marco was about Letta. Even Arabe realized that Marco wasnt ying around with his feelings for Letta. Perhaps that feeling was much greater than the love he once felt for Arabe when they were together. Although Marco used to praise Arabe every day, sending sweet gifts, and thoughtful messages, all of that paled inparison to Marcos caring attitude towards Letta now. All the attention and sweet words felt meaningless to Arabe, making her smile wryly to herself. Yes, youre a fortunate yet pitiful woman at the same time. I can breathe a little easier knowing its not me who is being toyed with by fate and brought together with aplicated man like Marco. I hope you wake up and recover quickly to face that man. I want to see how far you can endure facing someone like Marco, Arabe said. After that, she chose to turn around and leave the hospital corridor, which was dedicated solely to Letta. Marco had truly prepared everything, including specialized doctors and nurses, to continue monitoring Lettas current condition. Meanwhile, Marco chose to calm his mind for a moment by exhaling cigarette smoke into the air mixed with the sound of raindrops. He stared straight at the dark sky. Marco didnt even know what season he was experiencing. He had forgotten to look at the time, the date, and even count the days. It felt like Marco was too exhausted to count every second he spent just staring at Letta, who didnt respond at all. Open your eyes Marco must have just briefly left Lettas room to talk with Pedro. But when he returned, Marco halted his steps as he saw several nurses rushing out of Lettas room. His heart raced, sensing that something terrible had happened to Letta. Marco continued walking, where he saw a doctor examining Lettas condition. Even Lettas breathing apparatus had been removed by the doctor. The doctor was checking Lettas pupils when Marco approached. What happened? Marco asked the doctor, causing the doctors movements to halt. You can wait outside. We will further examine the patient, the doctor said, while a nurse pushed Marco out. Marco didnt even dare to resist. He could only look through the reflection on therge ss window in front of him as the nurses and the doctor checked Lettas condition. Marco still couldnt calm down, not knowing what was happening with his wife. Eventually, some of the attached devices were removed, making Marcos heart beat wildly. What was the meaning behind the doctor and the nurses doing this? Why were Lettas devices removed so suddenly, Marco wondered, choosing to push through the door once again. Why did you remove the devices? Whats actually going on with my wifes condition? Marco asked, making the doctor finally nod to the nurse who was holding him back. We should be thankful because the nurse who checked Lettas condition earlier noticed that she could move her hand. She even slowly opened her eyes, and thats a significant improvement. It indicates that she hase out of thea that hassted almost four months, the doctor said with a broad smile, leaving Marco silent, unable to respond properly to what the doctor was saying.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. So you mean, my wife is conscious now? Marco asked to confirm, making the doctor nod. Yes, for now she has truly passed thea stage, and we need to monitor her condition as well as the fetus thoroughly. Thats why we will monitor her in as much detail as possible, the doctor said, making Marco feel something stirring within him, a sense of relief that made him feel like he could breathe again as if someone had been strangling him for several months. Marco then walked back towards the window of the room, observing the nurse who was keeping an eye on Lettas condition. There, Letta looked as usual, as if she were sleeping, but the difference was that there werent as many devices attached to her body. Marco reached out and touched therge ss in front of him. It was as if Marco wanted to get closer to Letta and hold her hand, to make sure whether her hand felt warm or still cold as it had been for the past few months. Marco didnt know how long he stood in front of that ss, after the nurse allowed him to enter. Slowly, Marco stepped closer to Letta. Somehow, Marco felt a deep longing for the sparkle in the eyes that always gazed at him with fear. But that wasnt what Marco hoped for this time. Marco wanted to see Letta looking at him with her beautiful eyes, without any fear or hatred. But it seemed that Marco had to swallow that bitterness because all the wounds he had inflicted were too deep for him. Marco then reached out and tried to hold Lettas hand. Although it still felt cold, Marco could feel the pulse in her wrist, making him sure that he could finally breathe easy and get his wife back. You opened your eyes when I wasnt by your side, Marco said, sounding like a whisper with his heavy voice. Have you been waiting for me to not be by your side, only to open your eyes then? If so, should I leave your side so you can regain consciousness? Marco asked, his words alone already making his heart ache. Marco truly had no intention of leaving Letta or letting go of the woman who was still lying weak. Even if Letta tried to push him away, Marco would stick to his decision. He would treat Letta as best as he could. Marco would bear all his sins and the cruelties he had inflicted on Letta. Even though Letta might always hate him, at least Marco would still hold Letta to stay by his side. Marco fell silent while gazing closely at Lettas still pale face, gently stroking her cheek. I miss the rosy hue on your cheeks, murmured Marco, imagining a smile that might adorn his lips. Would all of that return when Letta regained consciousness, Marco wondered, as he finally tried to remain still, hoping Letta would open her eyes again, and this time, only he would be able to see her. Marco could still hear the ticking of the clock so clearly in his ears, and the sky began to change from day to night. The chirping of birds sometimes gave way to the silence of the night, making Marco faithfully wait for Letta, who was asionally examined by the doctor and the nurses monitoring her condition. Until finally, Pedro approached Marco, who had not left Lettas ward for several days. Im sorry, sir, theres something you must handle in person, and it cant be delegated, said Pedro, making Marco fall silent for a moment before rising from his seat. Even thest time I left her, she opened her eyes, and when I returned, she was lying like this again. So, should I really stay away from her? asked Marco, seeming to ignore Pedros words. Pedro just bowed his head, looking towards Letta, who still didnt move an inch. I will do whatever youmand, sir, Pedro said again, seemingly unable to persuade his master. Eventually, Marco stood up. Should I handle it myself this time? Marco finally asked, making Pedro nod. It seems Jacob has started causing trouble. He disrupted our flight systems a few days ago and has begun breaching the security of our hotel. I dont know what terrorist intentions he has right now, or maybe its because of your decision to remove him from the Chicago project, Pedro said, making Marco fall silent. It seemed that Jacob realized with his current vulnerability, making him bold enough to send such terror to his businesses. Marco finally rubbed his face roughly. Fine, Ill be the one to teach a lesson to my dear cousin. I want to see how much he can withstand my anger this time for daring to disturb me from this silence, Marco said. After that, he was about to leave, but once again stopped when he noticed Pedro looking startled. Marco recognized the expression on his subordinates face. He could see Pedro now looking behind him, where Lettay. Marco finally turned around, and there, he was even stunned. His heart began to beat rapidly again as he slowly saw Letta opening her eyes. How Marco had longed for these moments, when Letta finally turned slightly and looked at Marco with her weak gaze. They fell silent, as if sensing that time around them had stopped. It felt quiet and lonely, only the pounding of his heart and the gaze fixed on the woman who remained unmoving, with her eyes blinking weakly, looking at him with a vacant stare. Marco didnt know whether he should walk closer immediately or continue to stay in ce like this, so Letta wouldnt close her eyes again. opening her eyes Who are you? Marco turned to the doctor who was examining Letta, this time Marco was by Lettas side. The doctor eventually turned to look at Marco. Her condition is still weak, but everything is fine now. She just needs some therapy to restore her bodily functions, the doctor said, making Marco nod. The doctor then allowed Marco to approach Letta. Letta remained silent. Marco also didnt know what to do to wee Letta back into his life for the first time. Several minutes passed, and Marco finally tried to muster the courage to speak, his voice sounding hoarse. Youre back, Marco said, with his heavy voice, which made Letta just look at him silently. Even for a few seconds, Letta didnt respond. Marco looked at the doctor.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Is her speech function also impaired? Marco asked, making the doctor fall silent as if thinking. In some cases, that happens if they have been in aa for a long time, the doctor said, making Marco look back at Letta. Letta, can you hear me? Marco asked again, trying to reach out his hand, stroking Lettas face. However, his hand stopped as if Letta didnt want to be touched. I have been worried about you, Marco finally said, his hand hanging near Lettas face, which could only clench her hand. The doctor was also puzzled by Lettas silence. There were also two nurses there observing Lettas condition aftering out of thea. Who are you? Letta suddenly asked weakly, making Marco fall silent. Was she asking about the doctor and nurses behind him? Marco looked back at the doctor. Who are you? Why are you worried about me? Letta asked, and it was certainly directed at Marco. Marco fell silent, it seemed that this time Letta truly did not recognize him. You dont know me? Marco asked very cautiously, making Letta seem to examine Marcos face. Then, Letta weakly shook her head, making Marco more certain that Letta truly did not recognize him. So, what actually happened to my wife after she went through the terriblea for these past few months? Can she also not recognize me? Marco asked again, making the doctor finally choose to nod. It seems we need to conduct aprehensive examination of her body because some patients experience temporary amnesia due to their brains iplete memory consolidation. Miss Letta seems to slowly forget it during thea she went through these past few months, so we need to make sure, the doctor said, making Marco look back at Letta, who was looking around. Letta truly seemed like someone reborn. She seemed to know nothing, even looking at him with a strange gaze. Marco finally chose to let the doctor examine Letta. He then turned to Pedro. Ill deal with Jacobs problem after getting Lettas health report. I cant leave Letta in this condition. This is far more serious than the terror that boy is doing, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Alright, for now, Ill just monitor her, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Yes, just think of it as her ying around. Let her have fun first before she gets the punishment Ill give her directly, Marco said, making Pedro nod and leave his master. Marco waited in the hospital corridor for the report that the doctor would provide. Finally, the doctor came out with some test results he had conducted. It turned out that Letta had problems with her memory. Her brains function to organize the memories of her life was disrupted when she went into aa. However, the doctor said that gradually, with some therapy and reintroduction to her past life, Lettas memory would be clear again. The doctor allowed Marco to return to apany Letta. Marco slowly looked at Letta, who was still lying there with her eyes blinking weakly. Finally, Letta turned to him when Marco pulled a chair and sat beside her. The doctor said your condition is still weak and you need to undergo some therapy to restore your bodily functions, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. What happened to me? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent. Letta truly looked at him like a stranger, as if she had never known Marco before. But before that, who am I, and who are you? Letta asked, making Marco clench his fist. Marco didnt know what kind of exnation he should give to Letta. Youre my wife, Marco answered, making Letta fall silent. However, the next moment, Marco truly felt stunned when Letta gave him a small smile. For Marco, it was something more precious than anything. Are you my husband? Letta asked, making Marco nod. So, what happened to me? Letta asked again, making Marco once again have to choose his words to exin everything that had happened to her. There was an ident that required you to undergo surgery, and that surgery resulted in you being in aa for a while, Marco exined, able to provide only such a simple exnation for Letta. Letta weakly nodded her head. How long was I unconscious? Letta asked again, making Marco answer the question that seemed toe out automatically from his mind. About 4 months, Marco said, making Letta smile again. Thank goodness it wasnt longer than that, Letta said, making Marco finally dare to reach out his hand and tightly hold Lettas hand. Although her grip was weak, Marco could feel Letta reciprocating, making Marco stunned as he looked at their intertwined palms. You must have been very lonely and tired because of my condition, right? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Not at all. What I felt was worry and concern for you because I was afraid you wouldnt open your eyes again, Marco said, making Letta fall silent as if she was examining her husbands face for the first time. However, when Letta was about to speak again, Marco shook his head. Dont ask too many questions right now. Slowly, I will tell you everything better. For now, you rest again, and I will continue to apany you here, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. What if I fall asleep and cant open my eyes again? Letta asked, making Marco sigh deeply. That wont happen. God has punished me enough for the past few months, and this time I wont let it happen again, Marco said, making Letta only smile faintly. But not everything can be prevented just like that, right? What if it really happens? Letta said. If that happens, I wont change. Just like before, I will stay by your side, apany you forever, until you open your eyes again. I wont move from here even an inch, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Marco then reached out and gently stroked his wifes head. Rest, Marco said, finally making Letta slowly close her eyes again. Although Marco felt the same fear, he was confident that Letta would always return to him, no matter what happened. you can’t ask anything Slowly, the nurse helped Letta to sit up after cleaning her body, while Marco remained silent, gazing at his wife who asionally nced at him and gave a smile. Marco, too, smiled more frequently, the smile etched on his lips. Then, Marco stopped a nurse who was bringing breakfast for Letta. Let me feed her, Marco said, causing the nurse to nod before leaving the two of them alone. Letta then smiled at Marco. Im tired of eating mushy food like this, Letta said, causing Marcos hand to pause as he looked at his disinterested wife staring at the food in front of her. Theres no other choice, this is the only food you can eat right now, Marco said, making Letta immediately put on a sulky face. Fine, one bite, one question, or else you cant ask anything, Marco said, making Letta stare at him even more intively. Marco realized there were many questions in Lettas head, and he knew he had a lot of exnations to give her. Alright, replied Letta, who finally gave in, slightly leaning her body to receive the first spoonful from Marco. What is my full name? Letta asked with a wide smile, making Marco pause for a moment before answering, Letta Letichia. Then Letta asked about her age, and Marco answered that she was twenty-five years old. Letta then began asking various things about her world to Marco, and Marco answered as if he had known Letta for a long time, even though their meeting was coincidental, and their marriage was a contractual one arranged by Marco himself. Marco smiled wryly at himself, realizing that he was seemingly ying a drama for his own ego. For Marco, the most important thing was that Letta remained by his side, and he would do everything to fix the mistakes he had made. I cant eat that food anymore. My stomach feels sick and ufortable, Letta said, making Marco try to persuade her.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Im sure you still want to keep asking. I wont exin anything either if you dont finish this meal, Marco said. However, Lettas movement stopped, making Marco realize that he hadnt exined her pregnancy yet. Marco was not ready to exin thisplicated situation to Letta. Marco then reached out and held Lettas hand, who looked at him with a puzzled expression. Alright, without you asking, I will start exining about us, Marco said, making Letta nod. You are currently carrying my child, Marco said, making Letta blink her eyes and then smile widely. So there is our child inside? Letta asked. Marco nodded. How old is the baby? Letta asked, looking happy and moved. Its 22 weeks old, Marco answered, making Letta surprised. But Lettas smile stopped when she saw the worried look on Marcos face. Are you happy? Letta asked. Of course, I am happy, Marco replied. But your expression says otherwise, Letta said. Marco sighed deeply. No, its because I still cant believe I am talking to you. I feel guilty for everything that happened to you, especially during the early stages of your pregnancy, which had to be endured depending on hospital equipment. But I am grateful that you both made it, for you and me, Marco said. Letta reached out and caressed Marcos jaw, making Marco silent. This was the first time Letta had given him such a gentle touch. Marco held Lettas hand by his face and kissed it tenderly. How could I not be happy when you and our child are now in my life, Marco said, making Letta smile. Im sorry for leaving you and making you worry these past few months. Thank you for staying by my side, Letta said. Marco nodded. Is this our first child? Letta asked. Marco nodded. Yes, this is our first child, Marco replied, making Letta smile. Did we just get married? Letta asked. Marco paused for a moment as if thinking. Yes, weve been married for approximately eight months, Marco answered. Im sorry that I cant remember the beautiful moments when we got married. I also dont know how strong our love is. But when I first saw you, I felt my heart beating fast. Does that signify that we had a strong spiritual bond before? Letta asked. Marco could only nod in response. It seems that, even though you didnt say that you are my husband, I have already developed strong feelings for you, Letta said. Even though Letta didnt express that it was love, for Marco, hearing those words from Letta was meaningful enough. Is our marriage happy? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Yes, for me, its very happy. Just seeing your smile, our marriage is blissful, Marco replied, making Letta smile. It seems youre the type of husband who is very skilled at saying sweet things, Letta said, making Marco only smile mockingly at himself. Alright, lets end the information session here. So you better get ready because soon youll have to undergo physiotherapy to move your legs and the rest of your body, Marco said. Letta nodded enthusiastically, eager to leave the hospital once she recovered. Letta wanted to walk again as usual and do other things she wanted. Letta wanted to know more about her marriage to Marco because right now, Letta felt like a nk sheet of paper with no markings. She truly couldnt remember anything, not even about herself or the people in her previous life. It was as if this was their second life given by God. Marco continued to watch Letta, who was now trying to walk slowly, assisted by nurses on her right and left. asionally, Letta smiled, and Marco could only smile back. The doctor advised Letta not to overexert herself during this physiotherapy, so Letta would undergo the session slowly to restore the function of movement in her body. I don’t want to lose her Marco gazed at his desk, which he had abandoned for a long time. It was the first time he had returned to manage all the businesses in his hands. Marco felt it was time for him to take control again and teach a lesson to those who disturbed him when he appeared vulnerable. He then looked at Pedro, who had been standing in front of him. Wheres the report on Jacob? Marco asked, prompting Pedro to finally reach out and hand over several sheets of paper and some other evidence. Marco looked through each one and found that his beloved cousin had truly undermined him because of his distraction with Letta. It turns out he has disrupted all of ourpanys systems. Whats the impact? Marco asked again. There are some flight systems that are in disarray, even an airne ident that hit our airline. All because of Jacobs actions, Pedro replied, making Marco click his tongue in frustration. How many casualties? Marco asked again. No casualties at all, but we incurred significant losses due to the considerable damage to the aircraft. Fortunately, the ne was able tond safely in the Cozy River, so we were able to rescue the passengers inside, Pedro said. Has everything been resolved properly? Has the ne been lifted from the river? Marco asked, making Pedro nod his head. Yes, everything has been resolved, sir. Record all the losses caused by him and send them to me immediately. It seems I have to drag my dear cousin into prison soon. He has underestimated me, especially since he is currently in a vulnerable state. This is the right time to strike, Marco said as he got up from his seat, making Pedro nod. What else is on my schedule today? Marco asked as he walked out of the room, followed by Pedro and two other guards. In 5 minutes, you have to meet with Mr. Edward, and then you have to manage several projects rted to hotel and resort development. Tomorrow you have to fly to Chicago, Pedro said, making Marco nod. After I meet my father, set aside about an hour for me because I have to go to the hospital, Marco said, making Pedro nod, even though it was very difficult to find time in Marcos busy schedule. Pedro had to make it work if Marco wanted it. This time, Marco immediately got back into the car to meet Edward at one of the Jovankas five-star hotels. During the journey, Marco nced at his phone where the nurse was taking care of Letta and sending a video of Letta undergoing physiotherapy, causing Marco to tug at the corner of his lips. There had been significant progress; Letta could walk normally again, albeit slowly. Her physical condition had also started to improve, and most importantly, their baby was growing healthily, making Marco impatient because today was the day of their babys check-up. Eventually, Pedro stopped the car right in front of the 5-star hotel where Marco would meet his father. Marco immediately went up to the highest floor and met Edward, who was sitting in his grand chair. You finally came, Edward said, making Marco sigh deeply. Yes, because today I can finally think clearly, Marco said, making Edward finally walk over to his son, pouring drinks into crystal sses for them. You know your mother is really angry with you right now, Edward said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, I know, but I dont have time to persuade Mommy. Im still too busy with other matters, not to mention the trouble caused by Daddys beloved nephew, Marco said, sipping the drink in front of him, making Edward look at his son with raised eyebrows. Yes, Daddy knows. Daddy has also told it to your uncle, and he said that Jacob was just upset because you didnt let him participate in your new project in Chicago, Edward said, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance. Thats his way of having fun and ying with the lives of hundreds of people on my airline. Fortunately, our pilots were able tond it in arge river, so we only suffered material damage. What if there were casualties or the ne couldnt be controlled and instead crashed into a mountain or sank into the sea? That would cause greater losses than now, Marco said, making Edward nod his head. Yes, Daddy knows, he wont meddle. You can handle it yourself, and Daddy knows it just sounds like an excuse from your uncle, Edward said again, making Marco shrug nonchntly. How is your wifes condition? Edward asked again. For now, shes getting better, Marco said, making Edward nod his head. It shows from your face that looks calmer than thest time we met, Edward said again. She has lost all her memories, Marco said, making Edward stop his hand movements. Thea she experienced affected all the memories she had. I dont know whether I should be grateful or concerned, because with that, maybe I can start our marriage anew. I dont want her to remember the past events she went through, especially losing our first child, Marco said, making Edward go silent before finally cing the ss that had been pulled from his hand. Do you love her? Edward asked, looking at his son with a serious gaze. I dont know, but for now, I dont want to lose her, Marco answered, making Edward nod his head. It seemed his father truly understood his feelings, but Marco seemed hesitant to be honest about his feelings. If you dont want to lose her, take good care of her. And one more thing you need to handle is your mothers opinion. You know shes a bit difficult to change her feelings towards someone, Edward said. Daddy just needs to say that for now, dont act childish towards Mommy, especially concerning Letta. Ive worked hard to get her to this point. I dont want to ruin everything and make her run away from me again, Marco said, making Edward nod. Ill try, but I cant promise, because you know, if your mother has a desire, its difficult for us to forbid her. But I will try to make her understand the condition of your wife. So, what about Arabe? Edward asked, making Marco shrug nonchntly. Normal, my rtionship with her is still going fine. Even though I know right now she doesnt want to contact me. Maybe just to meet. Maybe shes reluctant, but Im not like that, Marco said, making Edward chuckle, catching Marcos attention.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. It seems your tactics are simr to mine, Edward said, making Marco look at him with raised eyebrows. Come on, Mommy and Letta are two very different people. How can they be the same? Marco said. Maybe if you look from the outside, they are indeed not the same, but you know, your mother was just like your wife now. She was a good woman, cheerful, and innocent. Even though now she looks like a raging lioness, but back then, your mother was very adorable. Thats why Daddy cant let go of her until now, Edward said, making Marco just nod. I will try to believe that Mommy is like my wife. Although Im a bit skeptical, Marco said, making his father sigh. Well then, just handle Jacobs affairs properly for now. Daddy doesnt want your uncle to do the same things as his son, Edward said, making Marco get up from his seat. Daddy doesnt need to worry. I can handle everything, whether its his son or himself, Marco said, making Edward just nod. Of course, Edward believed in his son to do anything in the best way possible. looks frightened Marco walked down the hospital corridor. Somehow, every time he arrived at the white-walled building permeated with a pungent scent of medicine, his heart continued to beat rapidly. He had many unpleasant memories due to the numerous times he had brought Letta to the hospital, her condition making his heart feel as though it might stop at any moment. But this time was different, as he felt his heart race with a pleasant warmth. Since earlier, Marco had been wearing a smile on his lips, something that felt delightful with every step he took, knowing he would meet Letta, who always greeted him with a sweet smile. It sometimes made it difficult for Marco to control his smile, like now, as his steps slowly approached the door of the room where Letta was inside. His heartbeat grew faster, even causing a sharp pain in his chest, but it was a sensation that felt immensely pleasurable. Marco immediately reached out and pushed the door open. But his smile faltered as he suddenly saw Letta holding a knife. Unpleasant memories rushed into Marcos mind. He still remembered how Letta had tried to take her own life by cutting her wrist with that sharp object. Marco quickly took long strides, snatching the knife from Lettas grasp, and in that moment, he could see how startled Letta was. Marco threw the knife into the corner of the room and immediately embraced Letta tightly. Im sorry, Im so sorry, Marco said. Only apologies came out of his mouth. Marco hid his face in the crook of Lettas neck, causing Letta to furrow her brow, not understanding Marcos actions. Letta could even feel Marcos rapid heartbeat and his trembling hands as he held her. Eventually, Letta tried to return her husbands embrace and gently stroked his tense back. Its okay, are you okay? Did something happen? Letta asked, making Marco go silent for a moment, as if to normalize his fear, before finally unraveling their embrace and looking at Letta, who was now gazing at him with a worried expression. Letta then reached out and gently stroked the side of Marcos face. I was even surprised when you suddenly took my knife, Letta said, making Marco look at the knife he had just thrown. What were you going to do with that knife? Marco asked, making Letta look at the fruit te on the nightstand. I wanted to eat some fruit, and I was going to peel the apple, but you suddenly came and took the knife, then threw it before I could open it. Look, even your face still looks frightened like this, Letta said while still caressing her husbands face, making Marco sigh deeply and rub his face roughly. It seemed he was starting to be paranoid about sharp objects around Letta. No, its just that I was too afraid it might hurt you, Marco said, making Letta smile. That wont happen. I can still use a knife. Besides, the doctor said my body has improved. I can use my fingers as usual, Letta said again, making Marco finally walk over to retrieve the discarded knife. Sit down, Ill peel the apple for you, Marco said, finally coaxing Letta to sit on the sofa not far from his bed, as he brought the fruit te and sat beside her. Skillfully, Marco peeled the apple intended for Letta to eat, while Letta continued to gaze at her husbands face. Why? Marco asked, noticing Lettas unwavering stare fixed on him rather than the fruit in his hand. I dont know, I felt a bit strange when I saw you earlier. Are you really that afraid of me getting hurt? Letta asked, causing Marcos hand to pause. Then, Marco looked at Letta. Of course. Even the smallest injury, I wont let it happen, Marco said, making Letta smile. The next moment, without warning, Letta nted a kiss on the side of Marcos face, leaving him stunned. Does that sound sweet? Letta said, her smile widening, leaving Marco still entranced by her sweet smile. Even the warm sensation of her kiss lingered on his cheek. This made Marco once again have to control his emotions. For some reason, with Lettas current treatment alone, his chest felt tight. Marco only smiled. Marco didnt know what kind of feeling he was experiencing right now, but this flutter felt very pleasant, and he wanted to keep experiencing it all the time. And only Letta could do that. Eventually, when the fruit was peeled, Marco ced it on the te and handed it to Letta. Have you eaten? Letta asked, causing Marco to nod. Yes, I have. I had it with Daddy earlier, Marco said, halting Lettas movements. Letta remembered that during her time at the hospital, Marcos parents never visited her. Do your parents know that Im being treated here? Letta asked, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment before nodding. They know, but they apologize for not being able to visit their daughter-inw. Theyre very busy, Marco said, making Letta nod with a smile. Yeah, I understand their busyness, its okay. Its all right, after I get out of the hospital, Ill be the one to visit them, Letta said, making Marco give a faint smile. Marco didnt know whether to stop her or not, but he hoped that after leaving the hospital, Letta would forget her intention. Because for now, it seemed that Marco still couldnt bring Letta and his mother together.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Lettas motion halted as Marco continued to watch her while she was eating the fruit, prompting her to reach out and offer a slice of the apple to Marco. Do you want some? Letta said with her mouth full, making Marco smile. Yes, it seems very sweet, Marco said, making Letta nod. Of course, try it, Letta said again, prompting Marco to put down the apple in his hand. But it seems it would taste sweeter if I were to have it directly from your lips, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta was about to respond to Marcos words when suddenly he pulled her waist closer, then pressed his lips against hers. Letta was stunned. It was the first time Letta felt something like this after her memories hadpletely disappeared. Letta could feel her heart racing as she felt Marcos lips perfectly aligning with hers. Especially when she felt Marcosrge hand, now moving from her waist, gently tracing her back, then pressing on her nape. As Marco moved his lips, Letta could only release what she had been holding in her hand, gripping Marcos shoulders tightly, and following every move he made. They kissed each other so gently until Marco eventually unraveled their kiss, leaving Letta furrowing her brow. Why? Did I do something wrong? Letta asked, as suddenly Marco was now looking at her with a nk expression. No, its just that if I continue, I dont think I can restrain myself. You, you always make it impossible for me to control anything I feel, Marco said, extending his hand and caressing Lettas damp and reddened lower lip. first time1 Letta remained stunned as she felt Marcos thumb continuously caressing her lower lip, leaving her only able to gaze into Marcos eyes, which were now fixed on her. Marco then pulled Letta to sit on hisp, so they faced each other at a close distance. You know how hard Im trying not to devour you right now, Marco said, making Letta chuckle. How hard? Letta asked, making Marco reach out to the side of Lettas face and gently caress it, gazing at every inch of his wifes face. Very hard, I dont want to hurt you with this intense desire, Marco said, making Letta shake her head immediately. You wont hurt me. I trust you, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, we dont even know how our baby is doing inside here, Marco said, stroking Lettas visibly rounded belly, making Letta smile. Hes doing fine in there. I even felt his movementsst night, Letta said, making Marco widen his eyes. Has he really moved? Marco asked, making Letta nod. He moved while I was asleep, but I could feel it. Whether he was kicking or punching, I dont know, Letta replied, making Marco smile broadly. Next time, if he moves, let me know, Marco said, making Letta nod. Marco then embraced Letta, burying his face in the nape of her neck, inhaling Lettas scent deeply. I really love your scent, Marco said, making Letta smile. My current scent is just the medication Ive been taking, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, I recognize this scent very well. Even from the first time we met until now, your scent hasnt changed, always making me unable to restrain myself, Marco said, making Letta feel the warm breath of her husband on her neck, prompting Letta to gently push Marco away. Im curious, how did we first meet? Letta asked, making Marco pause. Marco had to wrack his brain again with Lettas sudden question. Marco seemed like a writer of a book because he had to craft a story for his wifes life. We met at a party, and our first meeting made me unable to look away from you. Thats why we ended up like this, married, and soon to have a child, Marco said, making Letta smile as she watched Marco caressing her round belly. Are you happy? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, very, very happy, Marco replied, making Letta smile. Letta then gazed at her husbands face for a moment. It seems that Ive been very much in love with you before as well because, for some reason, even though I dont remember how we were before, I already liked you so much. I always feel nervous when were this close, Letta said, making Marco pause. Could it be possible, Marco thought, because everything seemed contrary to what Letta had just said. Yes, of course, you love me so much because Im a handsome, wealthy, kind-hearted, understanding man who deeply loves his wife. Theres no room for me to make you leave or reject my feelings, Marco said, making Lettaugh at her husbands confidence. But the next moment, Letta nodded, feeling that everything Marco said was a fact. Yes, its true, I seem to be infatuated with that face of yours, Letta said, making Marco smile too. Letta fell silent. For some reason, there was a feeling that made her always want to be close to Marco. Letta caressed her husbands face, prompting Marco to once again try to bring their faces closer, when a door opened, revealing a nurse standing at the doorway. Sorry, I should have knocked first, the nurse said, making Letta tilt her head. Its okay, Sister. Are you going to check on me now? Letta asked, making Marco slowly lower Letta from hisp. No, but its time for your prenatal examination, the nurse replied, making Letta beam, and so did Marco, as this was what they had been waiting for during the examination of their unborn child. Okay then, Letta said, which finally led the nurse and Marco to take Letta to a different room. Marco pushed Letta in a wheelchair because Letta was still not strong enough to walk far, as they had to move to a different room and floor to check Lettas pregnancy, until they finally arrived at a room with a different doctor as well. Please lie down, the doctor said, making Letta follow every instruction the doctor gave. They were about to perform an ultrasound, making Marco also nervous and excited. This was the first time in his life that he had seen his future child through arge t screen in front of him. Your gestational age is currently at twenty-two weeks, and the fetuss condition is very good. Hes growing well, although I see the history of your pregnancy, which is enough to make everyone admire your struggle, the doctor said, making Letta smile. Yes, its been a tough journey, doctor, Letta said, making the doctor smile as well. The doctor then exined how each organ of the fetus was already perfectly visible. Its predicted to be a girl, the doctor said, making Letta smile, as did Marco. Look, she seems to be asleep, the doctor said again, which for some reason made them feel their eyes starting to well up as the doctor stopped the movement of a device on her abdomen. Do you want to listen to her heartbeat? the doctor asked, making Letta nod enthusiastically. The doctor ced the device on Lettas round belly, starting to search for the fetuss heartbeat, and the next moment, Letta truly wanted to cry with emotion upon hearing the sound of the heartbeat, which sounded like a galloping horse. Her heartbeat sounds fast, Letta said, her voice trembling, holding back tears, but of course, Letta couldnt hold it in, as a teardrop moistened the corner of her eye. Her heartbeat is also very strong, the doctor said, making Letta look at Marco, who also looked enthusiastic, and even his expression was indescribable as a wide smile spread across Marcos face, until the examination was over.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I will give the report to the doctor currently examining you. Thank you, I hope the mother and the fetus are healthy and will soon leave this hospital, the doctor said, making Letta smile. Marco pushed Letta in a wheelchair back to her room, but Letta stopped his movement. Can we take a walk in the garden first? Look, the sun is shining so brightly. Im bored staying in the room all the time, Letta said, making Marco nod slowly. Marco took Letta to the veryrge hospital garden, adorned with flowers, and the chirping of birds made Letta feel the happiness she was feeling at the moment. Im happy just by hearing the heartbeat of our baby, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, Im also very happy. This is the first time Ive felt something like this. Its as if my chest wants to shatter because this heartbeat is really beating so strongly, Marco said, making Letta look up, gazing at her husband with her wide smile, and Marco returned the smile. You can feel it Marco left Lettas room and immediately grabbed his phone. He stepped away a little so his voice wouldnt be heard by his wife. Marco promptly contacted Pedro because there was an important matter that needed to be resolved that day. I want you to make sure that everything in the house that makes Letta suspicious is removed, especially the key to the small room. Dont let Letta find out about it. Tell all the servants and guards at home never to mention what happened to Letta at home, including Desi. You know what to do, Marco instructed Pedro before ending the call. Marco felt the need to sort it out as the doctor had allowed Letta to return home after her condition improved. It only required regr check-ups, and Marco sighed deeply, hoping there would be no issues when bringing Letta back home. Then, Marco re-entered the room and saw Letta standing, gazing out of the window. He approached Letta and tightly embraced her shoulder. Why? Marco asked. I dont know why, but it feels so jittery. This is the first time Ive been out of this ce; it feels like the first time I set foot in the outside world. You can imagine how excited I am, Letta said with a smile. Marco replied, Yes, there are many interesting things out there that you will surely love. After that, Letta took Marcos wrist and ced it on her chest. You can feel it, my heartbeat is racing, as if my heart will explode right now, Letta said. Marco stopped smiling, Never say something like that. I dont like it when you describe it with frightening words. Letta was slightly puzzled by Marcos reaction. Why? I just said it, Im very happy and looking forward to it, Letta said. Marco finally smiled, Forget it. So, are you ready to go back outside? Yes, of course I am, Letta said enthusiastically. Marco then tightly held Lettas hand and led her out of the room that had confined Letta for almost five months. Letta bid farewell to the doctor and nurses who had taken care of her, thanking them for their assistance. Marco opened the car door for Letta, but she paused for a moment. Why? Marco asked. Is our house far away? Letta asked. Marco nodded, Yes, our house is quite far. Letta smiled, No, I was just asking. Letta got into the car followed by Marco and others. Marco drove the car slowly, while Letta enjoyed the view from the window. The sky is clear. Look, there were many people ying, sunbathing, and exercising in the park earlier. Can I do the same next time? Letta asked, looking at Marco. Marco smiled and nodded, You can do anything you want, but only after youve fully recovered. Letta furrowed her brows, I am already very well. The doctor has allowed me to go home, hasnt he? Letta said, looking at Marco. Marco nodded, Yes, of course. As they continued the journey, Letta suddenly asked Marco to stop the car. Marco was surprised and immediately hit the brakes. Whats wrong? Marco asked, looking at Letta. Letta gazed out of the window, Look, the food truck. Isnt that the person selling ice cream cones? Marco turned to look at the ice cream truck, Yes, thats right. Letta asked, Can I buy some? Marco looked at her with raised eyebrows, You cant. Its still too early, and you just took your medicine. Letta looked at him with a sad expression, Come on, its been an hour already. I think the doctor would allow it too. Arent you being cruel? Maybe the baby in here wants its ice cream. Marco nced at Lettas round belly and let out a long sigh. Finally, he stopped the car and instructed the guards to buy all the vors of ice cream from the truck. Letta smiled as she watched Marco queuing with the little children to get her the ice cream.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Letta asked, Why did you instruct your guards to buy the ice cream? Why didnt you get out yourself? Marco grinned tightly and remained silent. Should I stand in line among those kids? Definitely not, Marco said, causing Letta to look at him with a sad expression. Yet its your wife and your child who want it, but you ask someone else, Letta said, audible to Marco. Marco turned to Letta, who chose to look out the window. Wouldnt it feel the same, whether its me or the guard buying it? Marco replied. Its not about the feeling, but about the care. It seems like people will think that your guard is my husband and the father of this baby, Letta said again, and the next moment Letta heard the door next to her open. Marco walked out and approached the guard. Letta didnt know what they were talking about, but the guard returned to stand beside the car, and Marco took his ce. Letta found her husbands behavior amusing, as with just that statement, Marcoplied with her request as if he was reluctant to let someone else take his ce. After a few minutes, Marco returned with two bags of ice cream in his hands. He got into the car and handed the ice cream to Letta. Heres the ice cream you wanted. I hope all the vors wont disappoint, because I was willing to wait in line for these mini ice creams for a long time, Marco said, handing the ice cream to Letta. Letta chuckled softly as she took one of the ice creams, Do you want to try it too? Marco shook his head, No, its too cold for me. Letta just shrugged and began to enjoy the ice creams one by one from the various vors that Marco had provided. feels uncomfortable Letta gazed out the window, where the view before her was very different from the previous ce. Is our house in this area? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Letta began to observe every detail around without paying attention to the ice cream in her hand and on the back seat. Suddenly, a tall,rge gate opened in front of her, causing Letta to furrow her brows. There was something familiar. Could it be because Ive been living in this house for a few months? I sense something a bit strange, Letta said, making Marco look at her, and then Letta smiled. Yes, it seems like Im starting to feel something that I had forgotten before, like entering this area of the house. It feels a bit different, Letta said, leaving Marco silent. It wasnt clear what Letta was feeling, whether it was a faint memory or a premonition she experienced. Finally, the car stopped right in front of theirrge house. Letta asked, Have we arrived? Marco nodded. Marco got out of the car first, then opened the door for Letta. They were greeted by the guards and servants at the house. Letta felt as if it was the first time she set foot in that house because she couldnt remember anything from the past that had vanished from her memory. Isnt this like the first time I came to this house? Maybe it was the same back then, you would introduce me to the guards and servants in this house, Letta whispered, making Marco smile. Yes, you guessed it right, Marco said. He felt Letta shared the same thought as him, that they could start everything anew. Marco looked at Desi, and Desi approached him. She is the head servant in this house, her name is Desi. You used to ask for Desis help with anything, Marco said. Letta reached out her hand and tightly held Desis hand. Desi was slightly startled and slowly released her hand. Letta was puzzled by Desis response, which seemed awkward and full of fear. It seems in your previous memory, I was an unpleasant employer, Letta said. Desi shook her head, No, Madam. You are a good employer. Thank you foring back to this house. Thank you for the wee. I ask for your cooperation in the future. I might be a little troublesome, Letta said. Desi and the servants just nodded. Alright, then you should rest immediately. We will go to the room soon, Marco said, about to take Letta inside the house. But Letta stopped him, I want to take a look around this house first. Who knows, I might remember something. You have plenty of time to explore the houseter, so for now, lets rest first. Dont argue, Marco said, making Letta pout. Desi could only watch her employer, and even though Marco was urging Letta, it was clearly different from the previous coercion. There were no threats or cold words he uttered, just warmmands containing concern. Desi finally believed that what Letta was experiencing was a good fate. She felt grateful that Letta had endured, and all her bad memories were gone. Otherwise, she might have felt very sad and concerned about her employers condition. Desi flinched slightly as Marco and Letta passed her to enter therge house. Letta looked around with a sharp gaze. Was it the first time I set foot in this house that I was truly mesmerized by the house you own? Letta asked. Marco nodded, realizing from the story Letta heard, she grew up without any parents, unlike the wealthy family she was part of now. You know, right now I feel like Cindere, Letta said, making Marco smile. Well, lets just consider it that way. Youre the Cindere, and Im your prince. Dont they live happily ever after? Marco said, holding Lettas hand as they climbed the stairs. However, when Letta reached the middle of the staircase, she suddenly held her stomach, making Marco anxious. Why? Marco asked, holding Lettas waist tightly. My stomach feels ufortable, Letta said, immediately asking to be taken to the bathroom. Marco looked tense. Ill call the doctor, Marco said hurriedly. No, theres no need to call the doctor. I just need to go to the bathroom, Letta said, trying to calm Marco. Marco asked again, Are you sure, which part of your stomach is ufortable? We need to check it immediately. Letta just smiled while caressing Marcos jaw, Rx. I just need to go to the bathroom. My stomach is a little queasy, and you know what I need to do there. Marco took a deep breath and immediately took Letta into the bathroom. Should I apany you inside? Marco asked, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course not. How could youe in? I can do it myself. Besides, even when I was in the hospital, I did it on my own without the help of a nurse, Letta said. Make sure the floor is not slippery, and be careful with your steps. Ill wait for you in front here, Marco said, making Letta smile. You dont have to wait for me in front of the bathroom. Just do what you want to do. I promise nothing will happen, Letta said, trying to reassure Marco. Marco took a long breath and nodded, Alright, then go in and be careful, Marco said as he returned to the room. Letta smiled to herself, even though she just needed to attend to the call of nature that made her ufortable. Marco continued to stare at the watch on his wrist, counting every minute that Letta spent inside. For some reason, Marco felt uneasy and anxious. Finally, Marco approached and knocked on the bathroom door. Are you still in there? Why is it taking so long? Marco eximed. Yes, just a moment. Dont worry, Im fine, Letta said, making Marco fall silent again on the sofa.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. It was unclear how many times Marco did the same thing, constantly knocking on the door and asking about Lettas condition inside the bathroom, which eventually led Letta to open the door with an annoyed expression. Okay, okay, you dont have to keep knocking on the door and asking about me. It makes me ufortable, Letta said in an irritated tone, making Marco look at her with a t expression. I was just making sure, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance, then she slowly walked to see their room. I will accompany you Letta then looked around the room she now upied, with white-painted walls that made her smile. This is our room, right? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Indeed, Marco had asked Desi to change the atmosphere of the room Letta had previously upied and moved all of Marcos belongings there, including his books and clothes. Marco also instructed to lock the room he had previously upied, as there were many unpleasant memories that Letta had experienced there. But why does the room look so feminine? Dont you mind? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Why should I? If I sleep in a room that smells feminine, I still sleep as a man who needs a woman, Marco said, winking at Letta, who just rolled her eyeszily. Letta then walked towards the dressing room and saw the spacious wardrobe, with Marcos and her clothes side by side, which made her smile. After that, Marco stopped Lettas movement and held her shoulder. Thats enough wandering, we can do it after you rest, Marco said again, making Letta pout. Come on, just a little longer, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. It meant her husband didnt want her to argue, so Marco finally gently pushed Letta towards the bed and sat beside her. Take your vitamins first, then go to sleep immediately, Marco said, making Letta stop her movement when she was about to take her medicine. Where are you going yourself? Letta asked, seeing Marcos hurried appearance. I have to take care of some matters, it wont take long. Thats why I told you to sleep. After you wake up, I will already be back in this house, Marco said, making Letta fall silent for a moment before finally gazing softly at her husband. Alright, but can you stay with me for a while before I fall asleep? My eyes arent sleepy yet, and it will be difficult to force myself to sleep now, Letta said, making Marco take a long breath before nodding. Okay, I will apany you, but you have to try to sleep, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta theny down, while Marco sat beside her. What matters need to be resolved? Letta asked again. Its about someone who has messed with mypany, Marco replied, causing Letta to furrow her brow.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Really? Is yourpany facing a big problem? Letta inquired once more, prompting Marco to shake his head. Not that big, just that I need to teach a lesson to the person who dares to y with me. But dont dwell on it too much, its just a minor issue, and I will give them a warning, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta then sat up straight, causing Marco to gaze at her with raised eyebrows. My stomach still feels full, Im notfortable lying down, Letta said, understanding the meaning behind her husbands gaze, making Marco smile while looking at her round belly. Marco then reached out his hand and gently caressed it. Is he not moving? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. He hasnt moved at all since this morning. Maybe hes asleep, Letta said, making Marco smile. Yet I really want to feel him, Marco said. He will probably move a lot tonight. I will let you know, Letta said, making Marco nod. After that, they fell silent for a moment before eventually drawing closer to each other as if there was a maic field pulling them in. Marco gazed attentively at Lettas hazel eyes, which were now gleaming with happiness, unlike the past filled with hatred, which even made Marco want to snatch those eyes and keep them. I think I should feel it first, Marco whispered right in front of Lettas face, making Letta smile as Marco pressed his lips against hers. Feeling the soft and warm touch of his wifes lips, Marco closed his eyes, remembering every gentle touch that he would never forget. The same went for Lettas reciprocated kiss, as if Letta also desired it. There was no coercion, everything felt natural, making Marco press against Lettas nape and slip his tongue between her sweet lips. Feeling the warmth of her mouth with soft moans in Marcos ear, he didnt want to stop. Marco broke their kiss as he sensed Letta needed air. Marco smiled at the shiny red lips and then brought them together again, as if not giving Letta a chance to pull away. Marco held Lettas waist, but at a distance so as not to touch her round belly. Eventually, Letta gripped her husbands shoulders, causing Marco to stop the kiss. Why? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, its just that my chest feels slightly ufortable, Letta said, making Marco widen his eyes. Is it painful? Marco asked, knowing about the scar on Lettas left chest. No, its just a feeling that makes me happy, Letta said, causing Marcos expression to suddenly change. Never make me worry. You know, no matter how small the pain youre experiencing right now, it truly tortures me, Marco said, as Letta reached out, cupping her handsome husbands face, then giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. Is that truly a sign that you really love me? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent. Marco didnt answer at all, causing Letta to furrow her brow. Dont you love me? Letta asked with a serious gaze, making Marco smile reassuringly. Do I have to spell it out? How my fear of losing you, how my anxiety, that should be enough to represent my feelings for you, Marco said, making Letta smile. Although Marco didnt directly express the word love, for Letta, it was enough. Letta then embraced Marco tightly, and Marco gently caressed his wifes back. You also have to be okay. Dont be too busy with all your work. You need to spare time for me and our future child. I need your attention. I want to rece all the lost time, when I lost all the memories of us. I want to rece them now and in the future. I dont want to have few memories of you, Letta said, making Marco release his embrace. Alright, I will try. But at least, you have to understand that your husband manages several of thergestpany assets in this country. Even though I could instruct my trusted people to do it, of course, it would never be as good as when I handle it myself, Marco said, making Letta smile at her husbands arrogant attitude. Yes, I believe in a Marco Jovanka, Letta said, making them both smile. Okay, enough chit-chat. Now lie back down. Im sure your stomach is fine. Start closing your eyes. Its been too long since we arrived at this house, and you still havent rested, Marco said, making Letta finally choose to nod and not dispute her husbands words. Lettay down and closed her eyes, feeling the warm strokes on the top of her head. Ill be here until you fall asleep, Marco said, making Letta only nod. Slowly, Letta fell asleep with the warmth of a kiss on her forehead. Let me have a go at shooting Marco then gazed at Letta, now peacefully asleep. Letta had closed her eyes for five minutes, yet for some reason, Marco felt reluctant to move from his seat. It was as if he wanted to keep observing his wifes face. Marco reached out, gently caressing the side of Lettas face, which sometimes made Letta furrow her brow, or sometimes even smile. It provided aforting feeling for Marco. Suddenly, a knock was heard from Lettas door, causing Marcos movements to halt. Come in, Marco said, causing Pedro to finally open the door and immediately bow before Marco. It seems we need to move now to meet Jacob, Pedro said. Marco sighed deeply as he stood up from his seat. Actually, a few minutes ago, I wanted to move, but somehow, I felt so unwilling to leave here, Marco said while gazing at Letta for a moment before turning around. Let it be, lets go now. If I follow my heart, my beloved cousin might cause trouble again, Marco said, making Pedro follow his steps slowly. They closed the bedroom door and descended the stairs. Marco immediately called for Desi. Apany Letta when she wakes up. Take her around the house and observe her movements. Give her any food she desires, but dont take her to the back hallway. Havent I already told you everything? Marco said, making Desi nod. Alright, Sir. I understand my duty, Desi said, making Marco nod and continue his steps. Marco got into the car, followed by Pedro. They needed to quickly resolve all the problems that Jacob had caused. Jacob had caused Marco to suffer losses, even though Marco didnt really dwell on those losses. However, Marco didnt want Jacob to continue underestimating him just because of a momentarypse. Where is he now? Marco asked, causing Pedro to look towards the front mirror. It seems hes in a basement we managed to trace. Apparently, he has a friend who helped him prate our securitywork, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Alright, then lets head straight there and give him a surprise, Marco said, prompting Pedro to immediately press the elerator, cutting through the streets towards the edge of the city where Jacob was located. They were followed by four other cars trailing Marcos car until they finally arrived at a dpidated barn, where Pedros men swiftly got out of the car. We dont need to hide or evade. We will confront him openly, Marco said, making Pedro nod. After giving instructions to his men, Marco strode towards the barn. So hes hiding in a barn like this, muttered Marco. He kicked the barn door with a creaking sound, causing the dark barn to swing wide open. However, Pedro furrowed his brow when he found no one inside. Marco stepped forward, examining some unused chairs and a stack of hay in the corner of the barn, but their traces were still visible. There were cigarette butts, empty cans, and various tools such asputers, chips, and other equipment. Marco scanned his surroundings, while Pedro stood guard. Suddenly, a shot pierced through the hay behind Marco, causing Pedro to move quickly. They found three people hiding on the barn roof. Marco just shed a smile. Stop shooting, Marco said, causing the shots to cease. You only brought two ipetent friends who cant shoot. If I wanted, all my men could finish you off right now. So you better hold onto your bullets, as they will never get to me. Face me directly if you dare, Marco said, making someone curse from above. Its too early for us to face each other. I can offer you anything right now, Jacob said, his voice echoing from the darkened rooftop, slightly illuminated by the sunlight. Let me have a go at shooting one bullet at me. I want to see how skilled you are with that pistol, Marco said, causing Pedro to immediately move and touch his bosss shoulder. He will never be able to shoot me. Stay calm, Marco whispered, making Pedro look concerned. However, after a few moments of silence, there was no sound of gunfire from the barn. Marco knew that Jacob wasnt brave enough to shoot him at that moment.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. Suddenly, a creaking sound was heard from the roof as Jacob leaped and stood near Marco, ring at him fiercely. Come on, I came peacefully. Yet youre giving me that killer look, even though youre the one who caused the loss, Marco said, making Jacob click his tongue in annoyance. Youre too arrogant to control everything. You didnt even involve me. What do you mean by kicking me out of the new project in Chicago? Wasnt it my project from the beginning? Jacob asked, making Marco smirk dismissively. Come on, who said it was all your project? Its all under my supervision, so I have the right to retract it or give it to someone else. I know who I should trust to manage it, and it certainly isnt someone like you, Marco said, making Jacob clench his fist. Marco realized that Jacob wanted to take control of all the assets he had invested in Chicago, which marked the beginning of all his ns. It seemed Jacobs n had been sniffed out by Marco, so Marco decided to take over and transfer all the new projects in Chicago to another trusted individual. This was the beginning of why Jacob rebelled and tried to fight him. Instead of continuing to fight helplessly like this, Id rather give you some advice. You have to live by the rules I set. You know, even though your name bears Jovanka, to me it means nothing. You only have the blood of our grandfather, but your brain and luck are far off. Maybe in the future, I will have an idea to erase the Jovanka name from useless people like you. It would be very embarrassing if others knew that there was a useless person named Jovanka like you. That seems like a good idea, doesnt it, Pedro? Marco said, making Jacob just nod, which then felt like an insult. Shut your mouth, you bastard. Dont be too arrogant just because youre up in the clouds now. You know, your hard work was only supported by our father. From the beginning, you just continued it. You will see how you fall down, and everything will shift into my hands, Jacob said, making Marco smile again. Well then, prove it. Dont just talk like that. Those who talk a lot sometimes have emptier minds. So, act more like I do. I still consider you my cousin, so Im giving you advice, and I wont teach you any lessons, Marco said, then left Jacob with a hardening jaw. Jacob currently couldnt do anything to directly oppose him. Jacob would think of another way to make Pedro willingly hand everything over to him and kneel before him. Are you sure you want to join? Marco gazed out the window where the sky had begun to turn orange as the sun started to set. He then looked at the watch on his wrist. Initially, Marco nned to go home briefly to meet Letta, but it turned out that his schedule truly didnt allow him to meet his wife. Isnt it too early to have dinner with a client, even though its still too early? Marco said, looking at Pedro, who only responded to his gaze through the reflection in the rearview mirror. Maybe he just wants you to meet him, maybe enjoy some dessert or coffee, Pedro said, also unsure of how to respond. It made Marco smile. Since when do I want to eat sweet things like that? Marco said, making Pedro fall silent because his appointment with Mr. Adam was too earlypared to the initial n. Actually, what project is he going to show me? Marco asked again. Well, it seems he wants to get involved with our project in Chicago because its been leaked. So, the businessmen around you are starting to flock to join the coboration, Pedro said, making Marco once again smile dismissively, as if the businessmen around him were just leeches wanting to suck his blood. Theyre all the same, Marco said, but he couldnt help but meet Mr. Adam. Until they finally arrived at a five-star hotel to meet. Marco was promptly greeted and escorted to the table where Mr. Adam was waiting, while Pedro waited at another table with the guards who were in the car. Sorry, Im a littlete, Marco said, making Mr. Adam and a woman beside him stand and nod. Its alright, I myself just arrived 5 minutes ago, Mr. Adam said, making Marco smile politely at him. Sorry, we were supposed to meet alone, but it seems my daughter here insisted oning. I dont know what got into her, she wants to take part in this business conversation, Mr. Adam said, making Marco look at a woman in a pink dress next to him. Her face looked calm, and she returned Marcos gaze with her usualposure, making Marco just smile. Thats alright. Its a good start to be an heir to thepany you own, Marco said, making Mr. Adam just smile. Then, let me introduce her, Lusi. And Lusi, this is Mr. Jovanka, Mr. Adam said, and they both shook hands to introduce themselves before sitting back in their seats. I apologize for having to expedite our meeting because afterward, I have to fly to take care of mypany in Singapore. Forgive me, its not that Im exaggerating, because I know youre busier than I am, but I ask for your understanding, Mr. Adam said with a chuckle at the end of his sentence, making Marco nod with a thin smile. Its okay. As entrepreneurs, we never know when our schedules will be busy or free. So, this is normal, just rx, Marco said. By the way, I heard you are building a mega project in Chicago, and it seems it identally leaked to external parties, Mr. Adam said, seemingly getting straight to the heart of the conversation, making Marco look at him with a t gaze. Yeah, thanks to someones antics, it seems my project has made other rulers feel ufortable, Marco said, making Mr. Adam shake his head. Some waiters came and ced several dishes in front of them. Marco just looked at them. It turned out Pedros guess was right; they werent going to have dinner, but to taste the sweet dishes now before them. Of course not. How could we feel ufortable? Its like an opportunity for us to participate in coborating with a bigpany like yours, including myself, Mr. Adam said, making Marco once again show his poker face, as if he knew the intention and purpose. Well, is that why you invited me to meet? Marco asked again, making Mr. Adam nod. Yes, youre right. And I also know that you are smart and understand the purpose of our meeting. You know, dont you, that ourpany has never disappointed. Although it cant bepared to the assets you own, but you also know the history of our sess, Mr. Adam said, making Marco fall silent. Of course, Marco also knew that thepanies under him currently had never had a downside. It made Marco think that it might not be a bad idea for Mr. Adam to enter into his project. Marco finally smiled.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Are you sure you want to join? Marco asked, making Mr. Adam nod, straightening his posture. He immediately put on a serious expression. Sure, if you dont mind, Ill join in taking over that project. I have a feeling that your project in Chicago is bound to seed, just like the others, Mr. Adam said, making Marco smile. Marco then picked up the ss of water in front of him and took a sip. Arent you having any wine? Mr. Adam asked, making Marco smile. For now, Ive stopped. I just need in water, Marco replied. Marco immediately thought of Letta. Because, for now, it seemed Marco would refrain from touching alcohol just to make Letta feelfortable. Ah yes, indeed, sometimes we have to avoid wine for a while, and in water is healthier, Mr. Adam said, finally steering the conversation to the point. Mister Adam wanted to join Marcos project, and Marco seemed to wee Mr. Adams intention. For Marco, the more people benefiting from joining, the better, he thought. Marco observed Mr. Adam, who asionally picked at the snacks in front of him, but Marco remained silent, asionally sipping water. For some reason, he still didnt quite fancy sweet foods until their conversation concluded. In that case, well have our next meeting, as I have to leave soon as well, Marco said. Then, what are your ns next? Sorry I couldnt invite you to dinner directly, Mr. Adam said, making Marco shake his head. Its alright. Besides, I have to head to the club, Marco said, making Mr. Adam nod. Ah, yes, I know one of the biggest clubs in the city center, which of course is yours. Coincidentally, Lusi is also going there. Didnt you mention you were going to meet your friends there? How about you go along with Mr. Jovanka, as you know time is chasing your father, rather than having to be driven by the chauffeur, Mr. Adams words made Marco raise an eyebrow. He couldnt quite fathom his intentions this time, so Marco finally shifted his gaze to Lusi, who was looking at him with a nk expression. Its alright, I can use an online taxi, Lusi said, leaving Marco slightly unable to guess her answer. Marco thought she would agree to her fathers request. Well, you are that kind of child. Your father is always so worried about you. How do you dare to always use public transport? Alright then, wait in the lobby after the chauffeur drops me off, then he wille back to pick you up, Mr. Adam said, making Lusi about to respond, but Marco immediately stood up from his seat. Its alright, were going in the same direction anyway. We can go together, Marco said, making Lusi fall silent, and Mr. Adam immediately disyed his broad smile. See, isnt Mr. Jovanka very kind-hearted? So never refuse his offer, Mr. Adam said, making Lusi look at her father with a raised eyebrow. It seemed that even Lusi didnt like the idea from her father, thought Marco, as they finally bid farewell and escorted Mr. Adam first to leave with his private chauffeur. Meanwhile, Marco and Lusi remained silent in front of the restaurant. life must be paid with a life They fell silent as Pedro led them to one of the clubs that still remained Marcos personal asset. There was no Jovankas name behind it, solely because of Marcos desire to have a club he could visit whenever he wanted. You can drop me off if you feel ufortable, Lusi suddenly said, sitting right next to Marco, making him nce at her momentarily. It turned out Lusi was more outspoken than he had previously thought. She was like apliant cat in front of her father, Marco thought, just tugging at the corner of his lip. Its fine, Im okay. Actually, the problem lies with you if you feel ufortable, Marco said, finally making Lusi turn slightly behind. There were two ck cars still following them before she leaned back again and let out a long sigh. She seemed uneasy, especially when Lusi started taking off her high heels, leaving her feet bare. Sorry for my rudeness, but my feet are very sore. Wearing these high heels makes my feet tired, even just looking at them, Lusi suddenly said, making Marco look at her more sharply. It turned out she waspletely different from her feminine appearance. Then why are you wearing them? Marco asked. Its because of Mr. Adam you mentioned earlier. Whats the point of making me wear this dress and high heels when all Im going to do is listen to you talk? He might as well have just called me and left the phone connected, Lusi said, making Marco slightly amused by her confession. Why didnt you refuse? Marco asked, making Lusis movements stop as she massaged her calf. Because I have no reason to refuse. Its better to go along with it than to argue with my father. Even though he doesnt let me be myself, Lusi replied, making Marco simply nod. Then, is going to the club your fathers wish or yours? Marco asked. It was my fathers spontaneous wish, but I couldnt refuse either. Its better than sitting silently in a restaurant waiting for you to talk for hours, Lusi answered, making Marco have no more questions, and they fell silent until they arrived at Marcos club. Is this club really yours? Lusi asked, making Marco only look at her for a moment. Yes, you could say so, Marco said. In that case, tonight, can I ask for some free drinks? Not a lot, just a few sses. Lets say its because Im the daughter of your colleague, Lusi said spontaneously, making Marco smile thinly. Alright, Ill instruct my staff and inform the bartender to provide you with drinks as much as you want until you leave this club, Marco said again, making Lusi grin widely. Then, thank you for the ride, and dont forget your promise. I dont want to suddenly be charged because I cant pay for my own drinks, Lusi said before closing the door and leaving through the clubs entrance. Meanwhile, Pedro drove his car again. Marco entered through the regr door that only he could pass before going straight up to the second floor where his club was located, observing how his club was filled with upper-ss patrons. Marco then walked towards Pedro. Dont forget your task. Dont let the woman earlier create a scene in this club because suddenly someone is asking for her drinks, Marco said, making Pedro suppress his smile while nodding and dealing with what Marco said. However, a few minutester, Marco furrowed his brow hearing amotion below, realizing that Pedro had already left. Marco descended alone and saw Pedro calming down a fight between two women. One of them was Lusi, used of being a slut by a blonde woman in an open dress. Lusi retorted, You were the one who deliberately spilled your drink on my dress first. Are you jealous because you cant afford the expensive dress Im wearing? Luckily, this dress is ck, so even if you spill a bright-colored drink, it wont have any effect on me. Lusi remained calm even as the woman grew angrier, surrounded by several people restraining her. Im sick of people with innocent faces like you, its so disgusting, she said, trying to free herself from her friends grip. Let me go! I wont attack her. That childish womans behavior is truly despicable, even though I did it identally and already apologized, but you turned out to be so vengeful, the blonde girls words made Lusi only fold her arms. Of course, life must be paid with a life. Thats how it is for me. You spilled your drink on my dress, so I have to do the same thing, Lusi said. You spilled it on my face, you bitch! the blonde woman said again, making Lusi just shrug nonchntly. Isnt that disgusting behavior the same as my cousins, wherever she is now. I miss her, the blonde woman said, seeming to digress, making Lusi look at her with a strange gaze. Marco, it seemed, was no longer interested in themotion between the two women. Handle both of them, make sure other patrons dont feel ufortable, Marco said to Pedro, who had approached him. However, suddenly Marco heard the name of someone mentioned by one of the women in the crowd, causing him to turn back again. Where is your cousin? I havent heard from Lettately, the woman whispered right behind the blonde girl. Dont remind her. We should deal with the woman in front of us. She has topensate, not only for my face that got sshed with your drink, but also for this dress. Dont you know how much it costs? the blonde girl said, making Lusi just shrug nonchntly. I can send the bill to the bartender over there. Just say youre imingpensation from the owner of this club, because Ive been given free drinks for today, so why not, Lusi said, making the blonde girl immediately look at her with an incredulous expression.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Do you know the owner of this club? Come on, dont talk nonsense like that. Are you dreaming, Miss? the blonde girl said, merely shrugging her shoulders. Lusi was about to turn around, seemingly done with the argument, but the blonde girl didnt let her go at all. She pulled Lusi again, but when Lusi was about to p her, suddenly Marco stopped her. Stop your actions. Youve really caused a scene in this club that I own, Marco said, making everything quiet down again. Lusi looked at Marco with a t expression, while the girl in front of her with blonde hair just stared at Marco as if she couldnt believe that a Marco Jovanka was in front of her. However, what Marco wanted to make sure wasnt that, but how he could be familiar with Letta. Was that the same Letta as his wife, or another woman named Letta? manage the club Marco then chose to walk closer to the two women who were still giving each other sharp nces. Marco looked at Lusi, who was now shaking her dress, which appeared to be wet. After that, he looked at the blonde girl, who turned out to be named Miti. Follow me to the second floor, Marco said, not wanting to draw attention from other patrons, making Miti look annoyed as she nced at Lusi, who returned the same look. Marco had gone up to the floor where not many people could be, especially now that he was taking them to a ce reserved solely for himself, escorted by Pedro. Miti and Lusi were now sitting directly in front of Marco. So, what kind of altercation has caused such amotion in my club? Marco said again. She deliberately poured her drink on my dress first, Lusi said, making Miti look at her with a disagreeing look. Ohe on, it was an ident. You were just unting your dress too much. Youre just overreacting, Miti said, making Marco raise his hand again. Alright, theres no need for you to argue about it because Im sure its not an important matter. Just a drink, and you. Didnt I say to drink calmly in this club and not worry about how many bottles you can consume? Marco said again, making Lusi sigh in frustration. Yes, but that woman has ruined my mood for having fun tonight. Ille to this club some other time, and with the same offer, you have to give me a VIP card so I can still use my offer, because I just affirmed it and the woman has already messed it up, Lusi said as she got up from her seat, making Marco nod his head. It turned out that the daughter of his colleague was very unpredictable. She was truly more expressive than he had imagined. You can talk to Pedro. He will give you what you want, Marco said, finally making Lusi get up from her seat. Lusi seemed unable to stay near Miti any longer, and next, Marco shifted his gaze to Miti. And you seem to be too bold to create amotion in my ce, Marco said again, making Miti smile awkwardly. I apologize, I really didnt mean to. It was just that the woman was overreacting, Miti said, making Marco still silent as he looked at her. Marco tried to find the right conversation so he could ask about who Miti was referring to, until his thoughts stopped when Pedro suddenly approached him. Have you sorted out Lusi? Marco asked, making Pedro nod his head. Everything is taken care of, Sir, Pedro replied, looking towards Miti. After that, Pedro bowed his body and whispered right next to Marco. Shes Miss Lettas cousin. She and her mother are the ones who drove Miss Letta out of their home, Pedro whispered, making Marco finally nod his head. No wonder her face felt familiar. It turned out that when Marco tried to find out about Lettas life, he also asked for information about her mother and this cousin, making Marco nod. Meanwhile, Pedro straightened his body and stood not far from Marco. Marco looked back at Miti, who were still looking at each other. May I know which family youre from? Marco asked. Because, as people knew, it wasnt easy to enter Marcos club. The club was only for those who had a VVIP card, and it wasnt easy to obtain. They were only among the elite who could enter. And, as the information Pedro conveyed, it seemed that Miti did not fall into that category, Marco thought, judging from Mitis awkward smile as she looked at him. Actually, we went with one of my friends who is a regr at your club. Because its her birthday today, she treated us toe to a ce that isnt normally essible to just anyone, Miti said again, seeming to grow ufortable when Marco asked where she came from. Because people also knew that the club she visited was for the elite, and Miti couldnt possibly deceive a person like Marco. And you immediately caused a scene the first time you visited my club. Dont you know the rules foring to this club? It seems I should instruct Pedro to tighten up who is worthy of entering this club, Marco said, making Miti clench her fists for some reason. Indirectly, Marco had disrespected her for not being an official VVIP guest toe to his club.N?velDrama.Org owns this text. I apologize for causing a scene in your club. It seems just hearing your words is enough for me to leave right away because I dont want to wait for your guards to do it, Miti said, who seemed to be aware of what Marco would do, making Marco nod his head. Please, you can leave voluntarily, without me having to take action, Marco said again, and for some reason, hearing that Miti drove Letta out made Marco feel annoyed. Thats why Marco chose not to force people who were not worthy in his eyes. Miti just left, making Marco look down from the second floor as he followed her steps towards her friends who were already waiting for her. However, after that, Miti just took her bag and left. Do they still live in the same ce? Marco asked again, making Pedro nod his head. Yes, and I heard that Miss earlier seems to be just starting her career in the modeling world, and her game is quite clever. She has had a few rtionships with agency bosses and some top models, but none of it has been widely publicized. It seems that she knows how to easily gain a big name, Pedro said, making Marco nod his head. For some reason, there was a slight sense of relief that Letta was no longer tied to them, and this made Marco finally look at the watch on his wrist, which already showed 10:00 p. m. Talk to Xena to manage the club well. Fortunately, she didnt meet me today because shes still abroad. If not, maybe I would question the effectiveness of her work so far, Marco said, making Pedro just nod. Marco indeed had some trusted people like Xena, who managed his club. Xena could be considered a friend whom Marco trusted to manage his assets. This time, his friend was abroad on leave from work, which made Marco somehow not too concerned about whatever he wanted to do. I will be leaving now. You can also do what you want to do after I go home, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Ill stay here for now to monitor the club, Pedro replied, making Marco nod his head. Marco then descended and headed straight for his exclusive door. He got into his car and drove quickly. Marco seemed to have lost track of time because he had promised toe home to meet Letta soon. Thest time, Marco left Letta while she was fast asleep. Surely Letta would question his long absence. Initially, Marco had only nned to meet Mr. Adam at the restaurant. But it turned out that the time spent was longer than Marco had anticipated. Not to mention the crowded streets that made Marco sigh in annoyance several times. The risk of being in the bustling city made the streets feel like they never slept at all. The vehicles passing by every hour sometimes made Marco think of having a flying car. However, unfortunately, for now, he could only manage his airline. This made Marco look back at the cars that were not moving in front of him. He really wanted to get home quickly and meet his wife. Did she ask about me? Marco then immediately stopped his car right in front of therge house. He entered and met Desi. Where is Letta? Is she asleep already? Marco asked, making Desi nod. Miss is still awake, Sir, Desi replied, making Marco furrow his brow. Did she ask about me? Marco asked again. This afternoon, after Miss woke up from her nap, she immediately asked about you and when you usuallye home. I just answered that youre irregring back to this house due to your busy schedule. Until the evening, Miss was still waiting, and asionally strolled in the garden. Even a few minutes ago, when I brought warm water for Miss, she still asked about your return, Desi said, making Marco nod his head. Alright, then I will go to meet her immediately, Marco said, quickly climbing the stairs to go to their room. Slowly, Marco reached out his hand and saw Letta sitting on the balcony. Marco furrowed his brow and immediately walked quickly. Even though it was past 10:00 p. m., Letta was sitting without wearing thick clothing in the open air. Marco went out and saw Letta sitting with her eyes closed. Is she sleeping? Thought Marco. He immediately bent down and looked at Lettas face up close. Letta looked peaceful in her sleep, her breathing regr. Marco looked around, the weather was quite cold. However, Letta was sleeping without wearing a thick jacket or a nket covering her shoulders. She was only wearing sleepwear and a scarf wrapped around her neck. Marco finally reached out his hand and gently stroked Lettas face. Letta, wake up. Why are you sleeping here? Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow in her sleep. But it seemed she was reluctant to open her eyes. Marco finally pulled the chair behind him and shifted it to sit right beside his wife. Marco let out a long breath before reaching out his hand again. Letta, wake up, Marco said again. This finally made Letta slowly open her eyes. Her cute behavior, like a little child just awakened, made Marco tug at the corner of his lips. Youre back? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. What time is it? Letta asked again. Its already past 10:00 p. m. You yourself, what are you doing outside the room in this cold air and only wearing thin clothes? What if you catch a coldter? Marco said, pulling Lettas scarf closer. Initially, I was just going to sit for a while waiting for you, but you didnte back. The gentle breeze made my eyes heavy, and I didnt realize I had closed my eyes and fallen asleep, Letta said, causing Marco to only tug at the corner of his lips. Marco got up from his seat and reached out his hand, causing Letta to look at her husbandsrge palm. We should go inside soon, the weather is getting colder, and its already veryte at night, Marco said, making Letta finally reach for her husbands hand and walk back into the room with the warm air enveloping her body. After entering the room, Letta realized how cold the air was outside. Marco took off the jacket he had been wearing earlier, while Letta observed her husbands movements. Why did youe home sote tonight? Is it like this every day? Letta asked, making Marco nce at her briefly before taking off his wristwatch and cing it on the table. Yes, sometimes like this, but sometimes I manage toe home earlier if I am outte. But from now on, I will try toe home on time ording to office hours, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Are you going to take a shower? Letta asked, causing Marco to stop his movement before nodding. Let me prepare it. You just rest. Didnt you say you were sleepy earlier? Letta said, making Marco smile and approach her.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. You dont need to prepare warm water, you dont need to bring anything, and I have already had dinner outside. Its better for you to lie down in bed and rest, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a pouting expression. I have rested all day. I walked in the park, read books, ate the food I wanted, watched TV, but what I havent done is something to serve you, Letta said enthusiastically. Marco was slightly taken aback by her eager expression. You can do it after I clean up. So for now, just wait. It wont be long, Marco said, making Letta heave a long sigh. Alright, then, Letta replied, finallyplying after seeing Marcos smile. She turned around and walked towards the bathroom. Letta sat by the bedside, looking at the stack of books on her desk. She picked up one of the books she hadnt finished reading since earlier in the afternoon, as suggested by Marco. While waiting for her husband, Letta began to read the book page by page. The book seemed very intriguing, causing Letta to get carried away, until she finally mmed the book shut, her face flushing. The novel seemed to contain romantic scenes between the main characters and their partners, making Letta fan her flushed face. Once she had calmed down, Letta realized that they had never done such things, only receiving touches and a few kisses. Her heart raced, and her breath felt rapid. She yfully hit her head in frustration. Come on, Letta, what are you thinking, seriously! Letta eximed, cing the book back on the table. She took a ss of water from the nightstand and gulped it down. However, her face still felt flushed. Letta then took a step to open the bedroom window slightly, feeling the refreshing cool air on her face. Letta hoped the redness in her cheeks would disappear before Marco came out of the bathroom. However, her mind suddenly filled with dirty thoughts, making her feel panicked. Letta was slightly startled when the bathroom door opened, revealing Marco drying his hair. She fell silent as her husband approached, hearing the rm sounding within her. It was a sign that she had to stay alert, especially when she saw how Marcos captivating smile and his hand movements as he dried his wet hair. Lettas attempts to get rid of the flush on her face seemed to have failed, as she could feel her face growing warmer as Marcos steps drew closer. May I do it? Marco then approached, seeing Letta now turning her face away. Why? Marco asked, making Letta not even nce at him. Its nothing, I think Ill just go to bed directly, Letta said, but her steps halted when Marco immediately blocked her and pulled her in gently. This caused her to fall into Marcos embrace. It made her eyes widen when her hands touched his broad chest, which was now clearly visible in front of her, still cool. It made Letta look up at Marco, who was looking at her with a questioning gaze. Why? Marco asked softly, making Letta shake her head again. Did you take a cold shower? Letta asked, realizing how cold Marcos skin felt when it touched hers. Yes, I usually take cold showers, Marco said, making Letta find it hard to swallow her own saliva. It felt difficult to just look at Marco, who continued to stare at her intently, before Letta finally pushed Marcos body slightly. Oh, no wonder you refused me to prepare warm water earlier, Letta said, making Marco instead pull Lettas waist closer, causing Letta to immediately grasp the bathrobe Marco was still wearing. Youre blushing? Marco asked, causing Letta to widen her eyes again. When Marco was about to touch her face, Letta unconsciously quickly pushed his hand away, halting Marcos smile. No, forgive me. I mean, Im fine, Letta said, making Marco look at his wife with a puzzled expression. Marco could see how Lettas face appeared flushed, as she resisted returning Marcos intense gaze. Im fine, its just that I dont know why my body temperature has risen a bit, Letta finally answered, making Marco tug at the corner of his lips. Why would that be? Marco asked, leaning in closer, making Letta only blink her eyes. It seemed her husband had noticed her strange behavior, evident from the smile he gave, especially as Marco began to bring his face closer. Letta could only grip tightly onto the bathrobe that Marco was wearing. Your body temperature feels warm too, Marco said right beside Lettas face, making Letta only widen her eyes. Marcos breath brushed against the nape of her neck, especially now as Marco tantly inhaled the scent of her body at the nape of her neck, making Letta only close her eyes. No, well, I think Im feeling too warm, Letta replied, even though a few moments ago Marco had clearly stated that the temperature outside was very cold. It seems like the room temperature is a bit warmer. Ill lower it, Letta said, intending to push Marco back, but Marco instead prevented her. The room temperature in our bedroom is fine, Marco said firmly, making Letta just fall silent. Marcos smile broadened as he said, The only thing thats a little problematic is your body temperature, and the next moment, Letta could no longer evade when her husband suddenly brought his face closer. Letta could only close her eyes as their distance diminished. Especially in the next moment, Letta could feel how their lips touched each other, making Letta grip even tighter onto the bathrobe that Marco was wearing. Particrly as Marco started moving his lips, the sensation of his cold lips merging with her warm ones, making Letta pull Marco even closer. Somehow, after a while, her mind began to fill with dirty thoughts, and it was only Marco teasing her like this that made Letta feel like she was burning. Could this be the influence of the hormones she had while being pregnant, Letta wondered. It seemed that Marco also sensed the change, as Letta immediately responded to the kiss he gave, almost as if she was in a hurry to reciprocate, making Marco follow Lettas lead. Marco pulled her waist closer, making Letta even step on his foot as Marco leaned his body in, narrowing the gap between them. Marco then gently caressed Lettas back, making Letta move her lips even more. Until finally, Marco was about to untangle their lips, but a sigh was heard clearly in Marcos ear, making him open his eyes and look at Letta in front of him, still with her eyes closed, as if Letta was reluctant for their lip lock to be broken, making Marco smile during their kiss. Marco finally kissed her again, slipping his tongue between Lettas parted lips, feeling the warmth of his wifes oral cavity, and there Marco could feel that Letta was increasingly swayed by their game. Marco could feel how Lettas body temperature was rising. Was it just because he had just finished showering with cold water, or was it that his wifes body temperature always felt warm like this, making Marco finally let go of their embrace. Are you sure youre not running a fever? Marco asked, making Letta immediately look at him with an annoyed expression. I told you, Im fine. What could possibly be the reason for my body temperature being like this tonight? Letta said, slightly averting her gaze from Marco. Letta didnt want to make it too obvious that she was at a stage where she desired something, as if she longed for something that Marco did to her, making Marco finally reach out his hand and making Letta meet his gaze again. If you feel something, just tell me. Never hold it back, Marco said, making Letta go silent. Whatever I feel? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, whatever you feel, whether its your body feeling sore or something you sense. Never hide it from me, Marco said, again making Letta feel more confused, causing Letta to finally bite her lower lip hard. Letta didnt want it to be too obvious that she wanted something within her at the moment, and it seemed that Lettas demeanor was starting to show, making Marco stroke the corner of his lips.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Why, I really dont like it when you bite your lip like that. What if your lip gets hurt? Marco said, making Letta finally release her bite, then fall silent for a moment, with Marco continuing to gaze into their eyes. I feel my body temperature rising, but I dont have a fever, Letta said hesitantly, making Marco still gaze at her while listening to every word Letta uttered at a close distance. Even the warm gust of air from his wifes breath was felt distinctly by Marco. I dont know what the cause is. It just happened suddenly like that, Letta said, of course making Marco aware of what his wife was experiencing. Until finally, Marco reached out, touching Lettas neck, making Letta flinch slightly as something unfamiliar now tickled her whole body. Yes, your body temperature is slightly high right now. What if I touch you like this, will your body temperature increase even more? Marco asked, moving his thumb to gently caress Lettas neck, making Letta nod weakly. Yes, it seems so. I also feel something tickling now, Letta said, making Marco smile as he brought his face closer to Lettas. That means I have to do something to you to make your body temperature return to normal, Marco whispered, making Letta go silent. Letta didnt know what exactly Marco was going to do to her, but she kept looking into her husbands eyes, which gazed at her with tenderness. May I do it? Marco asked, again making Letta not even respond. Letta just nodded her head as Marco moved closer to the nape of her neck, his fingers still caressing her gently. Marco began to inhale Lettas body scent, making Letta close her eyes. Is she moving? Letta was slightly startled as she felt something soft at the nape of her neck. The way Marco slowly seduced her made Letta close her eyes, feeling every move that Marco was making. Eventually, Marco straightened up, gazing at Letta with a blush on her face, which made Marco smile. His wife looked so beautiful. Then, Marco pulled Letta closer again, their lips meeting once more, and Letta could only reciprocate what Marco was giving her. His tongue danced with hers at a faster pace, yet Letta could still feel the tenderness that Marco was giving. Suddenly, Letta felt her body being lifted as Marco swiftly picked her up. Letta immediately reached for Marcos neck, bncing her height with her husbands. She caressed his firm jaw without detaching their lips as Marco carried her slowly. Lettas body temperature seemed to rise even higher, as if she was burning, while Marco yed with her lips. As they reached the side of the bed, Marco released their kiss and gentlyid Letta down on the bed, leaving Letta gazing at him. Marco then looked at Letta, savoring her gentle touch as she caressed Lettas face. Is she okay? Marco asked, looking at Lettas now visibly round belly. Yes, shes fine. She even moved a little while ago, Letta replied, making Marco look at her with a hint of surprise. Really? Is she moving now too? Marco inquired, to which Letta shook her head. No, she might move in a little while, Letta said, causing Marco to reach out his hand and gently stroke Lettas belly. Can I talk to her? Marco asked, making Letta smile. Of course, youre her father after all. You can do anything you want with your child, Letta said, prompting Marco to sit back a bit and lean over, bowing down to Lettas round belly, caressing it softly. I dont know what to say, Marco said, looking at Letta, who chuckled at her husbands behavior. Just say whatever youre feeling right now, Letta said, making Marco once again look at the round belly in front of him. Hi. Let me introduce myself, Im your father, Marco said, making Letta burst intoughter. Arent you nning to move again? At least greet your father when hes saying hello to you, Marco said, making Letta, for some reason, feel amused by her husbands antics. Is she moving? Marco asked, and Letta shook her head. Try touching my belly gently, Letta said, pulling her nightgown slowly, causing Marco to pause for a moment before slipping his fingers under the nightgown, allowing him to directly touch Lettas belly and gently caress it in circr motions. For some reason, her heartbeat seemed to quicken as in her previous pregnancies, Letta had not reached this stage. Her stomach had remained t when they lost their baby before, and this time Letta truly looked like a pregnant woman, with a rounded belly and a slight increase in weight, which immediately made Marco smile as he felt the smooth skin beneath his palm. Now, speak, Letta said again, prompting Marco to lean in once more. What are you doing in there? Can you feel my touch? I cant wait every day to feel the movements youll give, Marco said again, making Letta smile as she watched her husband conversing with the fetus in her womb. However, there was no movement elicited, making Marco smile and then pull back his wrist. It seems like he doesnt quite like his fathers voice, Marco said, making Letta smile softly. Maybe hes not used to it yet, or maybe hes sleeping, Letta replied, making Marco nod his head. What if I visit him in there? Marco said, making Letta fall silent, furrowing her brow. It seemed his wife wasnt quite sensitive to what he was saying, thought Marco, who could only smile to himself. What do you mean? Letta asked, making Marco lean closer to her face. Letta then sat up slightly, leaning against the headboard of the bed. Like continuing what stopped just now, Marco said, making Letta remain silent. Then what? Letta asked again, making Marco, for some reason, only smile and look away. Did his wife really not know what they should be doing right now, Marco thought. Why just smile? I wont know if you dont say it clearly, Letta said again, making Marco finally approach and gently embrace Letta. Didnt I say I can handle your body temperature? Besides, I think I should pay a direct visit to our baby, Marco whispered, as Letta tried to process every word Marco uttered, and impure thoughts immediately filled Lettas mind. Could it be that what Marco meant was to do that, Letta thought, causing her face to blush. Letta then unraveled her embrace, returning Marcos gaze with an expanding smile. It seems like my wife already understands what were going to do, Marco said, caressing Lettas blushing face. Are you teasing me right now? Letta asked, making Marco chuckle. Im not teasing you, Marco said, continuing to nuzzle into Lettas neck. Then why did you say it so clearly? Letta asked again, sounding like a whine, making Marco smile once more. Because youre not very sensitive to things like this, so I think I need to use some words that make you understand, Marco said again, finally causing Letta to fall silent. So, can we do it? Marco asked again, making Letta look at him again. Dont ask, just do it, and dont make my face feel like its burning, Letta said, making Marcough.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Okay, but I cant just attack you without getting your consent first, Marco said, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. Marco was simply amused by his wifes cute face. However, Marco fell silent for a moment, thinking about Lettas current condition. I forgot we havent consulted the doctor. Can we do it or not? Marco said, making Letta return her husbands gaze. Im in good condition, and hes also healthy in there. ording to the doctor, Im free to do any activities as long as itsfortable for me and doesnt pose any risks, Letta said, making Marco nod. Is doing something like that considered risky? Letta asked, making Marco silent, as if he was also thinking. I dont know, maybe we should postpone it? Marco asked, making Letta nod. If thats the best option, maybe we should postpone it and consult the doctor first, Letta replied, making Marco immediately put on a grim expression. Why? Letta asked. Nothing, I was just so ready. I guess I should go ssh myself with cold water again, Marco said, about to get up from his seat, only for Letta to grab his wrist. Why, why do you need to ssh yourself with cold water again? Letta asked again, with her innocent face. Because I need to cool something down, so that he calms down, Marco said, truly getting up and leaving, leaving Letta silently staring at his straight back as he entered the bathroom once again. You’re a sexy baby Marco was focused on his phone screen when Letta didnt emerge from the dressing room. This made Marco nce toward the dressing room door for a moment before returning his gaze to the t screen in front of him. He checked the schedule he had gone through this morning because he had told Pedro that he would apany Letta to the hospital and check on the condition of the fetus in her womb. But a few minutester, Marco redirected his gaze. Letta seemed to have been in the dressing room for too long. This prompted Marco to get up from his seat and walk over to check on Letta. He heard slow footsteps as he entered the dressing room. However, Marcos steps halted when he saw clothes scattered all over their essory chest. Letta, wearing only her undergarments, was taking out one piece of clothing after another from the ss wardrobe. Why? Marco asked, causing Letta to pause and smile. Sorry, have you been waiting too long for me? Im looking for an outfit, Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Then all of these? Why? Dont you like any of these clothes? Marco asked again, making Letta look at the pile of clothes she had unconsciously taken out one by one. However, as far as Marco knew, the clothes now filling their shared dressing room were new clothes he had instructed Pedro to bring back for Letta. But this time, Marco only looked at Letta, who was disying a broad smile. The clothes no longer fit. Look, my belly is getting rounder, Letta said with a pout, causing Marco to forget about his wifes current condition. Of course, at that time, Marco had instructed to buy clothes based on Lettas pre-pregnancy body size, which was now far off. Her body was getting fuller, especially her rounded belly at five months pregnant, making Letta slightly struggle to findfortable clothing to wear, prompting Marco to roughly rub his face. Im sorry, I forgot to ask Pedro to prepare clothes in different sizes for you, Marco said again with a remorseful expression, making Letta shake her head. Why ask Pedro? Letta replied. Who else should I ask? Of course, Pedro. Dont worry, hes adept at everything, especially with clothes. Hes the one who prepared all of these, Marco said, walking closer to Letta, observing his wifes truly changed physique. Her fuller figure, the rounding of her belly, and certain other areas that had also undergone proportional changes made Marco eventually look straight ahead, directly at Lettas chest, causing Letta to immediately cross her arms. What are you looking at? Letta asked, making Marco smile, noticing how Lettas face had turned red. Why am I only seeing my wifes body? I seem to be insensitive to these changes in my wife, Marco said, reaching out his hand and gently pulling Lettas wrist away from the area she was covering. Everything has truly changed, Marco said, winking, causing Letta to widen her eyes.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Come on, dont tease me like this. Help me find somefortable clothes. At least one of the outfits here should fit me, Letta said, making Marco smile and nod. Marco then searched for Lettas clothes still inside the ss wardrobe. He found some of a considerable size that wouldnt make Letta feel suffocated. Finally, his gaze fell upon a light blue dress. Marco immediately reached out and showed it to Letta. What about this one? It seems to berger than the other clothes, Marco said, making Letta consider trying it on. I dont know, should I give it a try? Letta asked, prompting Marco to nod. Yes, give it a try, Marco replied. After that, Letta began trying on the dress selected by Marco. However, just as Letta was about to try it on, her movement suddenly stopped when Marco held her hand. Why, wont it fit? Letta asked, causing Marco to shake his head. No, but I want to help you put it on, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. No need, I can do it myself. Its better if you wait outside. I promise Ill put it on right away, Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. Let me help you, Marco insisted, seeming unwilling to be refused again, prompting Letta to finally hand the dress over to Marco. For some reason, Letta felt like a toddler. Do I look like a baby that needs help getting dressed? Letta asked, making Marco immediately smile. Yes, youre a sexy baby, Marco replied, causing Letta to fall silent with a deepening blush, which seemed increasingly adorable to Marco. After finishing putting the dress on his wifes body, Letta lifted her long hair back towards Marco. As Marco attempted to pull the dress zipper, he found himself unable to do so. Gazing at his wifes smooth back, Marco moved closer, and in the next moment, Letta felt her body tremble as she sensed a kiss on her nape. Not stopping there, Marco lowered the dress she had just put on, revealing her shoulders. Moving on, Marcos kisses trailed down her slender neck and onto her shoulders, causing Letta to grip the edge of the dress. Well bete if we linger in here, Letta whispered. I can dy the doctors appointment, or perhaps I can have theme to the house, Marco suggested, but Letta shook her head. No need. I want to go out, so lets go, Letta insisted. Yes, well go, but after I do something, Marco replied, remaining behind Letta, his warm breath caressing her nape. Sensing hisrge hand caressing her back, Letta could only stare at the mirror in front of her. Observing the blush on both sides of her face, Letta could only bite her lower lip. Apparently, Letta continued to feel the caresses ascending. Then, Marco slowly turned Lettas body around, causing her to look up at her husband. I really cant hold back, Marco confessed, gazing into her now foggy eyes. But I cant do it without consulting the doctor first, can I? Marco added, prompting Letta to nod. But if we y it safe, I think it wouldnt be an issue, Marco suggested, leaving Letta furrowing her brows, notprehending her husbands words. What do you mean by ying it safe? Letta inquired, making Marco disy his mysterious smile again, leaning in closer, and in the next moment, Letta felt their lips reuniting, causing her to clutch the fabric of Marcos shirt. With each passionate kiss Marco bestowed, his rushed breaths made Letta realize that he truly couldnt hold back any longer. Letta could only surrender to whatever game Marco was about to indulge in. Finally, Letta felt her dress being slowly lifted as Marco caressed her thighs, making her knees feel increasingly weak. Engrossed in the game Marco was ying, they would truly end up runningte to contact the doctor, Letta thought. Your wild side Letta could feel his hand gradually moving up, caressing her long legs, causing her to startle as Marco suddenly pulled her and seated her on the essory table behind her. Is it alright for me to sit here? Letta asked, gazing at Marco, now at eye level with her. Why not? Itll make our game easier, Marco replied, whispering right in front of her face. Letta then closed her eyes. Just hearing her husbands deep voice made her entire body react. Following that, Letta returned Marcos intense gaze. Lowering her hand, she caressed the side of Marcos neck, causing him to shut his eyes. He felt Lettas gentle touch, one he had never experienced before, not since she lost her memory. Marco could sense Letta drawing closer, still moving her fingers precisely on his nape, making him feel Lettas lips delicately and carefully pressing against his own. How the woman who now upied his heart desired him, until Marco finally returned the kiss Letta had given. Letta untangled their lips, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Why? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. I dont know how, Im afraid Ill get it wrong if I do, Letta replied, prompting Marco to smile, gently stroking the corner of his lips. Theres nothing wrong with what youre about to do. Im d youre treating me like this. I want you to do whatever you want with me. I want you to desire me as much as I desire you, Marco said, leaving Letta silent, as if digesting Marcos words. Like how I always want to touch you at any moment, but now I truly have to restrain myself and not let my wild side surface, because I dont want to hurt you or our baby, Marco continued, finally making Letta smile. So if I want you, I can let my wild side loose? Letta asked, making Marco chuckle, imagining the wild behavior they possessed. Even just to kiss her, it seemed like he waspletely inexperienced, and I, Devia. You can let it out and not hold back in the slightest, Marco said, making Letta smile again. No, do as you please, Marco said, leaving Letta silent, pondering with her eyes. Then what should I do? Letta asked, making Marco smirk.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Arent you the one wanting to unleash your wild side? Marco asked again. Does it have to be now? Letta asked, causing Marco to nod. It seems we have to postpone it because we have to go to the hospital, right? Letta said. I already told you I can call the doctor here or have them wait at the hospital until we arrive, Marco replied, making Letta nod. Letta couldnt doubt the strength her husband possessed, until she fell silent again, leaving Marco waiting for what his wife would do to him. Did she really have the wildness he imagined, or was it just the adorable behavior that Marco had seen so far, he pondered. The next moment, Letta leaned in, their lips meeting as before. It was just tenderness, a sweet sensation that Marco felt. Not the passionate kiss he had imagined, but for some reason, Marco didnt feel disappointed. This was Letta, this was the Letta he desired, he thought. The next moment that startled Marco a bit was when Letta suddenly pressed her palm against his top, her gentle palm now in contact with his abdominal muscles, causing Marco to fall silent. Instead of responding to Lettas kiss, Marco remained still, feeling Letta trailing her fingers along his abdomen, heating up his entire body, even with just that simple touch. The next moment, Letta really pulled at his top, making Marco draw closer, slipping his hand into the curve of Lettas neck, taking control of the game this time. Marco kissed her greedily, making it hard for Letta to even breathe, but he didnt give her any space. ying with his tongue, kissing her fervently, a gasp escaped Lettas lips, and it sounded exquisite. But Marco managed to refrain from hurting Letta, until he saw her grip growing stronger. Only then did Marco release their lip lock, observing Letta catching her breath, her lips now visibly reddened, leaving Marco unsatisfied with just that. Did I hurt you? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, I just feel like theres something different, Letta replied, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Different in what way? Marco inquired. It seems like I feel my body temperature rising again, it feels very strong, I cant even normalize my breathing, Letta said, letting Marco know that his wife couldnt hold back what she wanted right now. Marco reached out his hand to Lettas neck with his thumb, causing Letta to close her eyes. Her whole body seemed to be shocked by thousands of volts of electricity. Even if she stood up, her knees might not be able to support her body, finally making Marco bow his head again, pressing firmly against her neck. At that moment, Letta truly felt something wanting to burst out from inside her stomach, with a pleasant tingling sensation. Her increasingly rapid breaths right next to Marcos face made him even more powerless to hold back what he was feeling, until finally Marco pressed their lips together again, kissing her forcefully, as if he really wanted to devour herpletely. Not only that, the dress that had previously not clung perfectly made Marco not want to tidy it up now either. As Marco continued to lift the dress Letta was wearing, gently stroking her thigh, Letta flinched slightly when Marco caressed her round belly. But that wasnt the only goal for Marco, as his hand traced the sensitive side covering, Letta widened her eyes, but still reciprocated everything Marco gave. Until Letta was truly surprised and slightly startled, pushing Marco away when she felt her core being touched slowly by Marco. Am I hurting you? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head, with sweat already dampening the side of her face. No, you never hurt me. Its just that Im not familiar with what were doing right now, I dont know what this tingling sensation is, but this is truly the first time, Letta said, making Marco smile again. Of course, this wasnt the first time for Letta. They had done it very often. In other words, maybe Marco had done it to Letta many times, but in her memory now, this was new for Letta, making Marco reach out his hand and stroke Lettas face with his other hand still on hisp. Do you believe that I will never hurt you in the slightest? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. For that, can you let me do anything? I really cant help but touch you right now, I can feel the frustration, Marco said with a serious face, while looking into Lettas eyes. Letta could only nod her head. Letta seemed to believe that whatever Marco was about to do would never hurt her or their baby. Are you tired? Letta then followed every move Marco made with her. When Marco suddenly pushed Lettas body slightly, Letta leaned a little on both her arms. After that, Letta could see how Marco began to caress each of her fingers, tracing along the side of her face, down to her slender neck. Then, onto her clearly exposed shoulders. When the dress she was wearing hadnt clung perfectly, it seemed like Letta was truly being admired by Marco, making Letta only able to turn her already blushing face away. This made Marco finally reach out his hand again, pulling Lettas face close.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Never turn your face away. You look truly beautiful with that blushing face, Marco said, making Letta even more unable to return her husbands gaze. Until finally, Marco pulled Lettas waist again and connected their lips, seemingly unable to get enough of kissing her. This made Lettas lips look red and swollen from his actions, but Marco didnt hold back in the slightest from ying with those sweet lips. Letta flinched again when Marco caressed her thigh once more. After that, he slipped his fingers onto the dress she was wearing, making Letta only grip Marcos shoulders tightly. You just need to stay still and enjoy it, Marco said between their kisses, making Letta nod. After that, without releasing their lip lock, Letta could feel Marco beginning to remove her core covering, stroking her slender legs. Then slowly, Marco slightly pulled Lettas body back, making her legs now open and between his body. Marco could see those beautiful long legs, but that wasnt Marcos goal. When Marco yed his fingers again over her thighs, Letta widened her eyes. When Marco touched her core, Letta immediately gripped Marcos shoulders and looked at him questioningly. However, just by reading Marcos gaze, which assured her that he would do it well, Letta finally released her hands from Marcos shoulders and let her husband do what he wanted. Marco slightly leaned his body between Lettas long legs. Letta could only grip the lifted part of her dress when she felt something soft on her core. How Marco really kissed her gently. Although Letta didnt know if this was the first time or not, it was a new experience after she lost her memory. Being touched so intimately made Letta truly feel her body floating, even her two legs trembling intensely. Perhaps if Marco didnt hold her with both of his hands, her legs would surely have copsed weakly. Marco continued to hold her, as if Letta wasnt allowed to conceal the beauty now in front of him. Letta could feel how Marcos tongue was now ying inside her, making Letta truly unable to contain her voice as she echoed Marcos name, filling the room. Even a cry was heard from Marco when Letta felt her core starting to feel strange as Marco sucked it vigorously. Letta could only let out her racing breath when she felt something very familiar down there, feeling those thousands of butterflies trulying out of her stomach in an amazing way. This made her body feel light, as Marco looked up at Letta with a flushed face. Letta could see her husbands full lips glistening with his fluid, making Letta reach out her trembling hand. After that, Letta stroked it, feeling it wet and sticky. But after that, Marco sucked Lettas thumb and bit it gently, making Letta feel the warmth of Marcos lips. Does his core also feel warm? Letta thought. However, her thoughts stopped when Marco suddenly gave her another smile. Not only was it just his gentle tongue ying with her core, but Letta could see how Marco looked satisfied as he inserted his fingers into her core, ying with it, and ravishing her intimate area, making Letta moan again. This was clearly seen by Marco, who now watched how Letta was moaning his name with pleasure. Should I stop? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Even just to let out her voice, Letta seemed to have no strength. When her legs trembled, it was as if Letta wasnt satisfied with just his tongue y, now with his fingers ying inside her. Until finally, satisfied with looking at Lettas flushed face, Marco leaned in again, ying with her core with his fingers, while his tongue teased her, Letta could only grip Marcos hair, which felt very soft and thick in between his fingers. It was as if Letta couldnt bear it with just his y, Letta didnt know what term she should mention, and only Marcos name was now on the tip of her tongue, making Letta incessantly continue to say Marcos name with her beautiful moans. Keep saying my name like that, Letta, Marco said down there, making Letta feel as if she was burning just by hearing themand from her husband. Letta really now leaned both her legs on Marcos shoulders, lifting him slightly higher, making Marco seem to clear the way as he spread his legs as wide as possible, allowing Marco to freely y with her now very wet core. This made Marco not leave any of Lettas fluid, kissing her strongly, making Letta once again feel the extraordinary pleasure when her core felt something again, and that made Marco smile. Marco immediately straightened up when he felt Lettas release. Then, he pressed his lips against Lettas, making Letta feel the pleasure that she had never felt before, only with her husbands fingers. And now Marco shared with her how their tongues were intertwined with a sticky sensation that made them be one, until finally, with their breaths racing, Marco released their lip lock. Marco gazed at Letta. He looked very tired, even his gaze seemed mncholic. Just because of the tongue y and his hands, until finally, Marco smiled and began to fix his wifes appearance. Her beautifully scattered hair, and the dress that wasnt perfectly covered, made Marco slowly carry Lettas body and lower her. However, the next moment, Letta truly couldnt bear the weight of her body, her knees still trembling intensely, making Marco quickly hold her waist. Are you tired? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Should we postpone again to go see the doctor? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Of course, because Letta wanted to know the condition of her fetus, and also wanted to ask if they could have intercourse while she was pregnant, and wanted to know how her condition was now. This made Marco look at Letta with a questioning gaze. Are you sure you dont want to postpone, or should I call the doctor to our house? Marco asked again, making Letta refuse once more. Letta seemed to really want to meet the doctor, and finally, Marco nodded and followed Lettas words. Marco helped Letta clean up anything they had done before, before helping Letta to restore her appearance properly. Looking at his wife, who seemed ready now, with the remaining flushed face, made Marco smile. Shall we leave now? Marco asked, making Letta nod. After that, Marco grabbed Lettas waist to help her walk, because Marco knew that Letta must still feel that her knees were shaking a bit. For some reason, Letta felt like her body temperature had not decreased properly, but had even increased, just by smelling her husbands familiar scent. This made Lettas body react. Letta didnt know if this was because of her pregnancy condition and unstable hormones, or if it was just her who was truly infatuated with a Marco, she thought, pondering deeply between each step. Whats wrong? 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 dont 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 juste out of aa? Jacob asked, ncing at the man next to him, a dark-skinned man who nodded. From the information Ive gathered, thats 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 arge hospital, prompting Jacobs 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 hellply with what I want, Jacob said, making the man nod. After that, Jacob stepped out of the car, surveyed his surroundings, and got into another car that had been following him. Jacob entrusted everything to a trusted ally named Moras. Jacob had matured enough to n everything he had devised to bring down a certain Marco. Jacob wanted Marco to submit before him, shattering all his pride. Even since they were children, Jacob had never been able to make Marco submit to him, but this time it seemed Jacob knew how to make all his desirese true. He already held the key to making Marco powerless. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Marco led Lettas hand into a room for an examination. Marco and Letta finally sat in front of a doctor who began to assess Lettas current condition, examining her thoroughly. After that, they moved to another room to check on their unborn child. Marco and Letta smiled at each other when they found out that both Letta and the baby were doing well, and in good health. This made Letta finally grip Marcos hand tightly before turning to the doctor with a serious expression. Can we have intimate rtions during my current pregnancy? Letta asked, making the doctor smile, while Marco, for some reason, just turned his face away from the two women near him. Marco felt a little ufortable with the conversation. Yes, you can, as long as you do it safely. I mean, do it in a safe manner and make the mother and the fetusfortable. Dont force it if you feel something slightly ufortable, the doctor said, making Letta smile. Thank goodness for that. We were afraid to do it at first because my husband was afraid of hurting me and our baby, Letta said again, making the doctor smile once more. It wont have any negative effects, especially since youre already 23 weeks into your pregnancy. This is a stage where the mother starts to feelfortable with the current conditions shes experiencing, including physical and hormonal changes, the doctor said, causing Letta to nod again. After that, they continued discussing Lettas inquiries about the babys health, diet, and exercise, before concluding their examination session. Letta tightened their hand link and looked up, gazing at Marco. Are you going to the office today? Letta asked, making Marco nod, causing Letta to stop smiling. Why? asked Marco, noticing the change in his wifes expression.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I was thinking of inviting you out since were already outside. What if you take me for a walk? Letta said again, making Marco pause for a moment before looking back at his wife. Where do you want to go for a walk? Marco asked. What about the park, you know, the one we passed before we arrived at this hospital? Letta replied, making Marco pause for a moment. That park is too crowded. Why? Isnt that good, so I can see around? I want to see people doing activities in the park, Letta said, making Marco eventually give in to his wifes request. Okay, then well go to the park, but not for long, okay? I dont want you to stay outside for too long, especially since its alreadyte afternoon, Marco said, making Letta nod. For Letta, it didnt matter, as long as she could breathe the fresh air outside. In reality, Letta still wanted to go to ces she wished to visit, such as seeing the river, going to the sea, seeing the mountains, and being closer to nature. However, for now, Letta could only be content with visiting the park. Eventually, they got back into the car, but what made Marco stop in his tracks was when he saw a car far away from him. Marco furrowed his brow. It seemed like Marco had been seeing that car around too often. This made Marco stroke Lettas back, who also stopped in her tracks. Whats wrong? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head with a smile. Its alright, lets go inside now, Marco said, causing Letta to nod. After that, they got into the car, but Letta looked back at Marco with a questioning gaze when he didnt join her inside. Wait here for a moment, I need to talk to Pedro first, Marco said, and Letta nodded. Marco then walked towards the car behind him where Pedro was. Did you notice that the car was following us earlier? Marco asked, making Pedro discreetly nce at the car, which was quite far from them. I apologize, I didnt notice, but if theres a possibility that the car is tailing us, I will take care of it as soon as possible, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Yes, thats what you should do, find out who sent it, and what their motive is. I dont want anything thatplicates matters for me, Marco said, making Pedro nod. After that, Marco returned to the car where Letta was waiting. Whats wrong? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head with a calming smile for his wife. Nothing, just a familiar car that I saw, but dont worry about it. Pedro will handle it, Marco said, making Letta nod. They then continued their journey to the park Letta wanted to visit, with Marco and Letta heading there in the car. Meanwhile, Pedro slowly began to monitor the car not far from them, and sure enough, as Pedro drove a fair distance, the car was still behind them, maintaining a noticeable distance. Move our car to anotherne. I want to see if its following the bosss car or not, Pedro said, making the driver changenes and choose not to follow Marcos path. Pedro seemed to be trying to trick the car, and sure enough, Pedro could see how the car slowly closed in on Marcos car. So, Marcos suspicion was correct; the car had been following them since earlier. Now well follow that car. Well find out who it really is, Pedro said, making the driver take the same path as the car following Marcos. Pedro then looked at the cars license te and memorized it. Whatever he would inform Marco had to be as detailed as possible, as both Marco and Pedro were people who could not ignore their Masters words. playing games with me Pedro then instructed the driver, who was now driving his car, to speed up as their car approached Marcos. After that, they attempted to cut off the car following Marcos. 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 Pedros car to be unable to avoid it perfectly. As a result, Jacobs peoples car collided with the side of Pedros car, causing both vehicles to spin in the midst of the rtively 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 wouldnt be able to catch the car. Consequently, he could only roughly wipe his face as he lost the person he was about to capture by a hairs breadth. Pedro then looked at the car he was in, with its damaged side. However, it seemed he could quickly provide the license te to someone reliable to track the car. Who could that be? Lets go back to Mr. Marco, Pedro said, making the driver nod. Fortunately, their car was still drivable, and they were unharmed, with no more serious damage to the vehicle. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Marco had stopped the car he was driving, making Letta smile broadly as they arrived at a park that Letta had seen several times while heading to the hospital. Fortunately, the weather is nice, Letta said, making Marco smile too. Look, there are many people in this park, Marco said, looking around. Since the park was in the city center, it was always bustling with visitors, whether for exercise or just to enjoy the fresh air, at any time and under any circumstances. Whats wrong with that? Isnt it good? I like the hustle and bustle, Letta said, then pulled Marco into the midst of the crowd around them. We should find a shaded ce to sit, Marco said, scanning around, and finally, he found a seat under a nearby tree. Thats too far from people, Letta whined, causing Marco to immediately gaze at her with a serious look.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Because only that seat isnt too hot. Do you want to swelter in the middle of that seat over there? Look at the weather, its not morning anymore, its already noon, Marco said again, making Letta finally reluctantly follow her husbands words. Fine, suit yourself, Letta said, finally following Marcos lead to the seat. Look, here we can still watch the people in front of us, and the air isnt too hot either, Marco said, sitting next to Letta and leaning back. Marco then kept surveying the surroundings. Pedro hadnt appeared yet, indicating that his men were still handling the car, Marco thought. Meanwhile, Letta began scanning around for something else. Are you looking for something? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, the ice cream cone I bought. I already know it tastes good, so I want to buy it again, Letta said, making Marco also search for it. Perhaps theyre on a break, Marco answered, causing Letta to pout. Its delicious though, Letta said sadly, causing Marco to look toward another food truck. Seems like a food truck. Do you want to buy something from there? Marco asked, making Letta look toward the truck, which turned out to be a burger and hot dog truck. However, Letta wasnt particrly fond of it, and her appetite didnt desire heavy food. Letta shook her head. I dont feel like having that. I want something fresh, Letta said again, making Marco look at her once more. But theres no other food vendor here. Im trying to persuade you to leave this park, Marco said, trying to convince Letta to leave soon. Then what do you want? I can buy it elsewhere if you want, Marco replied, to which Letta swiftly responded. Ice cream, of course. Even though I couldnt get the ice cream cone from the truck earlier, we can get the ice cream from the ce you rmend, right? Letta said with a broad smile, making Marco merely curl his lips. Somehow, his wife seemed to really love that cold treat, Marco thought, causing Letta to nod in agreement. Alright then. After we return from this park, well go to the ice cream shop, Marco said, making Letta immediately nod in agreement. They fell silent for a moment, with Letta continuing to observe the bustle around her. However, Marcos thoughts paused as he noticed Pedro approaching his parked car not far from the park. Yet, what puzzled Marco slightly was the condition of the car Pedro was driving. Certainly, there was a dent on the rear side. Something must have happened, Marco thought, and he gently rubbed Lettas shoulder. Do we need to leave now? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Im still enjoying it, Letta said, seemingly unyielding to Marcos insistence. Meanwhile, as Pedro and Marco conversed in a separate ce, Marco approached Pedro with an uncontroble sense of anxiety. Marco was worried that something bad had happened to Letta, especially after seeing the seat that Letta had previously upied empty. Alright, then wait here, dont go anywhere, okay? I need to find a restroom first, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yeah, go ahead. Ill keep waiting here for you, Letta said, making Marco finally get up from his seat. Marco had to lie to Letta because he didnt want her to be suspicious or frightened upon seeing Pedros car in that condition. Marco approached Pedro directly. Lets talk elsewhere, dont let Letta see the condition of this car and us talking, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Pedro instructed the driver to park the car far from Marcos location. Pedro followed Marcos steps. What happened? Marco asked. Well, the car was indeed following yours, Pedro replied. Then what happened to your car? Marco asked. Earlier, I tried to stop their car. But suddenly they, seemed like daredevils, had no intention of stopping or being caught. So, we were engaged in a chase, and they rammed into the car pretty swiftly. But when I tried to get out of the car, they quickly sped off again. But dont worry, Sir, I tried to find out their license te. Ill investigate until we find that person, Pedro said, making Marco fall silent. Yes, you should, because I dont want anyone ying games with me, Marco replied. Alright, you take care of everything and just dispose of the car youre driving now. Rece it with a new one, Marco said, making Pedro simply nod obediently. Marco was then startled as he realized that danger might be lurking. However, Marco was leaving Letta alone in the park, prompting him to quickly turn back and run towards where Letta was waiting. Marco felt foolish for beingx for a few moments, and his steps halted. Simrly, Pedro, following his master, looked anxious as the seat that Letta had previously upied appeared empty. Marcos heart raced, worried about what might have happened to Letta. a perfect mother Marco immediately scanned the surroundings, searching for Letta, who was no longer in her original seat. Find where Letta is now, dont 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 couldnt find her. Marco started to feel a bit anxious. Losing Letta was beginning to haunt him again. He couldnt 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 Marcos heart race so intensely it felt like it might shatter. However, Marcos movement finally halted as he saw the silhouette of his wife not far away, chatting with a small child. This made Marco breathe a little easier, as if the choking sensation that had been gripping him had suddenly let go. Marco regted his breathing before walking closer to Letta. Youre here? Marco asked, making Letta, who was smiling at the child, finally turn to him. Were you looking for me? Letta asked with a floating smile, making Marco nod. Yes, I searched the entire park for you. I was surprised you werent in your seat earlier, Marco said, making Letta straighten up and reach for the small childs hand beside her. Sorry, I saw this child crying not far from me, but no one was paying attention. I thought she was with her parents, but it seems she got separated from her group, Letta said, making Marco look at the little brown-eyed child with hair of a simr hue, somehow resembling Letta. What if their child was born, would they look as adorable, Marco thought, finally bending down to look at the little child in front of him. Whats your name? Marco asked the child. Celine, she answered softly, making Marco nod. Who did youe here with? Marco asked. My mom and uncle, the little girl named Celine replied, making Marco look at Letta. Yes, she seems to have been separated from her uncle and her mother, Letta added. Where are they? Marco asked, making the child shake her head. They got separated or maybe they intentionally left Celine behind, Letta continued, making Marco look at the child with a raised eyebrow. Alright, then lets take her to the information desk. Perhaps someone is looking for a little girl there, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Come on, Sweetheart,e with uncle and aunt to find your mom and uncle, do you want to? Letta said, making the little child nod. They then walked with the little child between Marco and Letta. The little child then looked at Lettas round belly. Is there a baby inside there? Celine asked, pointing to Lettas bulging belly, making Letta nod. Yes, theres my child inside here, Letta answered with a beaming smile, while Marco observed the interaction between Celine and his wife. My mom too, her belly is round like that, Celine said. Does that mean youre going to have a sibling? Letta asked again, making Celine nod. Yes, Mom said I should love my future sibling. Mom has also bought the same clothes for me and my sibling, Celine said, making Letta smile. That means your mom really loves you and your sibling. You must be looking forward to your siblings birth, Letta said, making Celine nod. Yes, Im really looking forward to it, but I have to meet my mom again to be with them, Celine said, making Letta nod. Yes, dont worry, you know the uncle next to you? Letta said, making Celine look at Marco, who was now looking at them with a nk expression. Uncle can find your mom wherever she is. He has many men who can be ordered to find something lost, Letta said, making the little child smile. Is that true? Celine asked, making Letta nod. That means youve been lost too? Celine asked, making Letta fall silent. Ive never been lost, but yes, I just know that uncle has many men. He can surely order more people to find your mom, Letta said to Celine, who just nodded, while Marco, for some reason, remained silent as he listened to their conversation. What Letta said was true, and it was also for finding herself. It made Marco just smile thinly, until they finally arrived at one of the information desks in the park. Marco immediately reported to the officer that Celine was separated from her parents, prompting them to announce it to the visitors in the park. We have to wait here for a while until Celine meets her mom and uncle. How about that? Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, of course, Marco said, because if he refused, Letta wouldnt have the heart to leave a young child at the information desk. Marco then reached for his phone to check some iing messages, asionally ncing at Letta who was still talking with Celine. Eventually, after about 30 minutes of waiting, a teary-eyed woman arrived at the information desk, calling out Celines name. Mommy, Celine eximed, immediately getting up from her seat and running into the embrace of a pregnant woman. Where were you, Mommy? I was looking for Grandma, the woman said. I was chasing a ball from a little boy, he was this tall, Celine said, demonstrating the height of the little boy. And when I turned back, Mommy and uncle were gone, Celine said again, making the woman hug her again. Forgive Mommy, the woman said, I may not have paid enough attention, so you got separated from us. Luckily, we were able to meet again, she continued, releasing her embrace. I met a kind aunt and uncle, they brought me here, Celine said, making the woman look at Letta and Marco. Did you help Celinee to the information desk? the woman asked, making Letta nod. Yes, I identally saw Celine crying, looking for her mother, so I brought her here, Letta replied. Thank you for being kind to my child. I didnt know I lost her, the woman said, deeply moved and genuinely grateful. Its nothing. Celine is a good child. Shes also a smart kid, so Im sure many people would help her if she were in trouble, Letta said, making the woman hug Celine again, showing how much she truly cherished the child. For some reason, the emotion moved Letta, causing her to tightly hold Marcos hand.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Will I also be a good and loving mother? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Of course, you will be a perfect mother for our children, Marco said, making Letta smile back at her husband. Is that true? 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 Lettas face, prompting Letta to finally look up at her husband. No, Im 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 wifes head. Im 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. Theres 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, bing a time bomb for her. After meeting Celine earlier, Ive been thinking a lot, Letta said, making Marco fall silent as he listened carefully to what Letta was about to tell him. Im afraid I wont be a good mother to our child, Letta said, then looking up at Marco, who remained silent. Even though you said I would be the best mother for your children, I still feel like Im not a perfect woman. Especially with my current condition, I cant even keep some of my memories of us and just forget them. I dont know why, but I feel guilty, Letta said, making Marco let out a long sigh. How could Lettae to think that she was losing some of her memories? It was her way of coping. It was the best path for her to forget all the pain, bitterness, and all the wounds that Marco had inflicted on her. Doesnt God always give good destinies to His creatures? Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Perhaps with God taking away your memories, its so He can give you even more beautiful memories than youve ever had, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, as if digesting every word Marco uttered to her. Is that true? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Marco then embraced Lettas shoulder and hugged her tightly. Consider every happiness you are experiencing now as a redemption from God, because He has taken some of your memories. So, you must ept it. You dont need to remember anything, because the most important thing is that I will always be by your side, and I will make you happy. I will give you whatever you want, and I will continue to protect you from anything that scares you, Marco said, leaving Letta unable to do anything but smile at her husbands words. The anxiety she had been feeling seemed to dissipate instantly. Although Letta still felt that those feelings might resurface in her heart at times, she then gently caressed her round belly. I hope she will receive an abundance of happiness as you said, Letta said, causing Marco to ce hisrge hand on top of Lettas hand, which was now caressing her round belly. Of course, she will always receive an abundance of happiness from us, Marco said, making Letta finally look up and smile. Yes, I hope so. Earlier, when I saw Celines tears, I felt something wrenching, especially when I saw the tears flowing from our daughter, Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head again. I will not let tears of sadness fall past her eyelids, whether its for our daughter or for you, Marco said, causing Letta to draw closer to him and embrace her husband. Im grateful that I feel relieved now because if you werent by my side, I might have be someone miserable and alone without you, Letta said, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment before returning his wifes smile. As Letta had said, Marco also felt very happy. Imagining how Letta used to look at him with only hatred in her eyes, it felt like someone was stabbing something into his chest. It felt like someone was stopping his breath, leaving Marco speechless. Would that time bomb really explode without his realization, with Letta now experiencing memory loss? Would those bad memoriese back to him at some point, Marco wondered, feeling that he had to do something to keep Letta like this, to ensure that Letta continued to look at him with love, and that Letta always reciprocated his expressions of love. Eventually, they arrived in front of Marcos house, where Marco promptly opened the door for Letta to step out of the luxurious car. Rest up, Marco said, causing Letta to furrow her brow. Are you going somewhere? Letta asked, prompting Marco to extend his hand and gently stroke Lettas face. I suddenly have some business. But I promise it wont take long. Ill be back right after, Marco said, causing Letta to immediately put on a sad face. Even today, I really wanted to spend time with you. Is it that important? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, it is. Though nothing is more important than you, I have to do something to make sure this important thing doesnt slip away from me, Marco said, touching Lettas high nose tip, making them both smile before nodding in agreement. But you promise you wont be too long, Letta said, making Marco nod again. Alright, then should I escort you inside? Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. No need, I can manage on my own. Just be careful on the road, and remember toe back soon, Letta said, making Marco nod. Of course, you need to rest immediately, Marco said. After that, he got back into the car. Marco lowered the window halfway before waving to Letta. Letta watched the car depart until it disappeared behind the tall gate far ahead. After that, Letta stepped inside and looked around. Several servants passed by, prompting Letta to decide to wander around the house she inhabited. Until she crossed paths with Desi. Madam, Desi said with a nod, making Letta smile. Are you busy? Letta asked, causing Desi to shake her head. Do you need my assistance, Madam? Desi asked in return, making Letta nod. Earlier, Marco wanted me to rest, but it seems I wont be resting immediately. Im bored inside the house, so can you apany me? I want to stroll around here, Letta said, making Desi nod. Of course, Madam, Desi said. This finally prompted Letta to stroll around therge house. She headed towards the garden on the side of the house. The garden was adorned with various ornamental nts and flowers, with a swimming pool right next to it, coinciding with Marcos usual spot for working out. This made Letta smile. Does Marco indeed enjoy sports? Letta asked, causing Desi to nod.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Yes, the master always exercises or swims regrly every morning, Desi said, making Letta nod before she halted her steps as her gaze wandered into the distance. Isnt this garden spacious, asrge as the house itself? Letta said, making Desi nod. And behind the house, is there also a garden? Letta asked, pointing far ahead, causing Desi to startle. No, Madam. Theres only an untended garden back there. So, I suggest you not go there because there are still many bushes that havent been cleared, Desi said, leaving Letta silent as she gazed into the distance. any kind of trauma 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 doctors 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 memories she has forgotten at the moment, Marco replied, making the doctor nod. In some cases, those memories gradually return to the patient, as if the memory is restored. Little by little, what she forgot begins toe back to her. But there are also cases where they cant remember anything, so their memories dont return at all, the doctor said, leaving Marco silent. What about my wife? Is there a good chance her memory wille back? Marco asked, making the doctor nod. Of course, with some therapy and the intentional disy of certain memories, your wife may slowly remember everything, the doctor said, making Marco ponder once again. Is there a way to prevent her memories froming back? Marco asked again, making the doctor pause. So what you mean is, you dont want all her memories toe back perfectly? the doctor asked, making Marco nod. Yes, I dont even want any of the memories she has forgotten toe back, Marco said again, making the doctor sit up a little, looking at Marco with a serious gaze. Is there any kind of trauma or bad memories your wife has experienced? the doctor asked, making Marco nod. Many, too many bad memories that its good for her to forget. And I am grateful that her memory was lost yesterday, and it was all about her bad memories. With her in this condition, its already the best for her as far as Im concerned. I dont want her to remember all the bad events that happened to her, especially the ident that put her in aa for several months, Marco said, making the doctor finally understand the feelings Marco was experiencing. Although the doctor didnt fullyprehend, it seemed that Marco was trying to deceive the doctor with all his words. The traumatic memories Letta experienced were undoubtedly etched in her mind, but Marco couldnt divulge it to the doctor. I have a medicine that can suppress all memories. They wonte back. Its like influencing the brains function, but this medicine should only be taken when the memories begin to resurface slowly. But if your wife truly doesnt remember, you dont need to use this medication, the doctor said, making Marco pause for a moment. Are there any side effects to using this medicine? Marco asked again, making the doctor nod. Yes, such as severe headaches or a racing heart. But its not serious, its just to prevent your wife from recalling those memories, the doctor said, making Marco nod. Alright, then I need that medicine. I dont know when her memories might slowlye back, and I dont want all of that to happen, Marco said, making the doctor nod again. The doctor prepared the intended medicine, discussing once again about how to administer it, the side effects, and its usage for Marco. Before finishing his meeting with the doctor, Marco really had to be cautious and have something that could remind him of the beautiful memories they shared. Marco left the hospital, got into the car, and looked at the bottle of medicine now in his hand. For Marco, as long as there were no adverse effects on Letta, it didnt matter rather than risking losing his wife and her happiness again. Are we going home directly now, sir? the driver asked, now facing Marco, causing him to fall silent for a moment. Just take me to the bakery first. I have to get something for Letta, Marco said, causing the driver to nod as instructed. The driver immediately drove the car to a bakery in the city center, and Marco got out first. Before entering, Marco paused for a moment. It wasnt part of his n, but for some reason, he remembered Letta not getting anything in the garden. Perhaps bringing something sweet would make her happy, Marco thought, as he finally stepped into the shop. He was greeted by a server, and Marco looked around. The sweet scent of chocte immediately wafted into Marcos senses, making him slightly ufortable. Its not that he disliked it, but he wasnt very familiar with sweet foods. But for the sake of his wife, Marco had to get it. Marco then walked around the shop. He wasnt particrly adept at choosing tasty treats, until eventually, he decided to gaze at the cakes in the disy case. Marco fell silent. There were various vors with piles of chocte and cream in front of him, yet Marco was still puzzled about which one to choose. Until suddenly, a remark from beside him made Marco look at a woman who was raising her eyebrows at him. I didnt expect that you like sweet foods, the woman said, as Marco looked at the tray in her hands, which already contained several pastries.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I came here for my wife, Marco said, making Lusi smile. For your wife, youre quite an attentive husband, Lusi said, making Marco simply nod. After that, Marco looked back at her. These cakes, this one, this one, and this one, I rmend these for you to buy for your wife. Im sure she will love them, Lusi said without being prompted by Marco, making him look at her for a moment. Trust me, Lusi said again, making Marco finally nod and instruct the server to pack the cakes in front of him. However, the servers movement halted when Marco spoke again. I dont want small portions. Are there anyrge slices avable from these cakes? Marco asked, causing the server to nod. Yes, sir. How many do you need? the server asked. One of each dessert that I just pointed out, in arge size, Marco said again, making the server nod. Meanwhile, Lusi just looked at him with a disbelieving gaze. Lusi knew that the man in front of her was a Jovanka with assets everywhere, bute on, he didnt need to hoard that much just for his wife. You could stock up on that food for your wife for a month if you order that much, Lusi said, making Marco shrug nonchntly. Thats fine. So I wont have to keeping back to this sweet ce repeatedly. Well, at least for the next few days, the sweet food stock will be safe, Marco said, making Lusi look at him with disbelief. Yes, thats a good idea. Maybe you want to add to your stock? Lusi asked, making Marco shake his head. No need, and thank you for m rmendation, Marco said, then walked towards the server who had wrapped his order, while Lusi chose to select her own food, watching Marco leave without any hesitation to offer her anything. I really can’t eat it, 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. Shes in the garden next to the house, sir, the servant replied, causing Marco to nce at his watch, which read 2:00 in the afternoon. Didnt we take a break aftering back from the garden earlier? Marco asked, causing the servant to shake their head and bow. Madam was seen strolling with Desi, but I didnt 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 whats making you think so hard? Is something bothering you? Marco asked again, making Letta smile and shake her head.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. No, Im just thinking about something. What did you bring? Letta asked, trying to divert her thoughts by asking about what was in her husbands hands. Letta didnt want Marco to be disturbed when he found out that she was thinking about what she had forgotten in her life. Even though Letta didnt make a strong effort to remember, the curiosity sometimes lingered in her heart. Marco then sat right next to Letta, cing therge box of cakes. Something sweet for you, Marco said, making Lettas lips curve even more. Did you intentionally buy it? Letta asked again, making Marco nod. Open it. I hope you like it, Marco said, making Letta immediately open the box, revealing fourrge cakes of different varieties. You bought this many? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, because Im not used to buying in small quantities. Consider it a stock of sweet treats for you, Marco said, making Letta smile. But food like this, if stored for too long, wont taste good. Thats why they provide it in small portions so it can be consumed in one go, Letta said, making Marco raise his eyebrows. Is that so? Well, its fine. Ive already bought them anyway, Marco said, to which Letta just smiled in response. Alright, Ill take a small piece of each variant. After that, Ill distribute them to the servants and guards in this house. How about that? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Sure, its up to you, Marco said, then he looked at a servant and called them over. He instructed them to bring a te and a small fork for Letta to take small pieces of the cakes in front of her. After that, he instructed the servant to distribute them evenly to the servants and guards present. Now, there were sweet treats adorning the round table in front of Letta, making her eyes sparkle as she gazed at them. My husband seems to be quite talented in choosing these dessert varieties, Letta said, making Marco smile proudly. Little did she know, he also received some unexpected help from Lusi. Of course. Whatever my wife likes, Im sure I can choose it well, Marco said, making Letta smile as she reached out her hand, trying to taste each of the cakes one by one. And indeed, her guesses and expressions when tasting them, with her eyes sparkling, made Letta nod enthusiastically. These are truly delicious. You have such a good taste, Letta said, making Marco smile. Well then, enjoy them. I did choose them especially for you, Marco said, nodding his head. Of course. Its not just me who will enjoy them, you should also eat them, Letta said, making Marco immediately shake his head. No, thank you. I have a bit of a strained rtionship with sweet foods. So just seeing my wife enjoy them so much is enough for me, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, from today onwards, my dearest husband must make friends with sweet foods. How could anyone refuse such delicious treats? Come on, try it, Letta said, taking a small piece and offering it to Marco, who now looked at her as if she was offering him poison. Oh no, just the thought of it makes my taste buds ufortable, Marco said, making Letta immediately put on a disappointed face. Dont worry. I just want to share the sweetness with my husband, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, no, thank you. I really cant eat it, Marco said again, making Letta pout her lips once more. Im quite satisfied with the taste. I just want you to experience how sweet it melts in your mouth, Letta said, prompting Marco to suddenly think of a mischievous idea. Marco reached out his hand, making Letta look at her husbands palm. What? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Come here, sit here, Marco said, patting hisp, prompting Letta to follow his gesture. I sit here? Letta asked, making Marco nod, before he pulled his wifes waist and settled Letta right on hisp. Marco took a spoonful from the one Letta had ced earlier and fed it to her. Id better taste the sweetness directly from here, Marco said, making Letta about to protest. Suddenly, Marco pulled her neck and kissed her, making Letta widen her eyes slightly. Marco immediately slurped the melting dessert in her mouth. Somehow, it made Letta feel something tickling in her heart, causing her to push her husbands body as Marco looked at her with a satisfied smile, and traces of chocte on his lips. Yes, youre right. This food is really sweet, Marco said, making Letta yfully tap him. How could you steal the dessert from my mouth? Wasnt I about to feed you earlier? Letta said again, making Marco shake his head. For me, the best way to enjoy this dessert is directly from my wifes mouth. It tastes much sweeter, Marco said, making Letta once again feel yful annoyance at Marcos flirtatiousness. Stop with the flirting, because Ive already had sweet food, so dont increase the dose, Letta said. After that, Letta got up from her seat and left Marco behind, who gazed at her retreating figure. Hey, where are you going? Dont leave me sitting here alone, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Going back to the room, Letta replied, seeming to be sulking, making Marco just smile to himself. Well then, wait for me. Ill also go to the room, Marco said again. No, just stay there and finish all the desserts until theres nothing left, then you can follow, Letta said, which made Marco immediately look at the round table. There were a few pieces of dessert left that Letta had tasted earlier. No, Ille after you right away. Wait for me, Marco said, making Letta immediately look like she was running, and Marco promptly got up from his seat with long strides. Dont run, Letta. You might fall, Marco called out. Im not a 5-year-old child to be warned like that, Mr. Jovanka, Letta called back, making Marco even pick up his pace. It seemed that his wife wanted to y with him this time. I’m not mocking it Marco furrowed his brow slightly when he realized Letta wasnt 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 Marcos house. As he was about to head to the garden, he heard amotioning 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 wifes face made him smile broadly. Letta answered somewhat irritably, Come on, if you want to tease, you better leave the kitchen. Marco approached them, making the servants and Desi step back. He embraced Letta from behind, gently stroking her round belly. What are you doing? Marco asked, showing interest in what Letta was working on the tablet. Dont you see? Im making dessert from this recipe, Letta replied, pointing to the tablet in front of her. But why does it look different? Marco asked, making Letta look at him. Marco rested his chin on Lettas shoulder. Because it stayed in the oven for too long, just a different color. Im sure the taste will be the same, Letta said confidently. Marco looked at the dessert made by Letta with a doubtful expression. Are you sure it will be the same? Marco asked again, making Letta nod. Of course, just ask Desi and the others. They have already tasted it, Letta said, pointing to Desi and two other servants who had tried her cake, as if Marco already knew their answer beforehand. They did it just to not offend you. Anyway, its better to get rid of that cake. And if you want, I can buy one for you, Marco said, making Letta immediately put down the spoon she was holding in annoyance on the kitchen counter. I should have said that this is a good start. You can try it next time, or for the first time, its already delicious and good. At least, those encouraging words are what I want to hear, but you just suggested buying it. Of course, if its the cakes from the store, the taste is unquestionable. I just wanted to make this Dessert and for you to enjoy it, at least that was my effort, but you just belittled it, Letta said, making Marco stunned by all herints. Marco didnt know where his mistakey. After all, he was just offering something nice to his wife. At least, he didnt have to bother and mess up the kitchen, and make it difficult for the servants. Marco also lied about the dessert being delicious. He just wanted to see Letta enjoy everything she wanted easily, but it seemed his wife perceived it differently. Hey, dont be mad. I was just offering my services. Who knows, maybe you wanted to eat dessert, and I could buy it as much as I did yesterday, Marco said, making Letta swiftly take off her apron, throw it in any direction, and leave her slightly darker-looking cake behind. Before that, Letta left Marco, who was now looking at her small back with a questioning gaze, before Marco shifted his gaze to the three servants still around him. Did you guys really try this cake? Marco asked, making Desi and the two servants nod their heads.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Then, how does it taste? Is it really okay? Marco asked again, making them seem reluctant to answer. This made Marco curious enough to pinch a bit of the cake. Even on his skin, the cake felt rough, truly like sand. It would be even worse if he put it in his mouth, Marco thought, struggling to put it down. After that, Marco immediately looked back at the three servants. If you feel any symptoms that make you unwell, treat yourselves immediately and go to the hospital. I dont want you to report to the police just because you were forced to eat this cake by your employer, Marco said. After that, he went to follow Letta, who seemed to be heading towards the garden. Meanwhile, Desi and the other two servants just looked at each other. It certainly didnt taste good, but for some reason, they couldnt bring themselves to say outright that the cake should be thrown away. Lettas hard work since morning to make a sweet dessert as she followed the recipe had left Desi and her two friends unable to bear the thought of disappointing her. Meanwhile, Marco went straight to the garden, seeing Letta watering the nts in front of her with a pouting face. Somehow, Marco just wanted to smile instead of trying to persuade his wife, before he resumed his steps towards Letta. Are you angry? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Her attention was solely focused on the blossoming flowers in front of her. Okay, Im sorry. Next time, I wont offer to buy so many sweet treats for you, Marco said, making Letta look at him again with a disgruntled expression. Even if I ask, youll never buy it. Are you really getting back at me because I just scolded you? Letta asked in an angry tone, making Marco fall silent, looking at her with a questioning gaze, then rubbing his face roughly. Come on, I just want to fulfill your wishes. I dont want you to sulk like this. I dont even know where I went wrong with my words, Marco said again, making Letta roll her eyeszily. Youve ruined my mood early in the morning like this. I was excited to serve the dessert I made for you, but you said it like that. Its as if you were mocking my dessert, Letta said with a sad face, making Marco, for some reason, even more irritated by his wifes behavior. Im not mocking it. I just said that the color was slightly different, thats all. I havent even tasted it yet, Marco said again, forced to lie. Marco hoped Letta wouldnt drag him back to the kitchen and feed him thatrge piece of cake. He would definitely give in. Its because you scolded my dessert first, thats why I dont want you to taste it. I dont want you to touch the food I made, Letta said, making Marco just smile at his wifes cute behavior. No arguments, Letta Marco then smiled and approached Letta. He then embraced her from behind, taking over the watering of the nts and turning it off before releasing her carelessly. Its okay, dont 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 ced his index finger on his wifes 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. Isnt that normal? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. You dont need to do that. Whats the point of hiring the best cook in this house if youre going back to the kitchen in the end? Marco said, causing Letta to release herself from her husbands embrace and look at Marco with raised eyebrows. Then whats the point of me? Isnt a wife supposed to serve her husband and take care of her children, cook, clean, tidy up, provide education, and give love? Isnt that a wifes duty? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Thats for regr wives. Youre the wife of someone from Jovanka, its different, Letta, Marco said, causing Letta to roll her eyeszily. Its all the same to me, Letta mumbled, still audible to Marco. Marco then returned Lettas gaze and looked into her meaningful eyes. Listen and believe that I only want you to be alright. I want you to experience all the facilities I have, all the luxuries, everything I have is all yours. Whats the point of having all these conveniences if you still want to work hard, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent before she finally returned the gaze of her husband. Well, if only I could ept all the luxuries, all the conveniences you provide. Then, what if suddenly you kicked me out? Who would I rely on? Shouldnt I learn to take care of myself and be independent? Letta suddenly said, making Marco fall silent. Somehow, Marco felt surprised by the direction of Lettas current thoughts. Letta then flinched slightly. It seemed she was also unaware of the words she had just uttered. Did my words hurt you? I truly had no intention of leaving this house, let alone leaving you. But, somehow those words just came out of my mouth, Letta said, looking directly at Marco with a worried expression. Marco remained silent. Was it Lettas subconscious that truly desired and thought about it when she first entered this house? The same phrase brought Marco back to the past. You cant leave me, Letta, Marco said with a cold aura, causing Letta to be momentarily stunned as if she were seeing a different person from the Marco she had known all this time. And the next second, Marco immediately smiled warmly back at Letta. How could I ever let my wife go far from me? I wont allow it. I cant imagine how your life and our babys life would be, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment. I also apologize for speaking nonsense. I truly had no intention of saying that, but it just flowed out as if it had already been in my mind, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Marco seemed to need to start giving Letta the medicine prescribed by the doctor, he thought. Oh yeah, I saw the dressing room looking like a shipwreck again, and I also forgot to take you shopping. How about we go to the mall now to buy some new clothes? Marco said, making Letta immediately look at him with sparkling eyes.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Are you taking me to the mall? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, instead of you having to struggle to find your size, we better just get rid of those clothes and fill them with new ones, Marco said effortlessly, making Letta shake her head. How could those clothes be just thrown away like that. Some of them I havent even worn and still look brand new. Just keep them, who knows after giving birth, my body will return to normal, and I can wear them again, Letta said, making Marco shake his head again. After giving birth, your body size will definitely be different. We can buy new ones, so its better to get rid of those clothes, Marco insisted. Alright then, how about we donate them to one of the shelters that might really need them. Im sure many of them would be interested in wearing those clothes, Letta said. Of course, they might also be sold, Letta would surely think, which finally made Marco sigh deeply. Okay, Ill have Pedro distribute the clothes to the appropriate ces, Marco said, making Letta smile. So, when should we, Letta was startled. Yes, alright. Lets get ready first, and we should go in now. Well leave right away, Marco said, making Letta nod. However, as they were about to go back into the house, Letta suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at her husband. But shopping is apanied by you, right? I dont want you to just instruct some guards and servants to apany me, Letta said, making Marco fall silent for a moment. It seemed he didnt have any important schedule today, so he probably had time for Letta too, Marco thought, finally nodding his head. Yes, of course, Ill be the one apanying you. So, lets get ready soon, Marco said, making Letta nod happily. Somehow, since she lost her memory, Letta had been more eager to go to ces with a lot of people. It was as if she was returning to her social circle as a human being without direction or purpose. Letta hoped that if she was with people and in the hustle and bustle, she believed that she could slowly remember what she had forgotten. She felt like a nk sheet of paper without any recollection. Their steps halted as they noticed arge bouquet of flowers now in the living room, prompting Marco to immediately look at a servant who had just ced the flowers there. Whose flowers are those from? Marco asked, making the servant nod. Earlier, there was a flower courier who delivered them, but the guard who received them couldnt get the senders name, the servant said, making Marco startle. However, Letta immediately released her embrace with Marco and walked towards the beautiful bouquet of white and red roses, causing Letta to smile. Letta then pulled out the greeting card from the flowers. Is this flower for me? Letta asked, making the servant nod, and this also came as a surprise to Marco. Who on earth would dare to send such arge bouquet to his wife? What does the note say? Marco asked, finally taking over the greeting card. After reading it, without waiting long, Marco crumpled the paper tightly and threw it in any direction. Dispose of this flower far away. If not, just burn it, Marco said in a cold tone, making Letta furrow her brow. Why? Could it be that just because theres no senders name, this flower will be discarded immediately? What a waste, isnt it? It looks beautiful, Letta said, making Marco look at her with a firm gaze. No arguments, Letta. If you want flowers, I can fill this whole house with your favorite flowers. So its better to get rid of that flower. We dont know what that flower might contain. Perhaps the person who sent it ced a virus or anything that could harm you, Marco said, making Letta want to respond. However, Marco seemed unwilling to be contradicted, causing Letta to finally choose to follow her husbands words. I’m not greedy 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 hadnt moved an inch. Letta could see how Marcos jaw was clenched. It seemed that it wasnt just the traffic jam making Marco look angry, but also someone who had sent flowers to her that they still didnt 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 Marcos 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. Im not angry, Marco replied, making Letta look at him with a serious gaze. Letta reached out both her hands and gently turned Marcos face to look at her. I know when youre angry and your mood turns sour, Letta said again, making Marco hold his wifes palm, then kiss it gently. Im not angry, Im just a little annoyed, Marco said, making Letta loosen her grip on his hand. Its all the same, it means youre angry, Letta said, making Marco just look back at the road next to him, which was starting to move slowly. Do you know who sent the flowers? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. If only I knew, I would have instructed my men to get rid of it. Doesnt he know who hes sending flowers to? Doesnt he know a married woman, let alone the wife of a Jovanka? Marco said, making Letta purse her lips. Who knows, maybe its a woman, how about that? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Is there really a woman who would send such a romantic bouquet to her female friend? Besides, do you remember who might have sent those flowers? As far as I can recall, you dont have any friends who would kindly send you flowers, Marco said, somehow forgetting the words he had just uttered, making Letta fall silent. And thats when Marco realized that Letta seemed a little offended by his words. Is my life really so lonely? Before meeting you, my life must have been very miserable, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Thats not what I meant. Ive never heard you mention any close friends, Marco said, making Letta finally choose to force a smile and look back at Marco. Well, youve already burned the flowers anyway. So, theres no point in arguing about it now, Letta said, making Marco stay silent. The annoyance still lingered in his heart. Marco would surely find that person who intentionally bothered him and disturbed his wife. Eventually, Marco resumed his journey to the shopping center, taking twice as long as before. He wondered what was causing the traffic to be so congested now. Finally, he parked his car and headed towards the shopping center. Marco immediately took Lettas hand and they got into the elevator to the floor where they would buy clothes for Letta. I want to ask something, Letta asked while continuing to walk hand in hand with Marco. Yes, go ahead. What do you want to ask? Marco asked, scanning his surroundings. The shopping center seemed busier too. Perhaps it was the weekend, Marco thought, seemingly forgetting what day it was. Not just on the way, but the shopping center seemed to be a destination for people to entertain themselves. They didnt see people entering the stores; they seemed to be more strolling around. It seemed people came just to waste their time, Marco thought, finally looking back at Letta. Have I never really introduced any of my friends to you all this time? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent for a moment before shaking his head. Then, at our wedding, did I also not invite anyone? Letta asked again, making Marco stop and look at his wife. Our wedding was only held in our backyard, and we only invited my extended family. I even asked you if you wanted to invite someone, but you said you didnt have anyone significant to invite. Until now, I dont even know who youre friends with, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Yes, it seems marrying you was the right choice. Thank you for bringing me into your life, Letta said, making Marco reach out and embrace her shoulders. I should be the one thanking you for being in my life. Lets just forget about that. I dont want to see a sad expression on your face because now is the time for you to spend my money, Marco said, making Letta smile again. Really? Can I spend your money? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, of course you can. Whatever you want, even if you want the whole store, Ill buy it for you, Marco said, making Letta just smile and shake her head. No, Im not greedy. Ill just choose the clothes I need, Letta said, making Marco finally nod. They then entered one of the renowned womens fashion brand stores. Marco also helped pick out the right clothes for his wife. Some casual wear, some for outings, some for sleeping. Not only that, Marco even instructed the staff to bring bags, shoes, essories, hats, watches, belts, everything. Marco insisted that Letta needed all of it, although Letta argued that she only needed a few clothes for staying at home because she had been mostly staying at home. She didnt need extravagant-looking clothes. No, besides, you will need them, right? So go ahead and buy them, Marco said, finally leaving Letta with no choice but to obey all of her husbands words.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Sit here, Marco said, leading Letta to the sofa in the middle of the room. There were various shoes lined up there: sneakers, ts, and even high heels, which made Letta look at Marco. Try them one by one. I want to see which ones suit you, Marco said, finally making the servant assist Letta in trying on each of the shoes in front of her. This one is too small, Marco said, making the servant bring another pair of shoes. This one is too high, Marco said again, making the servant immediately take the next pair of shoes. This one isfortable and looks simple. I like it, Ill take this one, Letta said, about to get up from her seat, but Marco shook his head. Not just one, take a few more of each model that might fit you, Marco said again, making the servant add more shoes in front of her, leaving Letta truly stunned at her shopping items that could possibly fill two cars. Stop all of this Letta and Marco were once again taken aback after being surprised with arge bouquet of flowers. For Letta, several shopping items with the same brand that Letta had just bought along with Marco at the shopping center were now at the front door. This made Letta look up at Marco, who was now clenching his jaw, gazing at the items. Eventually, Marco turned to Desi and some servants who were now bowing before them. Tell me, who else sent these items? Marco asked with a cold aura, making Letta inexplicably feel that something was definitely going to happen today. We already declined it, Sir, because the delivery courier also didnt know who sent it. But they also didnt want to take the risk of taking back the goods that were already in their possession, Desi said, causing Marco to slowly walk towards the items in front of him. He looked into the bags containing severalplete-looking clothes and shoes. After that, he nced at the shopping items still in the hands of the guards that Marco and Letta had just bought. ? Burn all these items, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta immediately walked towards Marco, then looked at the items. She was sure that if sold, these items could probably feed dozens of people. I disagree, Letta said, making Marco immediately turn to her. Dont burn them. Its better to donate or maybe we can sell them again, and the money can be used to help those in need, Letta said, making Marco fall silent for a moment before turning his gaze back to Desi. Quickly take all these items and burn everything. I dont want to see a single item left in this house from someone unclear, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes again. Letta then pulled Marcos shoulder to make him look at her again. Dont burn them. Maybe we can easily buy them, but there are surely many people out there who need them. Look, those are all brand new items, they can definitely be exchanged back to the store, continued Letta, making Marco exhale roughly. ?Then we have to exchange them back, then we have to give them to people out there. Thats not me, Letta. So I dont want anyone to underestimate me like this. I want all those items destroyed, Marco said, prompting Letta to immediately move to take all the items. Letta didnt care if Marco might scold her, because she couldnt waste the items in front of her. Out there, people were not livingfortably, there must be many people struggling just for a meal, but Marco was sofortable burning all these expensive items. ?I will exchange them myself at the store, or maybe I will go to an orphanage to give all these items. So you dont have to burn them, Letta said, making Desi confused about whom to follow, Marco or Letta. Dont make me angry, Letta. Put all those items down and quickly go to your room, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. ?No, unless you tell someone to help me donate all of this, Letta said. ?I dont want you to be so stubborn like this. Look at your current condition, not to think about others. Your current condition should be about thinking of yourself. We also dont know, maybe its stolen or looted goods, and you want to donate them, Marco retorted. ?It doesnt matter, the one who gave them is me. Didnt that person send them for me? As long as our intentions are good, they will surely be conveyed well, right? Letta said, seemingly still stubbornly refuting Marco, making Marco finally forcibly pull the items from Lettas hands and throw them away, causing the expensive items to scatter on the floor, making Letta look at him with an incredulous gaze. How could you be so stubborn? Dont you have a conscience? Maybe you can buy anything with money, but not with the people out there. Understand, I just want to share with them. If you burn all of this, I wont use the items we just bought, Letta said, making Marco unconsciously reach out and grasp Lettas shoulder tightly. ?Listen to me, Letta. Dont act childish like this. I dont like it when anyone pays attention to you besides me. I dont like it if that person is a coward. Its as if theyre trying to provoke my anger, so stop conspiring with them. At least understand me, Marco said with his raised voice, leaving Letta silent and stunned. ?Just because of those items, you yelled at me, Letta said, making Marco immediately startled as if losing control because he had raised his voice at Letta. Letta then brushed off Marcos hand, causing Marco to grab her again. ?Forgive me. I didnt mean to scold you. I just dont want you to think about others out there. I want you to focus on yourself and our baby, Marco said again. ?Of course, me and our baby would be happy if you could share. So stop constantly thinking about yourself and someone who underestimated you, Letta said, finally picking up the items again.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Dispose of all those items, Marco said, causing the guards behind him to immediately take over the items that Letta was about to pick up. Letta looked at him with a questioning gaze. ?If you want to burn them, I disagree, but if you want to help me donate them to others, then I agree, Letta said, looking at the guards who were now looking at Marco. I dont like your attitude right now. Understand, those are items sent by an unknown person. How could you donate them? What if the items are not suitable to be given to others? Marco said, as Letta seemed to continue picking up the items without listening, until Marco finally grabbed Lettas wrist quite firmly.? Stop all of this. Youve been rebellious enough all this time. Im not thinking about someone underestimating me, but Im thinking about your condition. I dont want someone else who might be targeting you and taking you away from my side, Marco said, leaving Letta stunned, looking into his eyes which for some reason felt very familiar when Marco gazed at her with such intensity. Throughout this time, she remembered Marco always looking at her with warmth, but this sharp gaze seemed to prate her heart. ? Thats not the gaze I know. Right now, youre not the same Marco who has always treated me warmly, but your demeanor reminds me of something that makes my heart feel suffocated, Letta said, making Marco only able to tightly shut his eyes. Yes, Marco started to realize that Letta might be feeling something familiar that he had experienced before, when he hurt her, until Marco roughly rubbed his face. ? Fine then, let those who will donate it to those in need. Lets just go upstairs and rest, Marco said, finally starting to try to think rationally, although a moment ago Marco was truly disturbed emotionally, just because of that mysterious person, it seemed that Marco had to act quickly, because that person always sought Marcos weaknesses. ? You promise to donate it? Letta asked, making Marco nod. ? Yes, I promise, and instructed the guards to tidy everything up. Youre fasting right now, its better for us to go to the room and rest. Weve been walking around a lot since earlier, Marco said, pulling Lettas shoulder, who finally slowly walked alongside Marco, asionally ncing at the items now being taken over by Marcos guards. What should I do Marco then turned to Letta, who had just emerged from the prepared dressing room, wearing her night clothes, making Letta finally walk towards Marco, who was indeed on the side of the bed. Are you going to rest right away? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Throughout the day, Letta had indeed walked a lot in the shopping center, making her legs sore and her body tired, even now her eyes were starting to feel heavy. Letta then approached Marco and sat right at the edge of the bed, while Marco handed her a pill that made Letta furrow her brow. What is this medicine? Letta asked, making Marco look at the pill in his hand that Letta hadnt taken yet. I got the results from the check-up earlier, and the doctor advised taking this vitamin asionally, Marco said, making Letta take the pill without any suspicion and swallow it. Now, after that, you should rest immediately, Marco said again, making Letta nod her head. She did intend to sleep right away. Letta immediatelyy down, assisted by Marco. Where are you going yourself? Letta asked, when she saw Marco, who was still changing into his night clothes. I still have to take care of some work with Pedro. You just go to sleep first. I promise I wont be long, Marco said, making Letta immediately grasp her husbands wrist. Stay with me before you go. Wait until Im really asleep, Letta said, making Marco smile. This habit of his wifes was always like this. Letta always wanted to be apanied to sleep and didnt want to be left alone, making Marco finally sit back beside her and nod his head. Yes, I promise not to go anywhere until you fall asleep, Marco said, which finally made Letta nod her head. Letta immediately tried to close her eyes because she was really exhausted. Even Marco didnt wait long, as soon as Letta appeared to be sound asleep with regr breathing, Marco finally pulled the nket to cover his wifes body and gave her a goodnight kiss. Before getting up from his seat, Marco immediately walked out of the room, where Pedro was already waiting in his office. Marco went to another room on the same floor. There, Pedro was seen sitting and watching the t screen in front of him. Hows it going? Marco asked, sitting in front of him. Have you found out who deliberately sent the items to my wife? Marco asked, making Pedro stop his hand movements and return the gaze to his superior. For now, I still havent been able to get information about who sent the flowers and those items, but I have instructed some people to track it, as well as the courier who delivered the package, Pedro said, leaving Marco silent. Who could be ying with me? One person thates to mind right now is Jacob. Could it be him? Marco said again, his suspicion currently focused on Jacob. He only had issues with his beloved cousin. Its possible, Sir. But what could be your cousins motive for sending all those items to Mrs. Letta? Pedro said, making Marco fall silent. Marco was reminded of their dinner. Wasnt it during that time that Jacob was openly seen approaching Letta, although now if asked about the incident, Letta wouldnt remember a Jacob. If its really him, we have to take care of it immediately. I dont even want them to meet each other, because Letta definitely wouldnt recognize that man. I want to know how far hes willing to disturb me if its really him, Marco said again, making Pedro nod. After that, Pedro continued his hand movements, working on some reports that he had to report to Marco about all the activities in Chicago. Also, I forgot, Sir, that a few days ago, Miss Lusi came to the club. She consumed several bottles of drinks, which, as you said, she was given VVIP facilities, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Who did shee with? Marco asked. She came alone, Sir, Pedro answered, making Marco furrow his brow again. What about her father, Mr. Adam? Has he returned from Singapore? Marco asked again. It seems so. And for tomorrow, it seems you have to meet with him, Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow. With Mr. Adam? Marco asked, making Pedro shake his head. No, but with Miss Lusi, because since a few days ago, Miss Lusi has officially been appointed as the representative of Mr. Adam in thepany. It seems Mr. Adam has pulled his daughter to be involved in thepany as the heir to all his assets, Pedro said, making Marco suspect that Mr. Adam indeed had only one child, and that was Lusi. So I have to meet her. What do they want to discuss? Marco asked, making Pedro start showing the schedule for the meeting. They want to discuss the continuation of the cooperation between us, and its tomorrow during lunchtime, Pedro said again, leaving Marco silent. Cancel it, Marco said, making Pedro immediately look at Marco with a questioning gaze. But you dont have any other scheduled appointments for tomorrow, Pedro said. Tomorrow I have to apany Letta somewhere. Ive promised her, Marco said, making Pedro finally nod, as he knew he couldnt change his masters schedule if it involved his wife.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Then take care of the rest, especially about the sender of those items. I have to go back to the room because I cant leave Letta for too long, Marco said, making Pedro nod. As usual, Marco would return to the room, and Pedro would definitely get to work before eventually going home. Marco extended his hand, looking at Letta who had changed her sleeping position. She was now sleeping on her side, prompting Marco to choose to clean himself first before changing into his night clothes. Marco immediately followed Letta onto the bed, observing his sleeping wife. For a moment, Marco fell silent, looking at every inch of Lettas face. Marco didnt know that his destiny with Letta woulde to this, all from a one-night incident that became prolonged, making Marco unable to let go. Marco then took a deep breath of Lettas scent. I really cant let go of her, thought Marco. Marco could even let go of Arabe just like that to keep Letta, truly surprising himself. Marco then withdrew his hand, caressing Lettas face, causing Letta to furrow her brow in her sleep. Before his caress stopped right at the corner of Lettas lips, Marco always wanted to keep tasting those lips, even though Letta was currently asleep. This prompted Marco to lean in, before stealing a kiss from his wife, making Marco unaware of what he was doing at the moment. I really cant let you go. I dont know what will happen to me if I dont have you back, Marco said, beginning to recall how Letta had fled and left him. Marco was still unable to remain calm now, unsure if the future would be the same, as Marco didnt know how long Letta could endure to forget all the events that had happened to her in the past. How can I get rid of it? Im afraid that someday God will punish me and bring back all your memories. What should I do? Marco said again, as if truly not wanting that to happen, until his movement stopped when a message came to his phone, causing Marco to look at it immediately. After that, he furrowed his brow. There was an unknown number that sent a short message that surprised Marco. The words of the text immediately prompted Marco to call that number. However, the number couldnt be reached, making Marco curious if the person who sent the items also sent that message. Fortunately, Marco had not given Letta ess to his phone yet; otherwise, he would easily contact Letta Do you want to swim? Letta slowly blinked as the sunlight disturbed her sleep. She nced around the room. Of course, she was in the spacious bedroom she upied every day. What confused Letta was not finding Marco around. Usually, when she woke up, Marco would always be right by her side. Whether they both just woke up or he was already dressed for work, he would be there. But this time, the room was truly empty, so Letta finally sat up. She looked at the clock on the nightstand, which showed 6:00 in the morning. Letta got out of bed and decided to wash her face first because she had to find Marco immediately. Waking up without her husband felt a little strange to Letta. Without cleaning herself, Letta left her room and crossed paths with one of the servants who was cleaning around her room. Have you seen Marco? Letta asked, making the servant look around. I saw the Master in the gym earlier, the servant said, prompting Letta to nod. She continued walking while gently caressing her round belly, exchanging smiles with some of the servants she passed by, before heading to the gym where Marco was supposed to be. However, Letta once again didnt find her husband in the room. It looked empty, with only neatly arranged exercise equipment. Has he finished working out? Letta murmured, then turned back. The size of the house made it a little difficult for Letta to find her husband, as Marco could be in another corner of the house. Finally, Letta decided to head towards the garden, where there was a swimming pool. Weing the morning sun seemed like a good idea. Perhaps Marco was exercising outside, Letta thought, slowly making her way to the garden. Once again, Lettas steps stopped when she heard the sound of sshing water not far from her. She squinted as she saw someone swimming in the pool. Letta still couldnt see who that person was. However, she was sure that it was none other than her husband, as it was unlikely that any servant or guard would dare to swim in the pool reserved for them. Eventually, Lettas smile widened as she saw Marco emerge from the waters surface. Likewise, Marco greeted Letta with a broad smile. Are you awake? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Be careful, dont walk too close to the edge, it might be slippery, Marco said as Letta approached. Letta chose to walk on the grass next to the swimming pool. I was looking for you in the gym earlier, Letta said softly, making Marco wipe his face as the droplets from his hair obstructed his view. Yes, I went swimming after exercising. Why? Marco asked, reaching out to help Letta sit by the pool, being very careful. Letta immediately dipped her feet into the cold water. I was looking for you when I woke up because youre usually by my side. But the big room felt empty earlier, Letta said, making Marco smile gently at her. Im sorry. Dont you usually take an extra hour to get out of bed? And isnt it still too early? Marco replied, making Letta nod. Yes, I thought so too. I dont know, I felt like I had a very sound sleepst night, Letta said again, making Marco fall silent. Perhaps it was because of the effect of the medicine he gave her, Marco thought. They fell into silence. Letta observed her handsome husband, his face glistening with the fresh water, and she couldnt help but smile. Marco seemed to realize that his wife was looking at him intently. Why, is there something strange on my face? Marco asked, and Letta shook her head. No, its just that you look handsome, Letta said, making Marco grin. Did my wife really sleep soundlyst night? Why is she praising her husband so early in the morning? Marco said, and Letta shook her head. Im serious, cant I praise my own husband? Letta asked, making Marco smile in response. No, its just that you rarely praise me, Marco said, making Letta fall silent again. She eventually reached out and caressed her husbands strong jaw. So from now on, I should praise you more often. Yes, I will do that, Letta said, making Marco pause his hand movement, then kiss the palm of her hand. If you keep being sweet like this, I might just lock you up and take you wherever I go, Marco said, making Letta smile.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Thats okay, in fact, thats my main goal. I dont want to be far from you, Letta said, making Marco somehow fall silent. Marco didnt know if all this was real. Whether everything Letta said was truly what she felt. Why? Letta asked, noticing Marcos silence. Do you like me? Marco suddenly asked, causing Letta to stop her smile. What kind of question is that? Of course, I like my own husband. Didnt we get married because we liked each other? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent before nodding his head. It seemed that Marco was too entangled with Lettas forgotten past. Why? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. No, its just that this morning my wife praised me too much. Im afraid she might ask for something that I cant grant, Marco said, making Letta smile again. No, its not like that. I just want to praise you. I rarely see you swimming like this, Letta said again, making Marco finally reach out, gently embracing Lettas waist, before kissing her pregnant belly. Look, this early morning your mother has made mepletely defenseless, Marco said, as if he were talking to the fetus in Lettas womb, making Letta reach out, gently stroking Marcos hair. Im afraid that shes being nice like this, maybe shell ask for something I cant grant, Marco said again, making Letta finally reach out and pinch both of her husbands cheeks. I wont ask for anything. I just want you to stay by my side, thats all. Is that too much? Letta asked, making Marco look up, catching Lettas gaze as she sat in front of him, while he was still immersed up to his chest in the pool. No, thats a very easy thing. Even without you asking, Ill still be by your side, Marco said. Do you promise? Letta asked, making Marco nod again. Yes, of course. Whatever happens, even if you ask me to leave your life, I will still be by your side, no matter how much you resent me, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. I could never hate you. Why should I hate you? Letta said again, making Marco fall silent once more. Yes, youre right, youll never hate your husband, and I will make sure of it, Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta then looked around, feeling the warm sun on her skin, and she could only tilt her head back, enjoying the warmth. Until Marco reached out and caressed the side of Lettas face. Do you want to swim? Marco asked, making Letta look around again at the expansive pool in front of her, unsure if she could swim or not. Stop teasing me2 Letta then looked at the swimming pool in front of her and shook her head. Im not sure, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Why would I hold you? Isnt it also good for your pregnancy? Marco said, making Letta look at her round belly. Really? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. Dont worry, I wont just let you go if you cant swim, Marco said, making Letta fall silent for some reason. Marco was also startled, as memories of the past suddenly shed in his mind. A while ago, Marco didnt think that he had ever invited Letta to swim together, but with a different incident. But if you dont want to, I wont force you, Marco said, making Letta smile instead. I trust you, so hold me tight, okay? Letta said, making Marco slightly startled. Of course, Ill always hold you, Marco said again. Letta then took off the nightgown she was wearing, making Marco fall silent as he watched his wifes body now only d in the thin garment in front of him, before Marco held her tightly as Letta began to descend into the pool, causing Letta to scream and immediately hug Marco tightly. Marco just smiled at Lettas adorable behavior. The water is so cold, Letta said, making Marco smile at his wifes frightened face. Not too cold, Marco said, making Letta look around. Whats next after this? Letta asked again.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Let go of the hug first, just hold on to me, then move your legs, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. What if I drown? Letta asked again. No, I will hold you like this, so trust me. Now, let go of your embrace first, Marco said, making Letta slowly and hesitantly begin to release her embrace. Never let go, okay? Letta said again, making Marco nod, until Letta was just holding onto Marco. Slowly, her body began to float, and she asionally moved her legs. How is it? Can you do it? Marco asked, making Letta nod slowly. Dont pull me. Just stay like this and dont go far. Im scared, Letta said again, making Marco just smile. How about it,fortable, isnt it? Marco asked again, making Letta nod. They then fell silent, swimming under the morning sun in the swimming pool, making Letta feel that this situation was indeed good for her. Will I have to exercise frequently in the future? Letta asked, causing Marco to nod his head. Of course, yes. That is, if you dont want your weight to keep increasing. Look, Marco said, making Letta immediately gaze at herself. Has my weight really increased a lot? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head, causing Letta to feel quite irritated for some reason. Its normal, because theres someone else inside my belly. So its natural for my weight to increase, Letta said, seemingly not wanting to be called even heavier. But its not just your belly thats getting bigger. Look at your cheeks, your arms, and other sides, Marco said, seemingly starting to tease his wife. Does it look bad? Letta asked, beginning to examine her husbands opinion. Not too bad, just that Marco paused, continuing to observe Letta. Just that what, not attractive? Then, what if I really get fatter? And after giving birth, what if my body doesnt return to its previous shape? Will you be disappointed? Letta asked, making Marco seem to ponder, and it was then that Letta started to feel annoyed and sshed water at her husband with one hand. Take me to the edge of the pool. Ive had enough swimming. I want to rest, Letta said with her sulky face, making Marco look satisfied instead. If you get out now, its only a few calories burned. Not enough to get your body back to normal, Marco said, seeming not satisfied with teasing his wife yet. I dont need to burn my calories. I need calories for this baby. So lets finish swimming, Letta said, once again making Marco finallyugh. Is it funny to tease me like this? Letta asked again, making Marco unable to hold back hisughter while looking at his wifes annoyed face. No, Im just kidding. Come on, how could it be that just because your body has changed, you dont look attractive? In fact, it makes me unable to resist, Marco said, finally embracing Lettas waist even tighter. Dont get closer to me. Its better to take me to the edge of the pool quickly. I want to clean myself, Letta said, slightly pushing Marco. If you push me, youll really let go. Can you swim to the edge of the pool alone? Marco asked again, making Letta finally angrily hit her husbands chest. Youre so mean, Letta said, making Marcough. Im serious, I dont mind your weight condition. Even after giving birth, you will still remain in this shape, Marco said. After that, he brought his face close to Lettas. It actually makes you look even hotter, Marco said, making Letta instantly feel her face heating up. Perhaps, if it could be described, smoke would definitelye out of both of her ears hearing her husbands whisper. Stop teasing me. Why are you so annoying this morning? Letta said, making Marco bury his face in the crook of her neck. Whos teasing you? I always find it difficult when were this close. Why dont you feel it? Marco said, leaving Letta speechless as she felt Marcos breath blowing on her neck. Stop fooling around. Were in the swimming pool. What if I might drown or something? Letta said, making Marco finally look at his wifes face. Of course, I wont let you drown or anything like that. Trust me. And ying around in the swimming pool doesnt seem so bad, Marco suddenly said, making Letta widen her eyes. Dont think of anything strange. Its better if we get out now, and I need to change my clothes quickly. Its starting to feel cold, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Just one kiss, I promise, Marco said, knowing very well that Letta wouldnt agree. This is outdoors. What if someone sees us? There are guards and our servants out there, Letta said, making Marco shrug nonchntly. Who cares? Besides, they wont tantly watch us. Theyll just nce and then not care about what were doing, Marco said, making Letta seem to contemte that. Still, I dont want to do anything peculiar, Letta said. Were not doing anything peculiar. Were just doing what we can do, Marco said, as Letta was about to respond to his words. Suddenly, Marco pressed their lips together, catching Letta off guard. How deeply her husband pressed against her neck, and Letta hadnt even had a chance to take a breath. But Marco seemed to give her no chance at all. Letta could feel how Marco slipped his tongue through her lips, making Letta wrap her arms around his body, not wanting to fall victim to her husbands caresses, and risking any idents or whatever could happen in the swimming pool, especially since she couldnt swim. Letta thought to herself. Like my muscles? Letta didnt know what she was doing as she and Marco were now in their bedroom bathroom. Even Letta ignored the embarrassment she had previously thought of when Marco took her, drenched from the swimming pool, to their room. Although Letta knew that some guards and servants passed by, only lowering their faces and not openly staring, if Letta were still conscious, she would surely be very embarrassed. But at that moment, Letta really wasnt thinking about anything. She just kept receiving Marcos caresses, even when climbing the stairs, Letta could only feel his steps making her embrace even stronger. However, Marco seemed unwilling to release the connection of their lips, and he immediately took them into the bathroom. Marco then lowered Letta slowly when they were inside the bathroom, and without saying a word, Marco helped Letta strip off all the clothes she still had on, allowing Marco to see her clearly exposed round belly. Not only that, Lettas fuller figure, which Marco had previously mentioned, looked very enticing, making Marco not only praise his wifes physical condition. Despite Lettas increased weight, it only made Marco unable to control himself. Dont look at me like that, Letta said, making Marco finally smile. Why? Ive seen it all anyway. Oh, right, Ill prepare some warm water first with aromatherapy and plenty of foam, you like that, dont you? Marco asked, making Letta just nod, watching Marcos movements as he started the warm water that now filled the bathtub, spreading the scent of aromatherapy and the abundant bath foam, before slowly helping Letta get into the tub, submerging her innocent body in the bathtub, while Marco just stood by the tub, observing Letta looking at him. Why? Is something wrong? Or perhaps youre really thinking about my weight gain? Letta asked again, making Marco just smile. Not like that. I truly havent thought about it at all. In fact, Im mesmerized and unable to resist just by looking at your innocent body, Marco said, making Letta feel like there was a steam engine whistle in both her ears. It felt like they were burning when Marco openly expressed all his feelings, making Letta finally choose to avert her gaze. Letta chose to y with the foam covering her body, until she slightly widened her eyes when suddenly Marco also took off the pants he was wearing and joined her in the bathtub. Look, the foam is decreasing, Letta said, as the water in the bathtub overflowed, making Marco just smile while continuing to turn on the warm water tap. Its okay, Marco said casually, making Letta gaze behind, where Marco was now right behind her body, making Letta bite her lower lip as she felt something pressing between her back, and of course, it was her husbands, who then gently stroked Lettas hair. Do you want to use shampoo? Marco asked, making Letta nod as Marco began to take the shampoo Letta usually used and gently massaged her head. This made Letta even close her eyes and lean on Marcos body as he continued to y with the shampoo foam in her hair. I love the scent, Marco said, making Letta smile. Then why dont you use the same shampoo as me? Letta asked, because as far as Letta knew, the bathroom supplies between herself and Marco were very different, making Marco just smile. Im afraid that people at the office and other guards might be mesmerized by my scent, simr to yours. I cant allow that. I prefer it to be more distinct, Marco said with a smile. I actually love your scent, but I might not necessarily like your scent on someone else. You know, when that fragrance touches your skin, it feels like something is influenced by it, and thats unique to you, Letta said again, making Marco nod. Of course, Marco understood what Letta meant, as Lettas scent was very distinctive to him as well. Marco then rinsed Lettas hair, which now even looked longer than before, until all the foam disappeared from her long hair, revealing Lettas back clearly. I love every inch of your body, Marco said again, making Letta just smile. Really? Is that also like a flirt and a sweet talk? Letta asked, making Marco seem to ignore her and instead lower his face to kiss Lettas shoulder down to the nape of her neck. Yes, consider it like that, Marco whispered right behind Lettas ear, making Letta feel Marco starting to y with her skin, feeling every inch of her body, from her back, down to her wrist, and now Marco hugged her from behind, caressing her round belly. Is she sleeping? Marco asked, making Letta, who was now closing her eyes while leaning on her husbands broad chest, just nod. Yes, it seems so, Letta replied. Then what do you think shes always doing in there, besides sleeping? Marco asked, still gently caressing her, making Letta smile. Who knows, I dont know. Sometimes it feels like kicking, sometimes it feels like elbowing, Letta said, making Marco even more impatient for the arrival of their little one. How much longer until we meet him? Marco asked, making Letta smile as she also caressed her belly. About 4 more months, Letta said, making Marco feel a warm sensation spreading in his heart for some reason.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. I hope everything will be fine, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Of course, everything will be fine. I wont let anything bad happen to you and our baby, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, I trust you, Letta said, making Marco suddenly lift Lettas waist, causing Letta to scream as she now sat facing Marco, sitting in hisp. You surprised me. Didnt you say that youve gained weight? How could you always lift me as you please? Letta said, making Marco justugh. Thats because even though you look heavier, to me, you still feel light, Marco said, making Letta poke him in annoyance. Is it because of these muscles? Letta asked, reaching out her hand to stroke the muscles that now looked perfect on Marcos body. Do you like them? Marco asked, making Letta look into his eyes, which were now close to hers. Like what? Letta asked in return. Like my muscles? Marco asked again, making Letta nod. Yes, they look perfect on your body. I like them, and Ive always been curious. Are they really this firm? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. You can touch them, anywhere you like, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, before slipping her fingers onto Marcos broad chest, feeling how the muscles looked truly beautiful. After that, her fingers went down to his abdomen, which looked like a perfectly sculpted box, making Marco smile. That means youre really teasing me. Youre teasing something down there, Marco said, seemingly deliberately urging Letta to touch, making Letta widen her eyes as she felt a tightening sensation between her thighs. Youre teasing me, on purpose, Letta said yfully, making Marco justugh. So you get used to it Until finally, Letta could feel when slowly Marco began to push his core onto Lettas core, making Letta grip Marcos shoulders tightly. Are you okay? Marco asked, making Letta just nod slowly while closing her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Marcos core gradually bing a part of hers. Letta tried to normalize her breath first, making Marco wait. Whether his wife had calmed down or not, Marco stroked Lettas face gently, making Letta return the tender gaze of her husbands sharp eyes that always looked at her gently. Letta, now in Marcosp, began to try to move her body slowly, as did Marco, who tried to help his wife. Marco could feel how his core, gripped tightly by Letta, made Marco also groan with restraint, while Letta began to have difficulty normalizing her breath. If you feel ufortable, just tell me. We can move somewhere else, Marco said, making Letta just nod her head. For now, Im stillfortable, Letta replied, as water could be seen flowing out of the bathtub with the sound of their movements inside. Marco then chose to stroke Lettas back, slipping his fingers into the nape of Lettas neck. After that, they kissed again, trying to distract Letta, who was now moving above him. Letta then embraced Marco, allowing him to feel every inch of his skin directly touching Lettas skin gently. Until finally, Letta identally bit Marcos lower lip, causing Letta to open her eyes. Does it hurt? Im sorry, it was unintentional. Its a reflex when theres something suffocating down there, Letta said, making Marco just smile. No need to say that. Youre free to bite me or torture me or whatever. Right now, I understand how you feel. So, never hold back, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, before finally smiling. Until finally, when Letta had been on top of Marco for a while, Marco suddenly lifted Letta out of the bathtub. Be careful, its slippery. Am I too heavy? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. When his wife hugged him like a little child afraid of falling. Not only your belly has grown, but your body still feels light, Marco said, then he carried Letta out of the bathroom after trying to grab a towel to dry their bodies. Slowly, Marco began toy Letta down on the bed.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Were not done cleaning ourselves, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No need. Too clean, we already swam earlier. Dont stay in the bathroom too long. Im afraid our baby will catch a cold, Marco said with a smile, until finally, Marco released the towel he had previously worn, making Letta widen her eyes as she saw how clearly Marcos member was in front of her. Letta could only turn her face away, blushing, and it looked very cute in front of Marco. Why are you turning your face away? Dont you like seeing this? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, its just that Im not used to it yet, Letta replied. Finally, Marco crawled up onto his wifes body, kissing her round belly slowly. After that, he moved up and now began to kiss both of Lettas sensitive sides, making Letta arch her back again, feeling a small tingle spread through her body. From now on, you have to get used to it, because we might do it more often, Marco said, making Letta nod again. When Marco didnt give Letta any chance to let out a possibly trembling voice, when something tickling her stomach began to feel suffocating. Letta could only press on Marcos nape to deepen his suction. When both of her sensitive sides felt harder, so did Marco, who felt that the change in his wife was not only in her body shape, but in every sensitive side of Letta that had doubled, as it was now in the palm of his hand, looking round and taut as he imagined, and that made Marco truly thirsty for everything that was in his wife. Until finally, Marco released his teasing and straightened his body, allowing Letta to see how erect Marcos core was. Ill try again, if its ufortable, tell me, Marco said, making Letta nod. When Marco spread his legs wide open, then slowly began to attach his core to Lettas core, making Letta truly feel as if her body was burning right then and there. There was a very pleasant shiver that Letta felt, especially when Marco started to push her slowly. There was a slight difort, but after his had entered perfectly, Letta felt as if she didnt want to pull away. Marco began to try to move her slowly and gently while looking at Lettas curves, who chose to close her eyes, enjoying every movement that Marco gave. Marco didnt want to be carried away by his fiery desire. He wanted to treat Letta gently and unhurriedly. Like this, Marco wanted Letta to enjoy anything he did. Letta, Marco said, making Letta open her eyes again, looking at her husband who was now moving on top of her, making Marco finally bow down, leaning on both his arms, kissing the nape of Lettas neck. Letta could only grip Marcos hair tightly, maybe even leaving some scratches on his back. Letta seemed to not care about what she left on her husbands body, as she began to fill her core again, feeling very tight yet pleasurable at the same time. Letta could feel the warm breath from Marco on her neck, then she could feel how his tongue was now ying in that sensitive area, making Letta unable to hold back anymore. Letta tried to control her breath, while continuously calling out Marcos name who was now ying with her. Until finally, when Letta was about to achieve something, suddenly Marco pulled his core, leaving her feeling disappointed. For some reason, Letta felt it immediately. I dont want you to feel the release too quickly without me. We will y slowly and try to rx, Marco said, making Letta pout. For some reason, I feel annoyed when you pull away, Letta said, making Marco chuckle. Thats just how I y. That way, we can feel the sensation that really makes us want more and more. Trust me, Marco said, leaving Letta with no other choice. After all, all these games seemed to be in Marcos hands, Letta thought as she tried to reach for Marcos hand. When Marco helped her sit back against the headboard of the bed, and her back was supported by several pillows, Letta feltfortable. Currently, Letta was sitting, gazing at Marco, seemingly examining every inch of his body. Dont stare at me like that, it makes me ufortable, Letta said, making Marco smile. Am I not allowed to admire my own wifes body? Marco said, making Letta just bow her head while covering her core, before Marco pulled her hand. Why cover it? I already know every inch of my wifes body, so try to get used to it, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. As Marco started to pull her wrist, intertwining their fingers, and kissing her hand gently. Is that so? Have I been like this in front of you often? Letta asked, making Marco pause before nodding. Letta had indeed often appeared like this in front of Marco, but it was because of his insistence. Is that so? Yes, even though its often, for me, its still unusual, Letta said, making Marco finally try to smile again. In that case, it seems we should do it more often, so you get used to it, Marco said, winking, making Letta smile broadly as she was tempted by her husband. Target wasn’t just me Letta could only grip anything next to her as Marco once again bent his body, ying with her core down there. Not with his own core, but with his gentle tongue and fingers that continued to ravage Lettas core, making Letta truly dominate the room with her beautiful moans. It seemed that Marco was truly captivated by the sound of his wifes beautiful moans, calling out his name. Especially when Marco tasted her softly and firmly, making Lettas widely opened knees tremble strongly. Until finally, Marco released his teasing on Lettas core, then straightened his body, positioning himself again to push his core. When he saw that Lettas core was ready to receive him again, Letta arched her body again, as her core was filled by Marcos core. Marco slightlyy Lettas body back and began to move on top, moving slowly before gradually increasing the pace, making their bodies move vigorously. Letta seemed to feel something was about toe out. Rx, its almost there, Marco whispered softly, making Letta seemingly unable to hold back any longer, until finally Letta let out a long sigh, feeling something that also made Marco groan, as his core was tightly gripped by Lettas core. After that, Marco slowed down his movements slightly, as Letta began to try to normalize her breath. How was it? Marco asked, while Letta reached out her hand to stroke the side of his sweaty face. This is truly an extraordinary sensation that makes me not want to stop, Letta said, making Marco smile while continuing to stroke the corner of his wifes lips. Even when you had two releases, I still couldnt bring myself to end it. I tried to hold it back so that I could prolong this with you, Marco said, as Letta was about to answer her husbands question, when Marco instead pulled Letta to connect their lips again. Letta could only return the kiss that Marco gave. Letta could feel Marco starting to caress every inch of her skin, allowing her to feel how Marcos hands were now resting on both of her sensitive sides, giving her a massage. Letta could only continue to hum her beautiful voice, calling out Marcos name. Marco then unraveled his kiss, moved to Lettas slender neck, and then tasted it strongly just behind her ear, making Letta feel like screaming right then and there.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Marco always managed to reignite what he needed to feel, even though he had just experienced it a few moments ago. Until finally, Marco tried to start again, seeing how Lettas core looked flushed in front of him, looking beautiful and enticing with its glistening allure for them. Marco inserted his core back into Lettas core, making Letta grip onto anything around her. I wont hold it back this time. You must be tired, right? Marco said, making Letta nod. Marco finally started moving on top again, with Letta already starting to run out of energy. Where Marco continued without getting his release. However, this time, when Letta could feel how Marco was moving quickly, his jaw tightening, his beautiful suppressed groans, Letta was sure that her husband would definitely get what he had been holding back. Letta was slightly surprised when suddenly Marco pulled her to sit on hisp, but with her still moving, Letta could only bnce the movements that Marco gave, and the next moment Marco thrust deep enough, making Letta get what once again made her whole body tremble, with their moans echoing each other, making Marco only taste Lettas sensitive sides strongly, until finally Letta could only embrace Marcos body weakly, their sweat drenched them, as if sticking perfectly. Marco then reached out, seeing Lettas face covered by her hair, and kissed her cheek. Letta could only regte her breath. Letta then leaned back, watching Marco withdraw his core from Lettas core, proving the fluid that now filled his wifes core. Are you tired? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Marco then looked at the clock, which had just struck 9 in the morning. They were truly like they had exercised for a whole day. In that case, rest, Marco said, making Letta immediately look at her husband. Where are you going? Letta asked. I have to clean up first, because it seems like Pedro will be here soon, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a sulky expression. Wait for me first. Wait, Im trying to regte my breath. I also need to clean myself, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. You dont have to, Ive already cleaned it. Rest, go to sleep first. Later, after lunchtime, I will wake you up, Marco said, making Letta finally sigh. Somehow, feeling the gentle touch from her husband, Letta felt herself quickly drawn into her dreams. Meanwhile, Marco only pulled the corner of his lips when he saw his wifes regr breathing. Marco then pulled the nket to cover Lettas naked body, and for some reason, he felt like he could go through his day just by looking at Lettas peaceful face and smile. Marco then walked back into the bathroom, cleaning his entire body from the sweat that clung to him, drenching himself with cold water, before he prepared to put on his characteristic clothes when Pedro was waiting for him in the office. There was a lot that Marco needed to discuss with his subordinate. Before Marco left the room, he nced at Letta who was still sound asleep before continuing his steps. Marco looked at Pedro, who was now sitting in the chair in his office. What information did I get? Marco asked, now sitting directly in front of Pedro. It turns out that the license te of the car was fake, and the car was found in one of the car disposal sites, Pedro said, making Marco clench his jaw. It seemed that the person following him was really ying games with him. Then, what else? Marco asked again. Everything seemed to be deliberately erased. You cant search and continue the investigation with the car wreck that is no longer recognizable. Its as if the car was deliberately destroyed. The pale white marks on it made Marco clench his fist. Anyway, try to find out who the owner of that car is. Im sure the target wasnt just me, because Letta was also in the car, right? And it seems they know that I have already taken Letta to the hospital, and its highly likely that they have started to investigate our current condition, Marco said, making Pedro nod his head. Do I need to investigate the search with Jacob? Pedro asked, making Marco fall silent. Actually, Marco also harbored strong suspicions about his cousin. But for now, Jacob seemed to be calm. He didnt even cause trouble thest time Marco reprimanded him. Lets just keep an eye on him from a distance. We cant guess that hes just using his puppets to orchestrate all his ns and hes just sitting calmly, Marco said, making Pedro finally nod his head. In that case, I will continue my work, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Today, Marco would only monitor all his work at home. He would apany Letta all day at home, keeping the promise he had made to her. And it wasnt difficult for Marco, as he was skilled in choosing whom to trust and whom to discard. Impossible to leave Letta Marco then turned his attention to Edward, who had entered the room and was now sitting casually in the middle of the room, as if he owned the ce. Although this had been his fathers room before, Marco slightly disliked his fathers rxed attitude. So, whats the purpose of Daddying to my office? Marco asked, making Edward nce briefly at his son before picking up the bottle of drink in front of him, pouring it into a small cup, and taking a sip. Come on, my dear Daddy has just sat down, and youre already bombarding me with questions like that. Let me savor this drink a few more times, Edward said, making Marco snort in annoyance before refocusing on the t screen in front of him. For a while, they remained silent until Marcos movement stopped again when Edward suddenly spoke up. For the next week, you have to be in Chicago, Edward said, making Marco look at his father. I have instructed my trusted people to monitor the project there. So, theres no need to send me there. Ill handle everything. So, Daddy just needs to sit back and watch how Jovanka spreads her wings even wider, Marco said, making Edward shake his head. This isnt about your project, but its about our next tender. We have to dominate all the markets in Chicago, and this is our opportunity, Edward said with a triumphant smile, as if this opportunity had been long awaited. What do you mean, Daddy? Marco asked again. We have to take over all the bars, nightclubs, casinos, and some other entertainment venues that seem to be shaking from their original owners, Edward said, making Marco finally start to be interested in the conversation. And my purpose of going there is? Marco asked again. You will be the one to take it. Daddy has prepared everything. We can go in and win over the others. You know taking over suchpanies will be very profitable. Especially since its all legal. We wont get caught up in anything, and its not ck business, Edward said, making Marco begin to consider whether he really had to fly to Chicago to take over the markets in that country. What about Las Vegas? Marco asked. Thats Daddys business. Right now, you just need to go there, and people will just think youre going to see my project in Chicago, without knowing that you will be taking over all the markets there, Edward said again, making Marco think. It wasnt a bad idea, but as soon as he felt that it was an idea he couldnt refuse, thoughts of Letta immediately crossed his mind. Of course, Marco couldnt just leave Letta like that, especially for a week, and that was just an estimate. It could be longer, he thought.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. What about my wife? Marco asked, making Edward raise both hands. Come on, you still have both parents. Letta can still be monitored, she can stay at Daddy and Mommys house, Edward said, making Marco shake his head. Daddy knows, right, that Letta and Mommys rtionship is still not good? They havent even met each other, even though Letta has asked to meet with you a few times. But I still cant allow it, I know what will happen if they meet. I dont want to destroy all my efforts that started from scratch, Marco said, making Edward nod his head. In that case, Daddy will monitor her. Daddy will take care of all the guarding for Letta, so you dont have to worry, Edward said. However, Marco still couldnt trust anyone but himself to take care of Letta. Alright, then Ill think about it before deciding whether to really fly to Chicago or not, Marco said, making Edward fall silent as he looked at his son. It turns out his son had really changed a lot, he even thought twice about going to Chicago just because of Lettas condition. It seemed that his son was truly caught up in what they called love, Edward thought, finally getting up from his seat. Alright, then Daddy will wait for your decision. If not, Ill go to Chicago myself. You know, if I go, everyone will know that Im starting to move, and it will be very suspicious. But if you move, everyone will surely be surprised by the results you get, without any resistance and without any rejection, Edward said, making Marco fall silent as he looked at his fathers back leaving the room, before finally rubbing his face roughly. Of course, an opportunity like this couldnt be left by Marco. Dominating the markets with highly profitable nightlife businesses in Chicago was something Marco really wanted to master. The name Jovanka, which would continue to grow, made Marco seem to be obsessed with something he hadnt yet achieved, not only because of his busyness, but because there was no opening for him to enter. However, now Edward had shown him that opening, and it wasnt difficult for Marco to prate it. But what bothered Marco was himself. It was impossible to leave Letta in this condition. First, Letta was indeed pregnant. Second, Marco still hadnt found the person who was intentionally tailing them. Whether that person was really after Marco or after Letta, it didnt matter to Marco. If that person was only after him, it wouldnt matter to follow him to Chicago. But what made Marco afraid was someone who was after Letta to get to him. That was what made Marco get up from his seat, making Pedro, who was outside, enter when Marco called him. Handle everything, I want to get information about the stalkers car. Whatever happens, and for now, cancel my meeting with Mr. Adam. I have to go home immediately, Marco said, making Pedro nod his head. Pedro would rearrange all his schedules and give them to Marcos secretary. Meanwhile, Marco immediately got into his car, driving it slowly, without a chauffeur to drive him. Marco had to talk to Letta about it and think about it with a cool head. It only took a few minutes for Marco to park his sports car in front of their luxurious house. But what made Marco stop in his tracks was when Letta was in the main room of their house, with a white dress hugging her body. Where are you going? Marco asked, making Letta look at her appearance. No, Im just walking around the house, Letta answered, making Marco walk over, then gently kiss Lettas cheek. Why do you seem rushed? Letta asked again, making Marco smile. Marco reached out, pulling the strands of hair that were covering Lettas face. I just want toe home because I miss you, Marco said, making Letta yfully pinch her husbands firm belly. Come on, its still too early for you to tease me, Letta said, which only made Marco smile. Marco then embraced Lettas shoulders, and they walked together slowly. Where do you want to go after this? Marco asked, making Letta try to think. They had walked to the garden surrounding the house, and after that, Letta looked up. Theres one ce I havent visited in this house, Letta said, making Marco look at her. Where, the library? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, you know, the servants room. After that, theres a small corridor, theres a wooden door there, and next to it, theres another door, it seems like a small room. Cant I go there? Letta asked, making Marcos heart beat rapidly when Letta mentioned the forbidden corridor for him. Come with me? Letta gazed at Marco, who remained silent as if lost in thought, prompting Letta to eventually reach out and stroke her husbands arm, causing Marco to slightly startle. Are you daydreaming? Letta asked, enjoying the moment with her husband. No, did you ask something earlier? Marco inquired, prompting Letta to nod. Yes, I was asking about the rooms in the back corridor, Letta said, causing Marco to finally nod in response. You dont need to go there. Its just some unused rooms and a warehouse. There are only old items there, nothing interesting, Marco exined, to which Letta nodded in agreement. A few days prior, Letta had halted her steps while heading towards the library. Passing by the servants quarters, she noticed a hallway leading to the back building. However, when she attempted to step in, Desi suddenly mentioned that there were only a few servant rooms. Thats why Letta had chosen to inquire directly with Marco. Why are you thinking about that hallway? Are you sure you want to go there? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, Im just curious, Letta replied. In a house thisrge, there are plenty of rooms that might interest you. The library, the mini theater, a small bar, the gym, and more. You can enjoy whatever you want, Marco said, pulling Lettas shoulder and leading her up the stairs to their room, to which Letta simply nodded. Yes, this house is even too big for me to explore every day, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then reached out, caressing Lettas visibly round belly. At 25 weeks pregnant, Lettas pregnancy had kept Marcos heart pounding each week as he counted the weeks of her pregnancy. Is she asleep? Marco asked, making Letta smile and nod. Yes, it seems so, Letta replied. They finally arrived in their room, where Marco immediately took off his jacket, while Letta sat on the round sofa near the bed. The hanging sofa allowed Letta to lean backfortably as she watched her husbands movements. Marco, who had been nced at by Letta, briefly nced back at her. Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something strange? Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. No, I just always want to see you like this because from morning till night, sometimes you spend time at the office. So when youre home, I want to fully gaze at my husband, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing his broad chest, before walking closer to Letta. I apologize for not being able to be at home more often due to the demands of work, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Its okay, I understand. Its just that sometimes I feel lonely in this big house, Letta said. But soon youll have apanion, right? Marco said, reaching out his hand, making Letta smile. Yes, soon she would be apanied by their little angel. I want our child to have your face, Marco said, making Letta stop her hand movements. She then looked up at her husband. Why? Letta asked again. Wouldnt it be delightful to see someone like you in a smaller version? Marco said, making Letta smile.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. On the contrary, I want our daughter to resemble her father. She will surely have a very handsome face, Letta said, making Marco smile. Really? So, am I really handsome? Marco asked, starting to bend his knees and leaning his face on Lettasp, to which Letta nodded. Letta then reached out, following the contours of her husbands face. Thick ck eyebrows, sharp-looking eyes, a high nose, everything looks perfect, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then took Lettas palm and kissed it. What if thebination of us makes her look beautiful with beautiful eyes like yours? Marco said, making Letta smile. Marco then reached out, caressing the side of Lettas face before slightly straightening up, pressing their lips together, causing Letta to close her eyes, feeling the warmth spreading across her lips before Marco eventually released their embrace. I want to say something, Marco said, making Letta nod as she gazed at him with a questioning look. Yes, go ahead, Letta said. In a few days, I have to go on a business trip to Chicago, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. For how long? Letta asked. Im not sure, its unpredictable, it could be sooner orter, Marco said. So, how soon is it in terms of days? Letta asked. About a week, Marco said, causing Letta to immediately wear a gloomy expression. So for a whole week, you wont be by my side, and thats the fastest scenario. What if your business isnt concluded within that one week? Youll likely stay there even longer, right? Letta asked, making Marco nod. What about me? Letta asked, prompting Marco to fall silent before gazing gently at his wife. Do you want toe with me? Marco asked, sparking a glimmer in Lettas eyes. May I? Wouldnt I be a bother? Letta asked, to which Marco shook his head. No, Ive thought it through. I cant bear to leave you alone for so long. Even when I go to the office every day, I always want toe back quickly. Let alone leaving you in this condition for an extended period. Thats why Ive been considering what it would be like to take you to Chicago, Marco exined, causing Letta to nod eagerly. Of course, I want to. I want to go with you. I promise I wont be naughty, Letta said, winking yfully, making Marco chuckle. But theres another option. If you feel ufortable apanying me because Ill be traveling frequently and wont be able to take you everywhere, Daddy suggested that you stay at Daddy and Mommys house temporarily, Marco said, making Letta go silent. Somehow, she suddenly remembered that she had never met Marcos parents. They were suddenly offering her to stay with them. Would Letta feelfortable and at ease among them? Ive never met them before, Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, theyre busy. I also have no intention of leaving you with them. Im just conveying their goodwill. I dont want you to think that they dont care about their daughter-inw. Maybe they dont visit me too often, but they also think about their grandchild in your belly, Marco tried to reason about Edward and Helena, who had never met Letta since the incident. I might feel very awkward suddenly living with them, especially since Ive never met them before. Also, arent they busy too? That means its the same as staying here or staying at your parents house, isnt it? Letta said, making Marco reach out his hand. Thats why I want to take you with me. I was just mentioning another idea that I wouldnt choose either, Marco said, making Letta smile again. So, when are we leaving? Letta asked eagerly. In about 2 days or maybe tomorrow. Sooner is better. I need to prepare everything first, Marco said, making Letta nod. Going with Marco, especially to a ce far from where she currently resided, made Letta very excited. Sean? Marco then slowly helped Letta climb each step towards the ne that would take them to Chicago. As nned earlier, they would be staying in the country for several weeks. Marco smiled as he saw Letta, who had been smiling continuously. You look very excited, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yes, because it feels like my first experience, Letta said, making Marco smile softly. Then, Marco helped Letta sit in a chair made asfortable as possible for her. With the private jet, all the facilities inside were more than adequate. If you want anything, just let me know. Ill be sitting over there, Marco said, gesturing towards a seat not far from him. Pedro and Marcos other assistants were already seated there. It seemed Marco needed to discuss his ns for Chicago with his team, prompting Letta to nod. Yes, dont mind me. Ill do what I want, so go quickly and meet your subordinates. Dont let them think that Im holding you back, Letta said, making Marco smile. I wont. You are my inspiration, Marco replied, making Letta smile. Marco then caressed the side of Lettas face before heading to his seat.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Letta then looked outside, where the ne seemed to be preparing to take off into the night sky. After that, Letta tried to pick up the book she had prepared beforehand to apany her. Not to mention, there were a few games on Marcos phone, making Letta smile. It seemed she had really prepared for this trip. asionally, Letta nced at Marco, who appeared to be speaking seriously with Pedro and a few others, until they could hear that the ne was ready for takeoff. Marco got up from his seat and walked closer to Letta. Marco sat beside Letta, holding her hand. It might shake a little. Im afraid youre not used to it, Marco said, making Letta feel inexplicably warmed by this small attention from her husband. Letta truly felt very happy, to the point where she leaned slightly and kissed Marcos cheek, surprising him a bit. Thank you, Letta said, making Marco respond with a charming smile. As Marco had mentioned, the ne shook slightly during takeoff, making Letta feel something familiar. She wasnt afraid at all and felt ustomed, but Letta still held Marcos hand, making Marco smile. Just a moment, its okay, Marco said, making Letta nod, until the ne was truly soaring through the sky, heading to their destination. Arent you tired? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, Im fine. Maybe, can I ask for some sweet snacks? Letta said, smiling widely at Marco, who returned the smile. Of course, whatever you want, Marco said, then raising his hand to call the stewardess serving them. Marco asked for what his wife desired, and in no time, there were several desserts in front of Letta, making her beam widely. Remember not to eat too much because youll have to rest shortly, Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta immediately spooned the dessert, which melted sweetly in her mouth, making Letta look at Marco with sparkling eyes. Did you also prepare the best chef to make this dessert? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Of course, anything rted to you, I have to prepare very well, Marco said, making Letta smile as she offered a spoonful of the dessert to Marco, who looked at it disinterestedly. Im still full, so youd better finish all the sweet treats yourself, Marco said, making Letta immediately disy a pleading look. Come on, just one spoonful, Letta said, inexplicably delighted to force Marco to eat sweets, even though she knew her husband was very averse to them. One spoonful, okay. No more, Marco said, making Letta nod, until Marco finally epted the spoonful from his wife and consumed it without chewing at all. How is it? Letta asked, looking at him questioningly. Well, as usual, its very, very sweet, Marco said, making Letta sigh in exasperation. Come on, it still has the tanginess of the strawberry and the chocte blends right in. Isnt that an extraordinarybination? Letta said again, making Marco shrug indifferently. Marco then helped Letta to finish the snacks as he suggested, assuring her they would rest afterward. Letta nodded, knowing she would finish everything without being told by her husband. Marco chose to engage in conversation, leaving Letta to spend her time alone after finishing the dessert. Letta began reading a book in herp. Somehow, her eyes began to feel heavy. Perhaps it was because it was alreadyte, and the journey would still be quite long. Unconsciously, Letta began to close her eyes and fell asleep, while Marco was still busy with his conversation. Marco didnt know how long he had been talking with Pedro about all the strategies he would implement in Chicago until he turned and saw his wife fast asleep. Okay, then well do it as soon as we arrive there. I want thorough preparation and to find information that will benefit us, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Marco then got up from his seat, approached Letta, who was sound asleep in a sitting position, shaking his head. Marco then approached and gently caressed Lettas face, which furrowed her brow when her sleep was disturbed. Marco finally held her hand and effortlessly lifted Lettas body, moving her to the back area where there was a space resembling a bedroom inside the ne. Jovankas private jet truly resembled a 5-star hotel inside an aircraft. Slowly, Marcoid Letta down on the bed, tucking her in. Then, Marco gazed at his wifes face. Somehow, Marco never grew tired of just looking at her like this, until a jolt made him look around. Marco nced back at Letta, who was slightly disturbed. However, what made Marco furrow his brow was when Letta began to furrow her brow deeply, and sweat started to dampen the side of her face. She must be having a bad dream, Marco thought, seeing Letta be ufortable in her sleep. Marco was about to reach out to wake his wife when a name was heard from Lettas mouth. The name froze Marcos body. When Letta clearly uttered the name Sean, Marco couldnt help but remember the name of that man vividly. How could Letta mention that name? Finally, Marco reached out and shook Lettas shoulder quite firmly. Letta, wake up, Marco said, with a slightly raised tone, making Letta instantly wake up with a racing breath, as if she had just been pulled from her consciousness. Letta then looked at Marco with a startled expression, while Marco remained silent, as if waiting for Lettas reaction after the dream she had just experienced. They remained silent, with Letta now looking at Marco as if she were looking at someone she had just met. The sweat dampening her face made Marco certain that Letta had just dreamed something she probably didnt want to see. Did you have a nightmare? Marco then tentatively reached out his hand, as Letta didnt say a word after waking up. Did you have a nightmare? Marco finally asked, making Letta sigh deeply before nodding. Yes, a very bad dream, Letta said, prompting Marco to help Letta sit back, leaning against the beds headrest. Its because you had too many sweets before bed, Marco said again, causing Letta to pout. No, its not that, Im sure, Letta said, causing Marco to look at her seriously. What kind of bad dream disturbed you? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. I dont know, the dream wasnt very clear, and I dont know how I could see that bad dream, Letta said, furrowing her brow. Were you being chased by ghosts? Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. It was more terrifying than that, Letta said, making Marco raise his eyebrows. I heard you calling someone in your sleep, who was it? Marco asked, trying to inquire about the name Sean that Letta had mentioned. Did I mention someones name? Who? Letta asked, seemingly not remembering and unaware of the name. Yes, you called the name of a man named Sean. Who is he? Could you have seen something? Marco asked, causing Letta to fall silent before shaking her head. I dont know, I dont recognize or have ever heard that name. But did I really mention it in my dream? I just saw a man jumping from the roof of a building, and it felt like it was right in front of me. Even his face was covered in blood when he jumped from the building, Letta said, making Marcos heart pound with unease for some reason. Could Letta continue to experience dreams like this in the future rted to past events? thought Marco. Well, forget about it. Maybe it was just a dream. You dont need to dwell on unimportant things. If you dont know the man, maybe he was just a figment of your imagination? Marco said, making Letta sigh in frustration. Why would I imagine a man covered in blood when I have such a handsome husband? I dont need to imagine anything, Letta said, beginning to smile, making Marco feel relieved that she truly didnt remember it. Yes, well, then, rest again, as our journey is still far, Marco said, causing Letta to grasp her husbands hand. With you apanying me, I dont want you to leave this room and leave me alone. I would have a hard time falling back asleep with that bad dream, Letta said, making Marco nod in understanding. Of course, Ill stay with you. Alright, then, lie back down, Marco said, trying to help Lettay back down. With Marco climbing onto the bed and lying right beside her, Letta turned to face Marco, who was also looking at her. They gazed at each other before Letta tried to kiss Marco, leaving him stunned. Why? Because? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, I just want to make sure that youre really by my side. Smelling your scent makes me calm, said Letta, who moved closer to Marco. She nestled her face into his chest and took a deep breath, making Marco smile at his wifes cute behavior. Yes, just like you. I feel very peaceful smelling your scent like this, said Marco, starting to lower his face. He was about to lean towards Lettas neck when she pulled away. Dont, said Letta, causing Marco to look at her with raised eyebrows. Why? You just happily smelled my scent, now its my turn, said Marco, causing Letta to shake her head. No, it tickles, said Letta, causing Marco to move even closer and attempt to kiss his wifes slender neck, but Letta held him back. Marco then pulled Lettas waist, leaving her unable to resist, and epting the warm breath of Marco now blowing on her neck. I like your scent, it makes me sleepy, said Marco, causing Letta to slightly lower her face, looking at Marco who was now in her embrace. Well then, go to sleep. I will also try to sleep again, said Letta, making Marco not have to wait any longer. As he closed his eyes, Marco always managed to fall asleep quickly when he was next to Letta. Just by kissing her like this, Marco truly became a sleeping pill for him. His mind became calm, until eventually Marco fell asleep easily.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. This made Letta, who was now having difficulty sleeping, just smile while stroking her husbands thick hair. Letta loosened her embrace slightly, gazing at her handsome husbands face now in her arms. Letta didnt know what kind of past he had lived or what kind of luck he had obtained, until she had such a handsome husband like Marco. Not only that, there were many additional points possessed by someone like Marco. While she was just a Letta without anyone around her. She was an orphan who was obtained by Marco, making Letta wonder. It seems like Letta is pondering over the reasons for Marcos love for her, despite feeling like she doesnt have anything to be proud of. Im curious. How did we meet, how did you fall in love with me? I want to experience it for myself, not just hear it from your stories, Letta said while stroking her husbands firm jaw. Letta then fell silent for a moment, contemting her life that seemed like a predetermined drama, ying the role of Marcos wife without knowing anything about her childhood, her parents, or her true personality. Letta seemed to be living what she had to live at the moment. She instantly became a wife and soon would even be a mother. It was as if it were perfectly written like a script. Even though Letta felt happy at present, deep down, she always wanted to know about her past. Eventually, with her mind filled with these thoughts, Letta tried to rest and forget for a moment. She needed rest, especially with someone living inside her womb now. Letta closed her eyes, embracing Marco, and gently caressing her rounded stomach. asionally, she could feel the fetus kicking and nudging, making Letta smile in her sleep. Say something sweet The luxurious car driven by both Marco and Letta finally came to a stop at a mansion with a distinctly strong European style, leaving Letta unsure of what toment. Whose house is this? Letta asked, making Marco smile as he pulled her waist to walk towards her. As Marco began to step forward, taking Letta through the grand door in front of them, several servants bowed to wee their arrival. Not to mention several guards carrying the bags they brought. They had now arrived in Chicago, and Marco immediately brought her to his luxurious mansion. This is the house where we will be staying for some time toe, Marco said, causing Letta to look at her husband who was smiling at her. This is your house? Letta asked again, making Marco just look at her as if he didnt want to answer her question. This made Letta sigh in frustration. However, Marco paid no attention to her persistent curiosity. Letta sometimes wondered just how wealthy her husband was. Where are we going? Letta asked again, as they entered an elevator. Letta didnt know if this could be called a house or rather a 5-star hotel. However, even if it were a hotel, there werent many people or too many staff members passing by. There were only a few uniformed servant guards. We need to rest first, well go to our room, Marco said again, causing Letta to shake her head. Yes, at least exin to me where we are and what kind of ce this is so I can feelfortable staying here, Letta said, making Marco smile. Ill exinter, theres still time. So for now, lets see our main room first. Ill introduce it first, starting from our room, Marco said, making Letta unable to refuse. When the elevator stopped, on some unknown floor, they headed down a corridor where there was a door that seemed to be their room. Were here, Marco said, then he opened therge door, which immediately made Letta look at him with an incredulous expression. Are we going to upy this room together? Letta asked, making Marco truly smile at his wifes expression.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Do you think we should share the bed with the servants here? Marco asked again, but Letta didnt listen to her husbands response. As Letta finally walked and gazed at the seemingly vast room, the room that directly faced ake made Lettas eyes widen as if words couldnt express her current amazement. How do you like it? Do you like it? Marco asked as he walked closer and embraced his wife from behind. This is more than like. Where did you find a ce as beautiful as this? Letta asked again, making Marco just smile. You know, I do love beauty, so it wasnt too difficult to find a ce like this, although, yes, it did cost me a considerable amount of money, Marco said, causing Letta to turn to her husband. Can you also buy a diamondpany? Letta asked, making Marco nod. I am just about to coborate with apany in that field. Diamonds, gemstones, and antique stones are very attractive assets, Marco proudly stated, making Letta just gaze at her husband in silence. Are you even human? Why do you seem to master everything in this world: wealth, power, and also handsomeness? Letta said, making Marco burst intoughter. Did you just finish watching yourtest drama movie? Because those words dont seem familiaring from my wife, Marco retorted, making Letta smile. Yes, I often hear them in the dramas I watch, even in some books. Youre like a CEO that everyone is after, Letta added, making Marco just smile in response to his wifes words. Well, lets just assume its like that. Am I not like a character from a fiction world existing in the real world? Marco added, making Letta nod. And Im like a Cindere who married this handsome CEO, Letta said, making Marco tighten his embrace. You are currently the queen in my heart, Marco said, making Letta hold back her smile. Did you just say something sweet? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, Im not really good at putting together words that sound beautiful, like poetry or anything like that. But well, this is how I am, usually I just say whats in my heart and mind, Marco said, causing Letta to finally turn to look at her husband. Letta reached out her hand, pulling Marco closer, making Marco smile. So, is my Cindere going to kiss me now? Marco asked again, making Letta fall silent for a moment. No, I just want to see myself in your mesmerizing eyes, Letta said while gazing deeply into Marcos eyes. Why is that? Marco asked. I want to know if youre telling the truth or lying, Letta said, making Marco silent for a moment before quickly kissing Lettas lips, causing her to blink her eyes. Thats just nonsense. One cannot tell if someone is lying or not from their eyes, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a displeased expression. Yes, I know. But at least dont contradict what I say. Its something I often hear too, in books and dramas, Letta said, making Marco nod. I guess I should cut back a little on watching those dramas for my wife, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, especially not in the future. You said youd be busy, so there will be no entertainment for me except watching dramas or reading books. Never ruin my mood, Letta said, making Marco smile as he finally pulled Letta into his embrace. Sure, whatever it is, as long as you dont start daydreaming excessively or using words I dont understand, Marco said. Whos using words you dont understand? Im just using simple words, Letta said, making Marco about to speak again, before cing her index finger on her husbands full lips. Okay, stopmenting on all the shows I watch and the books I read. Its better now, exin everything in this room to me. Its too spacious. Well, its not surprising, considering this house is also very, very big. Surely the rooms inside will be this big too. But what I cant wrap my head around is that when youre busy with your work, Ill be alone in this big house. Thats going to be very boring, Letta said with her yful whining, making Marco finally reach for her palm and kiss it gently. Thats why I chose this ce. So that you can befortable here. The facilities are veryprehensive. Theres a cinema, a salon, a boutique, a swimming pool, a gym, a greenhouse. You can do anything here without having to leave the house, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless. Are you serious? Letta asked, making Marco look at her seriously again. Whats serious about it? Marco asked again. Everything you mentioned earlier, the facilities here, are they really in this house? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Thats why I chose this ce, so you wouldnt get bored, Marco said, leaving Letta silent with her sense of amazement. But thats not the point. I just want to live like in a hotel. Maybe a small room, but it can allow me to wander around this country. Thats what I want, Letta said, making Marco fall silent, pondering his wifes wish. I agree Letta fell silent, waiting for Marcos response, before Marco shook his head. Why? Letta asked, making Marco sigh deeply. It would be too dangerous if I took you to a hotel or a house in a crowded area, Marco said, making Letta finally understand why Marco chose this luxurious house that was indeed far from other ces. Its area was not much different from the house they had lived in before. How dangerous is it exactly? Are we going to face a terrorist attack? Letta asked, making Marco pause for a moment. Yes, that was more dangerous than a terrorist, Marco thought, which led Marco to reach out and gently stroke Lettas cheek. You know, Im very concerned about you. I dont want anything to hurt or harm you, even if its just an ant. So, I think this is the right ce for us to live. When were here, I promise we wont be here for long, just a week or two at most, Marco said, making Letta grumble in frustration. But this is really far from anything. Wont it be very dangerous? What if someone breaks into this house and steals something? Its difficult for me to ask for help from people, Letta said, still trying to persuade her husband to move to a simpler ce that would make Lettafortable. Thats why I have ced many guards in this house. It will ensure your safety, even their lives are at stake, Marco said again, making Letta look at him while shaking her head. No, not at all. I dont want to y with someones life just to watch over me. I just ask that we move to a ce closer to where you will do your business, and we find a ce that is more lively than me having to stay far away like this. I dont know, maybe youlle home at what time, when you have to leave again, or maybe you wonte home for days, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. That wont happen. Ille home if I dont have any business. I can even take care of some things at home. Right now, I wont leave you for a whole day, or maybe for days. It will make you feel more at ease, Marco said, making Letta grumble in annoyance. Somehow it was so difficult to make her husbandply with her wishes. What are you afraid of, why have you always been worried all this time? Is there someone who wants to harm us in this city? Letta asked, seeming suspicious, making Marco pull Letta to sit on the edge of the bed. You know, as a businessman like me, I not only have a lot of wealth and abundant assets, but also many seen and unseen enemies. I dont want them to target me and then drag you into it, Marco said. How bad is it to be a wealthy businessman with abundant wealth? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Of course, maybe there are clients I outright rejected before, or businessmen whose tenders I won over, or maybe people who just dont like me. Its not easy to be someone like me, Marco said again, making Letta finally reach out and tightly grip Marcos hand. Isnt that already your risk? I know that too. You must have anticipated it. I promise I wont make you trouble, and I wont stand out too much. I havent been seen in public too often, have I? So, they probably wont recognize me clearly, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Marco had indeed not yet publicized his marriage to Letta, although people knew that Marco was now married, Lettas face was still unknown to many. There were only a few people like family and perhaps people who stole information from him, causing Marco to just heave a long sigh. We dont know what will happen in the future, especially in Chicago, where many big yers dominate the country, Marco said again. Then why are you expanding your business in this dangerous country? Letta said, making Marco just smile. You wouldnt understand the immense profit I gain from being involved in this business right now, Marco said again. But you promised, right, you didnt want to be involved in bad things like terrorists or anything like that? Letta said, making Marco burst intoughter. Come on, besides romantic dramas, do you also watch action movies? Marco asked, making Letta immediately reach out and pinch her husbands firm stomach. Come on, Im being serious, Letta said with her whining that looked very cute. Yeah, yeah, I know. I wouldnt get involved in terrible things like that. Im smart enough and logical enough, so rx, Marco said, making Letta finally look at her husband with a pleading look. Please, I just want to see the hustle and bustle of the city of Chicago. I promise not to go anywhere if Im not with you. At least not just a quietke or park that I see. Im too bored seeing all this in our residence, Letta said, making Marco start to think. Alright, then we will move from this Mansion. What kind of ce do you want? Marco asked, making Letta think. So, right now youre going to follow my request? We could move to a ce that you might have here, besides this big house or a hotel. I dont mind, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No problem. Just tell me what kind of ce you want for us to live in the future? Marco asked, making Letta try to think. A residence close to the hustle and bustle, so I can stroll to the bakery, enjoy a cup of coffee from the coffee shop, watch the beautiful sunrise, gaze at the sunrise when I wake up in the morning, walk to the park, watch children running around. Yes, thats what I want. How can you make this ce happen? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Alright, I will try my best. But, just for today, lets sleep in this house, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. But promise, tomorrow we have to move from this house. Dont let me get really bored, and youre already busy with all the work and business here, Letta said, making Marco nod. Of course, I will immediately contact Pedro to find the ce I mean. Even if there isnt any, I will build it myself, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a frustrated look. For some reason, hearing you boast about everything you can do makes me really annoyed, Letta said, making Marcough. Especially for a man who hears it, they would definitely be really downpared to me, Marco said proudly, making Letta realize that her husband really had a very high level of self-confidence. Alright, lets end our discussion. So, before we have dinner, its better to rest first. You must be very tired after the long journey, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. I want to rest with you, set aside all your affairs for a while because we just arrived. After that, maybe tomorrow, after we move to a new ce, you can start getting busy, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Okay, I agree, Marco said, making Letta smile widely.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Give support In a different way As promised earlier, Marco indeed relocated Letta to a ce in the middle of the city, close to where Marco took care of all his affairs. How about this? Does it match what you wanted? asked Marco, causing Letta to turn around and nod while smiling broadly at Marco. Letta immediately opened her room window, facing the beautiful view of the city of Chicago as the sun began to set, creating a warm atmosphere. This kind of ambiance is what I desire. Hearing the bustling of this big city makes me feel like I wont feel lonely, even when youre not around, said Letta, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment before eventually approaching her. Is that so? So I can be forgotten just with thismotion? Youre so mean even though I cant find sce in anything when Im away from you, said Marco, causing Letta to only nce at her husband briefly. Youre such a liar. All this time youve only been focused on all your work and ignored me, said Letta, causing Marco to immediately pull his wifes waist closer. Since when did I neglect my wife? You know, to make you happy, fulfill all your needs, and also our future baby, I have to work hard while Im still young and healthy, so that I can retire at the age of 40, said Marco, causing Letta to widen her eyes. So soon? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, my dream is to retire at the age of 40. I dont want to work hard when my hair is starting to turn white. I want to sit back and enjoy all the fruits of mybor from my younger years, said Marco, making Letta fall silent. That means youre actually burdening all your possessions onto our child, said Letta, making Marco smile. That wont happen. Although I may keep an eye on things a bit, I want our future child to be a greater owner of Jovanka than me, said Marco, making Letta smile before she realized that their predicted child would be a girl. Why? asked Marco, noticing the change in Lettas expression. No, its just that I feel a little guilty maybe, said Letta, prompting Marco to reach out and gently stroke Lettas cheek. Why is that? asked Marco. Dont you remember that our babys prediction is a girl? said Letta, knowing that all the wealth assets owned by Marco would fall to a male child, which is amon practice in their country, as the female child would eventually follow her husband who would also have all the assets from his own family, causing Marco to pull Letta into his embrace. Its not that important to me, whether its a boy or a girl. Even though they are different, whats important is the love between us, not our wealth, said Marco, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment. Arent you disappointed that I didnt give birth to a boy in my first pregnancy? asked Letta, making Marco shake his head. Why would I be disappointed when we can try again, said Marco, winking one of his eyes, making Letta just smile. Im being serious, but you keep teasing me, said Letta. Im serious, I dont really think the first child has to be a boy. What matters to me is our flesh and blood, or they will also have a sibling. Even if the next one is a girl again, we will have a son. I wont differentiate between my children because they are born from you, said Marco, making Letta feel her heart warming with her husbands words. You promise you will never disappoint our children? asked Letta, making Marco nod. Of course, I couldnt be so cruel as topare a son and a daughter, said Marco, as Letta returned her husbands embrace. Until their embrace was interrupted by a knock on the door, causing Marco to immediately look towards it. Come in, said Marco, as a servant entered with several trays in their hands. Marco had forgotten that they had ordered food for Letta earlier, which was now brought to their room.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Just serve it over there, said Marco, making the servant neatly ce the food before looking back at Letta. I didnt know what to order earlier, so I just ordered the best food here, said Marco, making Letta nod. They were indeed staying at a 5-star hotel in the city center, a very luxurious hotel that made Letta smile. Thats fine. Besides, Im already hungry. Shall we eat now? asked Letta, making Marco nod. Marco helped Letta sit before sitting across from her. Letta gazed at the meal with shining eyes, making Marco smile. Can I eat all of this? asked Letta, making Marco nod. Yes, you may, but slowly, said Marco, finally causing Letta to start enjoying the dishes in front of her one by one, tasting them with gleaming eyes. The dishes looked very delicious, making Letta unable to stop herself from devouring them. Remember, your weight will increase again if you eat like that, teased Marco, making Letta just shrug nonchntly. It doesnt matter, because this dish is delicious, so I wont ignore it, said Letta, making Marco just smile. Of course, he would say that this time, but when Letta starts to weigh herself, she will surely regret not being able to control her eating. Marco still vividly remembers when they flew to Chicago earlier, Letta gained 3 kilos, and it made her in a bad mood all day. It was even difficult for Marco to persuade her. This time, when faced with delicious dishes, Letta seemed to forget everything. They remained silent for a while, continuing to enjoy the dishes before them, before Letta remembered her n. When will you start taking care of your business here? asked Letta, causing Marcos movement to pause. They had finished dinner and were currently sitting on the balcony enjoying the night in Chicago. As soon as possible, maybe after you go to sleep, Ill immediately take care of all my affairs, said Marco, making Letta look at him in disbelief. So soon? asked Letta. Yes, of course. Maybe even if I were alone, I would take care of everything as soon as I got off the ne. But because Im with you, I have to manage my time between my work and you. I dont want you to feel neglected and abandoned by me. I want to stay close to you with my work done, said Marco, as Letta reached out her hand and gently stroked her husbands back. I will support you. Thats why I came here, said Letta, making Marco look at her with narrowed eyes. Will you really support me? asked Marco, making Letta nod her head. Alright, then give me a different kind of support, Marco replied. What kind of different support? asked Letta, making Marco lean in and whisper. Give support in a different way. Maybe you can give it before we sleep, like this, said Marco, leaning into Lettas neck, then kissing her gently. This made Letta widen her eyes, responding to Marcos temptation at a time like this. Do something Marco thenughed satisfactorily with all the efforts he had made over the past few days. It had indeed yielded results. All the piled-up documents didnte on their own. They were the result of Marcos efforts to take over Lemoss casino, which was now under his control in Chicago. As Edward had said, everything was easy for Marco now. Moreover, not only that, the nightclubs under Lemoss name were now also in his hands. Marco finally sat calmly in the room. He then looked towards the women who had previously surrounded Lemos. You should thank me for freeing you from that wretched old man. I know how disgusting it must have been for you to be close to him, said Marco, making the women whisper to each other. Of course, they hadnt willingly approached such an unattractive man. Marco then reached out, sipping the drink he had just taken. However, for some reason, Marco felt something strange about the drink. Dont tell me you put something in this drink, said Marco, making one of the women who boldly approached Marco and sat next to him as she had done with Lemos before. She immediately nestled against Marcos shoulder in a coquettish manner. Every drink here has its own effect, and it affects each person differently. Thats Lemoss favorite drink, and you just drank it, said the woman, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. And then? Marco asked again. Well, it might feel very stimting, hot, or very suffocating. But dont worry, thats why were here to help alleviate everything you feel, said the woman, whispering directly into Marcos ear, making Marcos whole body react intensely. Marco immediately grabbed the womans exposed waist clearly due to their revealing attire, as if he could tear it apart in one pull. Their bodies looked innocent in front of him. Dont ever y with me, Marco said with a restrained growl, but the woman seemed unfazed. She just smiled teasingly at Marco, pressing her sensitive body against Marcos broad chest, which he could see very clearly. Not content with just one woman, one by one the women began to approach Marco boldly, and Pedro could only bow his head, seeing how it seemed that his master had begun to be influenced by the drink he had just consumed.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. Pedro wanted to reprimand him, but the women seemed to leave no room for Pedro to intervene. Rx, everything will be fine. I dont believe this is your first experience facing us, the woman on the other side said to Marco, allowing him to catch a whiff of her potent perfume. Marco began to shake his head. This wasnt the scent he desired, he thought. However, he couldnt resist when another woman began to unbutton his shirt one by one. Especially when she started kissing his neck, sending a jolt through his nerve endings. Marco could feel mischievous hands caressing him, leaving faint red marks on his clothing. We can do it until you dont feel any pain, the blonde woman said, as her hands slipped into Marcos trousers, making him grunt loudly as her fingers tickled him. Marco then caught the strong scent of the womens perfumes once again. He began to regain his consciousness that this wasnt the fragrance he wanted. He needed the aroma that always drove him wild, the one that usually made him intoxicated. But not this scent, Marco thought, still trying to find a way to regain hisposure. As the women seemed to leave no room for him to escape the situation, Marco didnt know what kind of drugs Lemos had put in those drinks. But if it were just regr alcohol, Marco certainly wouldnt have reached this point. Eventually, Pedro furrowed his brow, witnessing his masters peculiar behavior. Sir, Pedro said as Marco growled, enjoying every touch the women gave him. Pedro was, of course, aware of his masters current state. He was being very careful in his approach, especially in front of Letta, so Pedro wasnt sure if Marco would do anything with the promiscuous women in Lemoss casino. Damn it, do something, bitch, Marco said, making the woman purse her lips. It seemed Marco truly couldnt resist the temptation from them. One of them finally straddled Marcosp. Marco could feel his hard core being suppressed by the woman who was now moving on top of him. Marco immediately grabbed the womans hair and gripped it tightly as he roughly kissed her, making the woman seem to enjoy whatever Marco was about to do to her. Marcos touch was erratic, his caresses almost painful, as if it fueled his passion to move atop him, tempting Marcos core which surely felt constricted. Marco gripped both sides of the blonde womans sensitive areas, deepening their lip lock, asionally biting her, as if he wanted to release something pent up within him. Until once again, the scent reached Marcos nostrils, prompting him to push the blonde woman back to sit beside him, causing the other womans movements to cease. Marco, with his breath still racing, began to try to normalize himself. Find me something to sober up, Marco said with a slightly trembling voice, prompting Pedro to rush to find a bottle of mineral water. He handed it to Marco, who didnt drink it but instead poured it over his head, soaking his entire body, before crushing the bottle with force. Damn it, what kind of drugs did he use? Marco said again, ring sharply at the now fearful women. Get out of here now, Marco said in a raised voice, causing the women to leave the room, leaving Marco and Pedro behind. Damn it, what have I done, Marco cursed himself. Fortunately, Marco could recall the warm smile from Letta when he managed to regain control. Im sorry, Sir, I was about to reprimand you, but they didnt give me an opportunity, and I will also find out what kind of drugs Lemos is using, and also what hes dealing in this casino, Pedro said, causing Marco to nod. Find anything in this room, use it as evidence to strengthen our position, Marco said, causing Pedro to nod before getting up to follow everymand from Marco. Meanwhile, Marco roughly rubbed his face, his breath still racing, and something still constricting below. Marco knew he needed someone to satisfy his desires, but not the promiscuous women he just encountered. Right now, what Marco desired was the tenderness Letta always provided, the warmth she always radiated to him. That was what Marco needed at this moment, causing Marco to finally growl before getting up from his seat. Were leaving now, Marco shouted, causing Pedro, who was looking at a hidden safe, to choose to take it without opening it first, following every step Marco took as they left the casino. Well continue tomorrow. Well find out what Lemos is nning, but we can breathe a little easier now that everything has shifted to us, Marco said, causing Pedro to immediately examine the safe in his right hand. I don’t believe it Letta continued to pace back and forth in her room, still not getting any news from Marco. asionally, she nced at the clock on the wall, which indicated it was midnight, but Marco had yet to return or give her any news, leaving Letta to pray for her husbands well-being. Letta knew well that as a businessman, Marco had many people after him, which was what currently worried her. Letta then tried to contact Marco via the hotel room phone, using the numbers Marco had left for her. There was Pedros number, the drivers number, and her own number, but there was no answer from any of these numbers, including Marcos. It seemed as if they had agreed not to be disturbed. I hope Marco is okay. God, I beg you to protect my husband wherever he is, Letta said, sping her hands together, praying to God. The door to their room suddenly opened, causing Letta to immediately get up from her seat, turn on the main light, and see Marco standing at the doorway, gazing at her. I was worried about you. Why didnt you ever answer my calls or give me any updates? Letta said, sounding almost pleading. Marco just smiled calmly before approaching. He reached for Lettas waist, surprising her. Letta furrowed her brow as she felt Marcos still damp hair. Its not raining outside, is it? Letta asked. Then, Letta looked at her husband. What happened? Why are you soaking wet like this? Letta asked again, causing Marco to shrug nonchntly. Pedro was drinking and identally spilled it on me, Marco said, causing Letta to look at him with disbelief. Well, in that case, change your clothes first. You could catch a fever if you keep wearing damp clothes like this, Letta said, helping Marco take off the jacket he was wearing. After that, Letta turned to the shirt that was still clinging to her husbands perfect body. However, once again, she stopped when Letta furrowed her brow, seeing something on Marcos neck. Whats this? Letta asked, pointing to a bright red lipstick mark on Marcos cor. Marco began to realize, and Letta looked at him with a sharp gaze. Thats just a saleswomans lipstick stain, Marco said, but Letta shook her head. Thats not just a lipstick, Letta said, walking closer and forcefully unbuttoning Marcos shirt, revealing several red marks on Marcos neck. What about this then? What about you finding excuses for this red mark? Letta asked, causing Marco to try to think hard, although he still couldnt control what he would say. Wasnt it you who gave it to me? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Dont try to fool me, I never left a reddish trace on your neck, I remember it very well, Letta said, finally making Letta push Marcos shoulder quite hard, causing Marco to flinch slightly. Are you lying to me? Wasnt ouring here not because of the business you wanted to take care of? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Trust me, its just because Im allergic to something, so my neck turns red like this, Marco said, making Letta even angrier. Why do you keep lying to me? I know the difference in that kind of skin, do you think Im a little child that you can keep fooling? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Marco was about to reach out to gently caress Lettas face, but Letta immediately pushed him away. I really didnt expect this. Ive been waiting for you, worrying about you all this time, but it turns out you were ying with another woman, youre truly wicked, Letta said with an angry tone and red eyes, making Marco fully engaged in his consciousness when Letta started to shed tears. Forgive me, forgive me, I really lost control earlier, Marco said, making Letta feel her heart pounding fast. Then what did you do? Can you exin everything? Letta asked, making Marco roughly rub his face before finally looking at his wife. Earlier, I really only intended to take care of my work at the casino in the city center, but it turned out someone made me drunk and left me unaware for a while when women in mini dresses approached me, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I dont believe it, maybe because of my current condition, you are not free to express yourself and restrain your desires, and now youre venting it on the women at that casino? Letta said, making Marco widen his eyes. How could his wife think like that, Marco thought, finally gripping Lettas shoulder gently. No, not like that. How could I fool around with other women when I have a wife like you? It was just a small incident that I couldnt control, but I could restrain myself. I swear, I didnt do more than that. It was just because they kept hovering and pressing their lips around me, just the smell of their strong perfume made me ufortable, Marco said, making Letta burst into tears upon hearing her husbands exnation.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. With you giving such a defense, it sounds like something happened. You seem to have really done it. You disappoint me, especially since I was genuinely worried about you. I was afraid you might have encountered your enemies or faced difficulties, but it turns out you were having a good time, Letta said, about to turn around when Marco grabbed her wrist, then fell into his embrace, holding her waist. Listen to me, this truly was never expected at all. I had no intention whatsoever to go to the casino to y with other women. Its because someone spiked my drink with drugs. Thats why I was a little out of control, believe me. Cant you smell the different scent of alcohol? said Marco, causing Letta to want to push him away and push him, but Marco instead held her tighter. Stop, I really feel disappointed. I dont want to see you again, or maybe you have another woman in this country? Is that why you insisted oning here? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, dear, listen to me. I really had no intention of ying with women at that casino. I was just doing my job. I took over that casino not because I willingly let those women touch me, said Marco, making Letta look into her husbands eyes, which now appeared more mncholy. How can I trust you when youre giving a hickey on your neck? Its so disgusting. You were intimate with other women while I was carrying your child, Letta said, making Marco once again only able to apologize to his wife. He did admit that he was wrong and couldnt control his desires, but Marco could still restrain himself. He could still remember Letta who was in his heart at the moment, but it seems that Letta is still a little difficult to ept the reasons Marco is giving right now. I’m scared Letta then chose to turn around, then walked towards the wardrobe where her neatly arranged clothes were, making Letta pick them one by one, and that immediately widened Marcos eyes. He quickly walked towards Letta, grasping his wifes arm to stop everything she was about to do. What are you doing? Marco asked, making Letta just brush off Marcos grip. Let me go! I feel utterly disgusted being in the same room as someone who has yed with other women, Letta said in an angry tone, making Marco see how Lettas eyes seemed to not want to be anywhere near him. I beg you, I apologize. I truly made a mistake. I dont know what happened to me, but it wasnt of my own volition. People at the casino set me up, and I could only escape their clutches by just imagining you, Marco said, making Letta immediately sigh in frustration. Nonsense! Youve been ying me! Is it just because I rely on you? Is it just because I have no one in this world and only rely on you? Is that why you treat me like this? You treat me as you please, when Im carrying your child, and you belittle my existence? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, its not like that. How could you have such negative thoughts about yourself? I never had such narrow thoughts about you, Marco said again, making Letta just remain silent for a moment. Then what did you do? What have you done there? Im sure they didnt just kiss your neck and leave the red mark. Im sure they went further and did what they wanted to you, didnt they? Letta said, making Marco once again shake his head. There was nothing more than that. They just did that, and I immediately told them to stay away from me. It was just for a moment, I could regain my consciousness quickly, Marco exined, making Letta seem unwilling to listen to all his exnations again. Letta began to gather all her clothes, but of course, Marco couldnt just stay silent. Marco restrained Letta, trying to give an understanding to his wife. I admit my guilt. I couldnt resist the drink in front of me, but at least this wasnt entirely my fault. I did it without any awareness at all. It was really just the influence of alcohol and the drugs in it, Marco said again, making Letta only able to roughly rub her face. Thats why Im angry with you. Im scared, Letta said again. Finally, unable to hold back her tears anymore, and Marco could see the fear radiating from his wifes eyes.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org. For now, when you still favor me, many people are after you, not just men, not just a crime. Then, how can I endure being in your life? I feel alone, the misfortune Im experiencing now. Why should I forget all my past? At least Im not like a nk paper that only depends on one color, which is you, Letta said, making Marco see how restless his wife was. What if someday you dont want me anymore? What if someday you might ept the women out there into your life? What if all that really happens? Then, what do I mean to you? Letta said, making Marco immediately reach out and grip Lettas shoulder tightly. My feelings for you are not as easy as you think right now. Do you think I would just let you go like something I just used? You are something very precious in my life. I could never easily trade you for any happiness in this world, Marco said, making Letta only able to tightly close her eyes. Because fate, no one knows, right? Just like the fate that befell me, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. I want you to trust me more than the fate you fear. I will never leave you. I will never rece you with any woman. You are just Letta, the only one I have. And here, it should be me who is afraid, not you. What if you cant handle a man who is arrogant, cold, and annoying like me? What if someday you meet a sweet man, treats you well, who is friendly, who is full of simplicity, like the men in all the dramas you watch, Marco said, making Letta silent while looking incredulously at Marco. How could youpare it to the fictional men in those dramas? Havent you been a man like you who could attract me, even when I lost my memory I already felt something for you. How could you judge me like that? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Maybe people do want a wealthy man like me and their criteria like this, but a woman like you surely wants a different man, right? Marco said, making Letta just look at him with a resentful look. Why are you the one using me like that now? Have I ever left your house? Have I ever gone without you? No, I havent. Then how is it possible for a man to dare to approach me, or how could I judge other men besides you? Letta said, making Marco immediately look at Letta with raised eyebrows. So, if I give you the freedom, you will get to know other men, you will befriend them just like that? Marco asked, making Letta not understand the situation they were in. Even though the one who should be angry here was himself, why was Marco now turning all his frustrations around. I want to go home now, Letta finally said, making Marco shake his head. No, well be here for an indefinite time, and you cant argue with that, Marco said, making Letta immediately hit Marcos arm in annoyance. Despite Lettas anger, Marco tried to calm the atmosphere so they wouldnt argue for too long. Marco turned Lettas frustration around so that they wouldnt continue to quarrel. Why are you the one getting angry at me? I should be the one feeling annoyed here. Do you consider me like a little child? Letta asked, making Marco somehow feel a littleforted by his wifes sweet attitude. Marco deliberately turned Lettas frustration around so they wouldnt argue for too long. No, I dont consider you like that. Youre the oneparing me to other men, Marco said, making Letta once again hit her husbands arm in annoyance. Youre the oneparing yourself to other men, not me, Letta said, making Marco finally reach out and gently stroke Lettas face that still looked sulky to him. Okay, then Im sorry. Ill forgive you too if you forgive me, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I apologize to you, I didnt do anything wrong. You should be the one apologizing to me, Letta said. Youre also at fault to me, Marco said, making Letta roughly mess up her hair. Fine, then for tonight, I dont want to be in the same room with you. You can book another room in this hotel, and never get close to me, Letta said, making Marco look at her with a displeased look. No, I refuse. How could I sleep without my wife beside me? I will definitely sleep here with you, Marco said stubbornly. Then I will book another room. You can sleep as much as you want in this room, Letta said, about to move away from Marco, when Marco grabbed her wrist and hugged Letta tightly. You mean a lot to me, Marco said right next to Lettas ear, making Letta immediately feel her face heating up just by hearing those words from her husband. On the contrary Letta began to feel therge hand that was now wrapped around her round stomach. The hand caressed her gently, causing Letta to blink her eyes. After that, she immediately turned to the back where Marco was also kissing the top of her head. Morning, sunshine, Marco said with his broad smile. Letta was momentarily stunned looking at her handsome husbands face up close, before finally gazing back perfectly at Marco. Youre already fresh. Are you going somewhere? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, this morning I have to check the casino. I just took over it andst night wasnt feasible. So, early this morning, I will check it out directly, Marco said. Hearing this made Letta feel lonely again, even though their arrival in Chicago had made her realize that Marco would definitely not be able to rx at all. Will it take long? Letta asked again, making Marco raise his shoulders. Who knows, it might take a long time, or it might be quick, Marco said as he felt Lettas hand caressing his cold jaw. Cant Ie along? Letta asked again, making Marco silent for a moment. You cane, but Im not sure the atmosphere at the casino will make youfortable, Marco said. Why not? Isnt it daytime and the casino is closed. I just want to look around. After that, I promise I wont go far from you, Letta said, trying to persuade her husband. Marco finally pursed his lips before nodding, making Letta cheer and hug him. Youre truly very kind. Wait here, I wont be long to freshen up, Letta said before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Marco picked up the phone on the nightstand to call Pedro. Ill go with Letta. Prepare afortable car for her, and make sure theres nothing dangerous at the casino, Marco told Pedro. Pedro acknowledged his masters order before finally hanging up the phone. Marco then checked the contents of his phone. He paused when he saw a secretly taken photo of Letta in the garden of their house, with a book in her hand. Marco smiled and saved the portrait of his wife. He never expected that he would truly fall for Lettas charm. Their first idental meeting had changed everything. Despite many obstacles and unfortunate events they had experienced, they had promised never to let go of each other. Especially now, with the fetus in Lettas womb, Marco was determined to rectify all the mistakes he had made, especially those that led to the loss of their first unborn child. His reverie came to an end when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, revealing Letta with a fresh aroma wafting through the room. Marco smiled, enjoying seeing Letta with her still-damp body. Lettas fresh scent always evoked something within him. Marco got up from his seat. Ill get ready soon, wont take long, Letta said, but Marco immediately approached. He held Lettas waist as she was about to pick up the clothes she was going to wear. No need to hurry. We have plenty of time to go to the casino, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No. Didnt you say earlier that you had to take care of something important? I wont bother you and wont make things difficult. Its better to let me get dressed first, Letta said, trying to break free from Marcos embrace. However, Marco tightened his embrace, causing Letta to hold onto her husbands body. Dont dy our departure. Im really bored in this room, Letta said again, starting to realize her husbands behavior, especially when Marco began to inhale the scent of her body in the curve of her neck, making Letta only able to lend her eyes. Come on, dont say youre trying to tease me again, Letta said, making Marco linger on his wifes neck. Who said I was teasing you? I enjoy inhaling this fresh scent of your body. It has be my favorite scent. Your still-damp and cold body for some reason makes me want to touch it, Marco said, while Letta could only grip Marcos chest. Stop it. I just took a shower. I dont feel like cleaning my body again, Letta said, making Marco release his embrace and look into Lettas eyes.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Why do you need to clean yourself again? I wont do anything. I promise, Ill just y around for a while, Marco said. Letta just rolled her eyeszily, as the term y around from Marco was certainly very familiar to her. I dont want to y around. I dont feel like doing it, Letta whined in a yful tone, making Marco even more unable to resist. I promise it wont take long, Marco said, as Letta was about to reply, Marco pressed his lips against Lettas, kissing her gently. Letta responded to her husbands kiss slowly as she felt Marco pulling her waist closer. Marco extended his hand to the side of Lettas face, caressing it down to her shoulders, slightly pulling the bathrobe she was wearing so that Lettas shoulder was clearly visible. Marco then unraveled their kiss, turning to the side of Lettas face, making Letta continue to close her eyes, enjoying every touch of Marcos lips that felt warm on her skin. Letta also felt Marcos warm breath brushing against her earlobe. I love this scent, Marco said, as if Letta already knew how much Marco admired her. Letta felt Marco kissing her slender neck and shoulder slowly, while his other hand pulled the bathrobe Letta was wearing, exposing her sensitive side in front of Marco. Letta could only grip her husbands hair. It seems like it has really changed in size, Marco suddenly said. Letta opened her eyes, surprised to hear such straightforward words from Marco. Youre making me even more embarrassed. Why do you keep speaking so frankly like that? Isnt it clear that my body has really changed now? Letta said, blushing. Marco justughed, I just wanted to say it. It seems like its twice as Letta immediately covered Marcos mouth with both palms, Stop it. I already know. Without you saying it, I already know that it has changed. Dont you like it? Letta asked, making Marco pull both of his hands from his mouth. Who said I dont like it? On the contrary, Marco said, leaning towards Lettas face. It looks even more tempting. I cant even control myself right now, Marco whispered right next to Lettas ear, making Letta widen her eyes and gaze at Marco who was winking. Tastes sweet Letta didnt know what her husband was discussing with Pedro earlier, but now she was stalling for time. Initially, she was only going to ask for one kiss, but now Marco was trailing kisses along her skin as if he didnt want to move at all. Letta finally pushed Marcos body, and their embrace unravelled. Pedro will keep waiting for us even longer. I havent even dressed yet, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Its okay. Hes used to waiting. Dont worry about Pedro. What my wife should be thinking about is how to prevent her husband from teasing her again today, Marco said, once again making Letta shake her head. What am I supposed to do then? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with a satisfied gaze. I want you to y around with me, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I dont know how. I dont understand the kind of ying around thats in your mind right now. So dont ask for anything strange, Letta said, making Marco just smile. Its not about my mind. Im asking you to y around in your own way. It seems like it would be a lot of fun, Marco said, making Letta disagree again. Of course, she wasnt very experienced in such matters, unlike her husband who seemed adept at everything, including teasing like this. No, I cant. Its better to wait for me now and let me get dressed, Letta said, about to turn around, but Marco immediately hugged her from behind. Letta could now see their reflection in therge mirror in front of her, showing the entire contents of the room, including herself and Marco. Look at your face now, its even flushed. Do you really not want us to y around for a bit? Marco said behind Lettas ear, making Letta just close her eyes. Then do it quickly, Letta said. After that, she pouted her lips, making Marco smile, gazing at his wifes reflection in therge mirror.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Wow, it turns out my wife is actually very enthusiastic. So why is she pretending to be shy like that, with her blushing face looking even more adorable? Marco said, again making Letta want to open her mouth, but she held back. That wasnt her intention, but Marco always teased her by prolonging their time like this. Well then, if you dont want to y around with your version, Ill y around with my own version. How about that? Marco asked, looking at Letta who could only stare at herself without saying anything. Marco continued to trail kisses along his wifes neck as he slowly pulled the bathrobe covering Lettas innocent body. Lets move to another ce. I cant stand in front of the mirror like this, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Thats actually what I want to do. I want to y around with you, to see how I do it, Marco replied, making Letta widen her eyes. Thats certainly not a problem. Do you want to see my face really flushed? Letta asked, making Marco just nod. Yes, thats a great idea. You look so beautiful with your face all flushed like that. It makes me even more excited, Marco said, making Letta feel like she couldnt change her husbands mind. Marco slowly untied the bathrobe, removing it from Lettas body. Letta just closed her eyes as she felt the bathrobepletely slumped on the floor, making Marco look satisfied as he gazed at Lettas body now clearly disyed in front of therge mirror. Look, you look beautiful, Marco said when he saw Letta just closing her eyes. Thats not the point. Clearly, Im embarrassed. I dont care whether Im beautiful or not, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Its okay, after all, only I can see it, Marco said again, trying to persuade Letta. Letta finally slowly began to open her eyes and immediately saw her body clearly disyed in front of therge mirror, with Marco continuously embracing her rounded stomach. Right, isnt it? You look so enchanting, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Marco then caressed Letta gently. Its growing bigger, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, day by day, its bing more active too. I cant wait to meet him, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, in a few months, we will wee his birth, Marco said as he kissed Lettas shoulder slowly. Marco then pulled Lettas long hair that covered her back, guiding it to the side, making her back clearly visible. Marco slowly yed with his fingers on his wifes back, giving sweet kisses. Letta once again tried to calm her increasingly rapid breath. She could already feel the small tingles created by Marco, and Marco had now begun the intended y. Marco then embraced Letta from behind, ying with both sides that lookedrge and firm. Letta, look at yourself, whispered Marco, causing Letta to see how Marco was teasing both sides sensitively, causing her face to flush even more. But it wasnt just that which made Letta close her eyes again, as Marco continued to touch her gently. Eventually, Letta couldnt help but let out a sudden moan amidst Marcos y, causing her to bite her lower lip again, but Marco immediately touched the corner of Lettas lip. I want you to do what I just heard. You dont need to hold back and never bite your lower lip like this, Marco said, making Letta moan again as Marco traced her body. One of his hands still remained on both her sensitive sides, and another hand now caressed her thigh. Letta was forced to see how her husband touched every inch of her skin, until Letta widened her eyes when Marco reached her sensitive core. Just like this, youre already so wet, Marco said, allowing Letta to feel his fingers ying with her core, while she continued to moan sweetly as Marco began to do what he wanted. Letta could feel her strong heartbeat pounding rapidly, her breath growing heavy, and her body temperature rising. She had just finished cleaning herself, but that had quickly changed. Marco released his fingers, then showed them to Letta, disying the fluid now present on his fingers. Soaked inside there, Marco said, as Letta reached for Marcos wrist, but he pulled it away. Youll clean it up, wont you? Marco asked, and Letta nodded. Of course. Then, what should I do? Letta asked again. The next moment, Letta truly fell silent as Marco directed his fingers towards her mouth, teasing it yfully, causing Letta to immediately turn to look at her husband. Tastes sweet, Marco said, winking with one eye, and after that, Marco immediately pulled Letta into his embrace, pressing their lips together again. Letta could feel the fluid that her husband had just tasted. The temperature between them had changed, the kiss they shared was starting to feel demanding. Letta could feel her tongue slipping through her lips, entering her mouth, entwining with each other. Letta could only grip the clothes Marco was wearing, feeling how Marco began to explore every inch of her skin. Now it’s your turn Marco then released their lip lock, starting to trail kisses down Lettas slender neck, then descending to her shoulders while gripping her back. However, the next moment, Letta truly screamed as Marco suddenly lifted her body in his arms, causing Letta to shake her head. No, put me down. What if I fall? Didnt you say that my body has really changed and doubled in size? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. Your body still feels light to me, so dont worry. What I meant by doubling is this one of yours, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Her face was now facing both her exposed sensitive sides clearly. Letta was about to respond to her husbands words when Marco immediately kissed both of Lettas sensitive sides in front of him. Letta could only embrace Marco tightly, tracing every one of his fingers on her husbands scalp, making Marco even more powerless as he greedily kissed her. Letta could only let out moans as Marco continued to tease both her sensitive sides. Letta could see how the red marks were now beginning to fill her front body, until Marco released his embrace and slowly lowered Letta. After that, they linked their lips again, and Letta could feel the warmth of her husbands lips. Letta didnt know how long they spent ying like this. Marcos promise to do it briefly seemed to no longer concern Letta, because Letta was nowpletely engrossed in her husbands game. Letta could feel Marcos hands beginning to touch every inch of her skin again, until Marco released their lip lock. After that, Marco knelt in front of Letta, leaving her unsure of what her husband was about to do. Letta just stared at the reflection in the mirror in front of her, seeing how her body was now adorned with red marks by Marco. Marco then gently kissed Lettas round belly, while Letta continued to caress the side of Marcos face with his hand as he traced Lettas slender legs. You can hold onto my shoulder, Marco suddenly said, making Letta furrow her brow. Why did she have to hold onto his shoulder, Letta wondered. Not understanding what Marco was about to do. Afterwards, Letta truly gripped Marcos shoulder as he slightly opened her legs, even lifting one of her legs which he now ced on his shoulder, making Letta widen her eyes as Marco quickly teased her core, with his melodious voice echoing Marcos name throughout the room. Letta could feel her husbands gentle tongue beginning to prate her core. Letta could only grip Marcos shoulders tightly, then gaze at the reflection in the mirror in front of her, disying her body now being yed by her husband. Letta knew what kind of game they were ying at the moment, so Marco wanted Letta to witness the game he was ying. Letta could hear Marcos muffled groans from down there, continuously ying with his tongue on Lettas core, before Marco finally looked up. Notfortable in this position, I bet? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, because standing like this, I feel a little ufortable, Letta replied, making Marco smile and immediately stand to lift Lettas body so she could lie directly on the bed. Im sure this way is much morefortable, Marco said again, making Letta bite her lower lip. Seeing her husbands expression, with his disheveled hair, somehow made Marco look even more attractive to her. His glistening lips, continuously ying with Lettas intimacy, seemed to make Letta want to taste them. Letta then didnt hesitate, immediately pulling off Marcos clothes and linking their lips. Marco was slightly surprised by Lettas sudden movement. Marco could feel Letta now taking over their game, how Letta kissed him fervently, devouring all the fluid that clung to his lips. Marco could even hear moans that sounded so beautiful in between the kisses, making Marco finally follow his wifes lead. Letta also didnt anticipate that she would desire Marco so much. Letta truly couldnt contain the turmoil within her body, especially when Marco began to touch both her sensitive sides very gently again. It seems my wife cant hold it back anymore, Marco said, making Letta just smile. Yes, its because of the game youve initiated. So now you have to take responsibility, right? Letta said, making Marco grin widely. Of course, with pleasure. Do you want me to satisfy you? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Ive been looking forward to it, Letta replied with a flushed face, but without any hint of shyness, prompting Marco to continue trailing every inch of his wifes skin, kissing her round belly, until finally reaching Lettas intimacy. Letta, without waiting for Marcos cue, immediately spread her legs wide. There, Marco could see how her intimacy looked flushed and wet, as if unable to hold back, he kissed it fervently. In that moment, Letta could only grip tightly while closing her eyes as her intimacy was once again touched by Marco. The suppressed moansbined with Marcos groans down there made the atmosphere between them feel even more heated. Lettas body, with a pounding heart, seemed to further encourage her to articte the moans that escaped her mouth, just as Marco began to slip his tongue into Lettas intimacy, ying with it. Marco then looked up, gazing at Letta enjoying his game. Until Marco felt that Letta wouldnt be satisfied with just his tongue. Marco began to insert two of his fingers into Lettas intimacy, causing Letta to arch her body, enjoying the incredible sensation, moving them within while teasing with his tongue. Letta relentlessly moved faster, her intimacy looking even more flushed, making her feel like something was about toe out from within. Marco seemed to realize it when his fingers felt clenched by her intimacy. It was then that Marco withdrew his fingers and reced them with his gentle tongue, sucking it firmly. Marco could feel the warm fluid that had juste out from Lettas intimacy. Marco seemed unwilling to leave any trace, swallowing it whole. Letta could only arch her body once again, as if floating. Her knees felt trembling, making Letta finally raise her body slightly. When not satisfied yet, Letta pulled Marcos shoulders, and Marco released his game. Letta immediately linked their lips again, feeling the fluid that Marco had just tasted, sticking to her lips. Marco continued to tease with his fingers, making Letta only able to grip Marcos hair, biting her lower lip quite hard, arousing something within Marco that had been held back since earlier.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Initially, Marco was only going to y to satisfy his wife, but this time it seemed that Marco also needed to be satisfied, just as Letta realized Marco had been groaning since earlier, touching both Lettas sensitive sides, ying in between their kisses. The two intimacies in his grasp made Letta not wait long when she felt the desire within her longing for Marco. Letta could only embrace Marco as he began to kiss her neck, leaving a red mark on Lettas slender neck, until Letta finally untangled their embrace. Now its your turn, Letta said, winking, as if doing what Marco had done to her earlier, making Marcough at his wifes sweet gesture. Very tired Letta stepped down from the bed and stood before Marco, who was now gazing at every inch of her body. Marco smiled as if proud of the artwork he had painted on Lettas body. Dont look at me like that, Letta said, causing Marco to shrug as if indifferent. Whats the problem? Im just looking at my own wifes body, Marco said, making her roll her eyeszily. Come here, Letta said, finally making Marco sit right by the bedside, and Letta immediately knelt. Now I know what my wife is about to do, Marco said, making Letta smile. I will do what just became your game, Letta said as she reached out her hand and undid the belt of Marcos pants before slowly unbuttoning them. Marco remained silent, watching what Letta was about to do. Marco could see how Letta struggled to swallow her saliva. Even though it hadnt fully emerged, she seemed prepared. Marco just grinned, observing his wifes cute behavior. If youre afraid, you dont have to force it, Marco said, sounding like a taunt, making Letta shake her head. Why should I be afraid? Letta replied, making Marco unable to hold back his smile. You might not be afraid, but you might not make an effort to bring it out. My intimacy wont be able to stand on its own if you dont help ite out, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes at his straightforward words. Letta tried to help, even though it already felt very hard from the outside, let alone when Marco would really bring it out. Letta knew the only way to y with it was to see it directly. Marco touched Lettas face. You look surprised. Come on, this isnt the first time youve seen mine, is it? Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Can you stopmenting on me all the time? I might just change my mind. Even gathering this courage took a lot of effort, Letta said, making Marco chuckle.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Alright then, Im ready to ept my wifes wild game, Letta said, making Marco gasp as his intimacy touched Lettas soft lips. Marco leaned in a little, holding his intimacy, causing him to groan. Just with this gentle touch, Im already powerless to hold it back, Marco said, making Letta see how Marcos gaze was starting to change. His sharp and firm eyes began to look very demanding, especially when Letta brought her face closer and ced the tip of Marcos intimacy on her soft lips, causing Marco to tilt his head. Yes, like that, deeper, Marco said, making Letta struggle a bit to take it into her mouth. Even both sides of her face felt very sore, and Letta couldnt imagine how Marcos intimacy could possibly fit entirely into hers. Several times, Letta seemed overwhelmed and released it, but it didnt diminish the extraordinary sensation for Marco. Marco could truly feel how warm his intimacy was inside Lettas mouth, until finally, he couldnt bear to see Letta struggling a bit to bend her body and also y with his intimacy. Yes, youve tried enough to y with it, nowe here, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a questioning gaze. Why dont you like it? Letta asked, realizing that she might not be as skilled as others out there who could satisfy her husband, but Marco shook his head. Just you bringing my intimacy to your lips makes me unable to hold myself back, let alone in the way you did earlier. I just dont want you to keep bowing in front of me, so stand up, sit on myp, Marco said, helping Letta slowly get up from her seat, now shifting onto Marcosp. Well do it like this, its better, Marco said, finally starting to help Letta lift her body a bit, cing his intimacy on Lettas, before pushing it in. Letta widened her eyes as Marcos intimacy entered hers perfectly. It truly could fit entirely into hers, making Letta sure that something extraordinary was happening, especially when she started moving her body on Marcosp, and Marco tried to help Letta by holding her waist. Letta could only gasp as Marco slowly thrust into her, but very deeply. If its ufortable, just say so, Marco said, making Letta nod. Of course, Letta thoroughly enjoyed a position like this. She could see how Marcos eyes were directly facing her, making Letta finally moan while continuing to move her body, pressing her lips against Marcos, kissing him passionately. Likewise, Marco yed with both of her sensitive sides. They seemed to satisfy each other. Letta could feel her intimacy tightening, just as Marcos was being consumed more fiercely by Letta, making Marco aware that Letta would soon reach her release again. Marco finallyid Letta down to ensure their position wouldnt endanger the baby in Lettas womb, propping Lettas body up with a few pillows. Marco began to take over the game. Moving in sync, Marco felt Letta gripping anything around her, sensing that his intimacy was about to bring him release once more. As Marco thrust deeply, Letta arched again, her body trembling intensely. Marco sped up his movements and released all the fluid within him. He could only gaze at Letta with a racing breath. His wifes body, now drenched in sweat, looked stunning before Marco withdrew his intimacy, took a small towel nearby, and helped Letta clean up. Marco didnt know that Lettas intimacy would continue to look as enticing, with the fluid still trickling out. He continued to assist Letta in cleaning up. While Letta tried to normalize her breath, allowing Marco to take over everything, she opened her eyes, gazing at Marco who was now looking at her with a warm smile. So, do you still want to go to the casino? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Im very tired, Letta said, making Marco sigh. Marcos smile then pulled Letta back onto hisp. Then rest some more. I wont be long either when Ie back, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yes, Ill just rest, Letta said, making Marco finally leave for the bathroom to clean himself, while Letta, without the slightest protest, let Marco do whatever he wanted to her. Not in her room Letta blinked as she felt she had had enough sleep for her body, which had previously felt very tired from the game with her husband. She then looked at the sky, which was starting to darken, before ncing at the clock on the nightstand. It indicated that she had been sleeping for hours, but Marco still hadnt returned. Letta finally straightened her body, got off the bed, and walked towards the window, which disyed the bustle below, making Letta smile. It didnt seem like a bad idea for her to go out for a bit to get some fresh air while waiting for Marcos return. Although Marco had strongly forbidden her from going out alone, there must be guards out there that Marco had assigned to watch over her, and Letta could bring them along, she thought. Eventually, Letta chose to freshen up first, selecting the appropriate attire for her walk in the evening. Within minutes, she was admiring her reflection in front of therge mirror, wearing a light brown dress thatplemented her fair skin, making Letta smile.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Letta then opened her room door, but furrowed her brow when no one was guarding her room. Usually, Marco would always instruct at least two people to watch over her. But this time, had Marco forgotten, Letta wondered. So, should she leave the hotel or not? Because Letta knew that Marco would not be pleased if she traveled alone, as she was aware that Marco would be extremely concerned about her safety. Letta was about to close her room door when a thought crossed her mind. After all, she was just going not far from the hotel. Marco would surely allow it, and Letta would be back soon before Marco returned from the casino, she thought with a beaming smile. After that, she stepped out of the hotel room. Letta descended floor by floor using the elevator until she reached the hotel lobby. Indeed, outside, the streets appeared busy, with peopleing and going in the vicinity. Marco had indeed chosen a strategic location for them to upy. Letta then looked around at the bustling environment, where people were moving about, prompting Letta to follow their direction. Letta promised herself she would only go around the hotel area, but unconsciously, her steps, which had initially felt slow, began to quicken. Not far from the hotel, there was a show, almost like an exhibition, with many games, numerous paintings, and even some that depicted traditions Letta wasnt familiar with, making Letta smile. Letta didnt know how far she had strayed from the hotel area. All she wanted was to enjoy the lively atmosphere that currently seemed delightful to her. Letta began examining each beautifully disyed painting in front of her. After that, she looked towards the food stalls. However, what made Letta curse herself was that she had left without a single penny because Marco had never given her any money or a cellphone. Whenever Letta went out, Marco was always with her, and this time Marco was unaware, leaving Letta to swallow hard with difficulty. Unbeknownst to Letta, someone who had been conscious earlier continued to follow her from afar, smiling all the while. This person appeared to be observing every aspect of Lettas current appearance, but what made them grimace was when they noticed Lettas visibly swollen belly. This prompted the person to approach Letta and tap her shoulder. Meanwhile, elsewhere, two newly arrived guards immediately stood in front of Lettas room door. However, they were surprised when a servant emerged from Lettas room. Is Mrs. Letta inside? one of the guards asked one of the servants responsible for cleaning the room, who shook his head. Theres no one inside. I was just cleaning the room as instructed by a woman earlier, the servant said, causing both guards to widen their eyes. They usually took turns guarding Letta, but for some reason, they both experienced a stomachache incident simultaneously, rendering them unable to wait outside Lettas room. And it seemed to backfire on them, as they had to quickly report to Marco that they had failed in their duty to watch over his wife. We must immediately contact the master and prepare to face our fate for neglecting our duties, one of the guards muttered to the other, who could only rub his face roughly. Its better if we search around here first, who knows if the mrs is downstairs or in the lobby. Yes, perhaps shes just out for some fresh air, the guard said, and they finally nodded, agreeing to search for Letta first, going through each floor of the hotel, and also searching around the hotel area. However, they still couldnt find Letta, leading them to immediately call Pedro. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Pedro was seen standing not far from Marco, who was currently reviewing the report about the casino that had just been transferred under Jovankas name. Everything had been settled legally, with the casino and several nightclubs now under Jovankas ownership. Pedros focus was interrupted when his phone suddenly rang, disying the name of one of his subordinates who was in charge of guarding Letta, prompting Pedro to step away briefly before receiving the report from his subordinate. I received a report from one of the guards I assigned to secure the Mrs Letta, Pedro said, and at that moment, Marco began to change his facial expression. Marco immediately looked at him with a serious gaze, his eyes sharp. Tell me, is something bad happening to Letta? Marco asked again, making Pedro pause for a moment, calming his voice. Mrs is not in her room, and its due to the negligence of the two guards I assigned. Currently, I have instructed them to mobilize other guards to search for the Lady around the hotel. Sir, please remain calm, we will find her soon, Pedro said. After that, Marco got up from his seat, not listening to any further exnation from Pedro. Jacob Letta immediately turned to face someone who was now patting her shoulder. After that, she fell silent when she saw a man smiling and looking at her. Hi, long time no see. How are you? the man asked, leaving Letta speechless before furrowing her brow. Is he one of the friends I forgot, Letta thought, now only able to smile awkwardly. Yeah, Im fine, Letta replied, trying to adjust to the situation and his question. Letta also didnt know whether the person was really someone she knew before or not, because Marco had once said that there were many people around them who might have ill intentions toward her and Marco. That made Letta realize that she seemed to have been out for too long, and she also didnt know how far the distance was from her current location to the hotel. Thankfully, I also see you in good condition right now. I didnt know if you were pregnant too. Thats happy news, but why didnt Marco ever tell our family? Jacob said, examining every expression that Letta disyed. Maybe they just havent told yet, Letta replied, making Jacob walk closer, causing Letta to blink. Really? Well, it seems my cousin wants to hide his good news for himself. Hes very selfish, Jacob whispered in Lettas ear, leaving her silent. It turned out that the man in front of her was Marcos cousin, Letta thought, feeling less afraid because this was still part of Marcos family, she thought. Not really. Dont misunderstand Marco. Maybe hes just busy. Oh yeah, who are you here with? Letta asked with her friendly tone that was starting to feel less awkward, because Lettas thought was that Jacob was someone she didnt need to fear, although on the contrary, if Letta remembered, Jacob was someone she should avoid, and it was also evident from Jacob, who was now looking at Letta with raised eyebrows. Of course, his response now was very different from what he had shown before, where now Letta smiled broadly when looking at him. There was no expression of difort, making Jacob feel even more that this was a very interesting game, he thought. No, Im alone. I happen to be in this country to oversee a project because your husband easily kicked me out of the project that I was supposed to handle, Jacob said, making Letta widen her eyes. Really? Isnt that very cruel of him to do to his own cousin? Dont worry, maybe Marco is just being sensitive, Letta said, patting Jacobs shoulder, making Jacob fall silent for a moment before finallyughing. Well, this is a very interesting encounter. What are you doing here? Where are your guards? Jacob asked, making Letta shake her head. Im just strolling alone, no guards are following me, Letta replied, making Jacob feel something was amiss, because as far as Jacob knew, Marco would never let his wife wander around in a crowded ce like this alone, especially in a country that was very dangerous for her. Are you sure there are no guards following you? Jacob asked again, making sure, as Letta nodded her head. Yes, Im sure. You rx, and of course, I know someone in this ce, so I dont feel too lonely, Letta said, making Jacob smile as he approached. Didnt thest time they met, Letta always say to stay away from him? But now, what she was showing, Jacob thought, nodding his head. Thats good, so we can spend our afternoon here. You rx, I will contact Marcoter and tell him that you are with me, so he wont worry, Jacob said, making Letta nod enthusiastically. Yes, thats a good idea. He wont be angry, right, if I stroll around with his cousin? Letta said, making Jacob smile once again. Alright, so where should we go? Jacob asked, looking around at the crowd.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Theres actually a food I wanted to try, but I forgot to bring anything, Letta said with her awkward smile, making Jacob reply with his typical smile. So youre asking your cousin to treat you today? Jacob asked again, making Letta shake her head. No, no. I just want to ask for your help. Maybe you can lend me some money. I promise, after I meet Marco, Ill pay you back, Letta said, making Jacob burst intoughter. What kind of exhibition is this? There are only simple foods here that wont cost me too much. You can choose whatever you like, and Ill pay for it, Jacob said, making Letta look at him with sparkling eyes. Are you really okay if I choose whatever I want? Letta asked, making Jacob nod his head. Yes, just pick whatever you like, and Ill just follow you, Jacob said, making Letta finally step forward, followed by Jacob who was only looking at her small back. It was noticeable how Letta showed her smile without any doubt, making Jacob even more curious. Actually, what happened to his cousins wife? Could she have forgotten thest time they met, Jacob thought, now bing curious about Lettas condition, or maybe it was because of her pregnancy hormones, Jacob thought again, ultimately choosing to follow every step interspersed with some conversations between them, seeing amusement park rides, looking at some paintings, until they didnt realize that the sky was getting darker. It was as if they were enjoying their time together without any fear, and that only made Jacob more curious. Arent you afraid of me? Jacob asked, finally throwing the question that had piqued his curiosity, making Letta stop her hand that was spooning ice cream into her mouth. Why should I be afraid? Youre not a criminal, are you? Letta asked, making Jacob look at her with raised eyebrows. Well, Im not a criminal, but I could still do something bad to you, Jacob said again, making Letta nod her head again. You couldnt possibly do anything bad to your own cousins wife, could you? Come on, dont scare me. Besides, youve been giving me what I want since earlier. Youre a very kind cousin, Letta said again, making Jacob just smile thinly as he looked at her. Yes, I am a kind-hearted cousin, but unfortunately, your husband never looks at me with a kind gaze. In his mind, Im just a cousin who always bothers him. I dont know, even though I have a heart of an angel, Jacob said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, youre right. Youre very kind, but why doesnt Marco like you? Next time, Ill ask him and also tell him that hes just being suspicious of you. You rx, your rtionship will surely improve, Letta said, still busy with her ice cream, making Jacob fall silent. Jacob wanted to see for himself how Marcos expression would be when Letta said that his wife spent time with him. It would definitely be very interesting, Jacob thought, until finally, Jacob looked at some people wearing ck clothes in the crowd. Jacob seemed to know that these people were synonymous with Marcos guards. They seemed very busy inspecting everyone. Alright, in that case, I should also leave now because Ive been getting calls. You can go back to your hotel by yourself, right? Jacob said, realizing that he had to get away from Letta. Yes, of course. Its not far, right? Thank you for today, Letta said with a big smile, making Jacob finally step closer. After that, he quickly kissed Lettas cheek, leaving her speechless as she watched Jacob smile and wave his hand as he walked away. Make you comfortable Marco didnt hesitate when he immediately left the casino, abandoning all the work he had to attend to, upon hearing the news that Letta had disappeared from the hotel. He was convinced to go straight to the hotel and upon arrival, he could see several guards bowing to greet his arrival. So, should I eliminate each one of you to show you how to take care of my wife? Marco said, leaving them silent and bowing even lower. Dont make me angrier. Move quickly and find Letta. Deploy all your guards to find her as soon as possible, Marco said, looking at Pedro, who then looked at his subordinates, and they all scattered to find Letta. Meanwhile, Letta began to approach the guards who seemed to be searching for her, and her guess was confirmed when the ck-d guards approached her. Madam, we were looking for you earlier. Are you okay? one of the guards asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, Im fine. I was just strolling, enjoying the hustle and bustle here. I didnt realize I had walked too far from the hotel. Have you been looking for me since then? Letta asked casually, making the guard nod his head. Unbeknownst to Letta, they had nearly faced Marcos anger. Alright, then lets go back to the hotel. Has Marco returned? Letta asked, making the guard nod his head again. Yes, Sir has been waiting for Madam and seemed panicked because he couldnt find Madam in the hotel room, the guard said. Im sorry, I was about to take guards to apany me for a walk around, but there was no one outside my room, so I thought I didnt need guards to protect me, Letta said, finally getting into the car followed by several guards. They immediately contacted Pedro to stop the search and informed him that Letta had been found. True to their word, within five minutes of driving, they were back at the hotel where Letta had been staying. Letta didnt know if her brief disappearance had prompted Marco to mobilize all his guards. When Letta saw several cars lined up in front of the hotel, along with Marcos men dressed in ck in the lobby, they all bowed to wee Lettas arrival, making her feel slightly guilty. Letta went straight to the hotel room, where the door was ajar, with guards lined up in front of it. Did you really search for me? Letta asked again, without being answered by the guards. Letta went in and saw Marco, who immediately turned to look at her. Letta was about to speak when Marco took a quick step and pulled Letta into a tight embrace, surprising her. Letta could feel Marcos heart beating rapidly, and his hands trembling as he held her. Why? Letta asked, making Marco feel both annoyed and relieved at the same time. Why are you asking like that? Marco asked, returning the question to Letta.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. I saw you seem frightened, Letta asked again. Of course, I had to be afraid when I got the report that you werent in the hotel room. You know, this is the scariest thing in my mind. I was afraid you might really disappear from my sight. Thats why I always provide tight security for you, Marco said, making Letta smile as she reached out her hand and stroked her husbands firm jaw, which looked hardened. Okay, Im back now. Earlier, I was going to bring some guards that you might have assigned to escort me, but it turned out there was no one outside. So, I thought I didnt have to worry too much about my safety. I nned to just walk around the hotel, but my steps kept going farther. I saw a crowd not far from here. There was an art exhibition and food stands. I enjoyed my time there, Letta said, making Marco only able to roughly rub his face. Forgive me for not being able to take you around this ce and instead being busy with all my affairs. You must have been very bored, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Well, I dont know. Maybe I wasnt that bored. I was just a little curious out there. I didnt actually intend to go far from this hotel. It happened unexpectedly, Letta said, which made Marco pull his wife back into his embrace. Alright, forget it. Next time, you cant go anywhere alone. Even if there are no guards around you or not, you have to wait for me, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, I know. Im sorry for making you worried again, Letta said, making Marco finally able to smile. So, you went there alone? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, I was really amazed by this city. I dont know if they ever sleep or not, because what I saw from our hotel window, whether its morning, afternoon, or evening, this city is always bustling. I like the hustle and bustle, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, for that reason, expanding my business here is one of the advantages Im considering, Marco said again, making Letta nod her head. Letta then looked at Pedro and several guards still lined up in front of their room. You didnt intend to have them stay there, did you? Come on, just two or maybe one is enough. Let them do more important work than guarding me, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Theres nothing more important than guarding you. Thats my number one priority. So, instead of you doing what you did earlier, Id rather increase the number of guards, Marco said, to which Letta immediately refused. No need. Youre making the hotel guests around here ufortable with their presence, Letta said again. Dont worry. Dont I know that specifically on the floor we upy, Ive rented all the rooms. There wont be anyone bothered by our presence, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. No wonder during the days she stayed at the hotel, Letta never saw anyone passing by on the same floor as hers. It seemed that her husband really went all out to impress her. You really rented the entire floor of this hotel just for the two of us? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Thats to make youfortable. I know you wouldnt befortable if there were strangers lingering around you in our living space, including me. I just want you to feel more at ease because you didnt want to stay in the previous dimension. So, I had to do this, Marco said casually, making Letta seemingly unable to protest further about all his decisions. After all, they had been staying at this hotel for a few days, Letta thought. Hurt, of course not Marco then stepped towards Letta, who had juste out of the bathroom with a bathrobe still enveloping her body. Her hair seemed to be wrapped in a small towel, making Marco smile. Letta walked towards the wardrobe and took her nightwear before reentering the bathroom. Marco remained silent, watching his wife leave with raised eyebrows. Was the smile she had just shown so terrifying that it scared Letta, Marco thought, which ultimately made him find it amusing. A few minutester, Letta emerged again after putting on her nightwear and sat on their bed. Why did you run earlier? Marco asked, making Letta look at her husband while rolling her eyeszily. Of course, because when you showed that smile that worried me, I knew what was going on in your mind when you saw me still wearing the bathrobe. So, I secured myself immediately because I was really tired, Letta said, making Marcough. It turned out that his wife had quite a good sense of defense, Marco thought. Marco then put down the book that had been in hisp, got off the bed, took over the hairdryer from Letta, and tried to take over her task. Letta looked at the reflection in therge mirror in front of her as Marco began massaging her head while trying to dry her hair. Your hair has gotten long, Marco said as he gazed at Letta through the mirror in front of him. Yeah, should I cut it? Letta said as she took a handful of her hair, leaving Letta momentarily silent as she gazed at her wifes beautiful hair. I dont know. Youll look beautiful with long or short hair, Marco said again, making Letta furrow her brows. Havent you ever seen me with short hair? Letta asked, leaving Marco silent. Not short, but maybe it was shoulder-length, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. What if I cut it to shoulder-length? Would that be okay? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Yes, its up to you. I would never forbid you from anything, because to me its all the same. Whether you have long or short hair, youre still Letta, my wife, Marco said, making Letta smile in response. Until finally, Marco was reminded of his wifes solo journey. You know, I was really scared earlier. I didnt know you had the courage to walk alone in a ce you didnt know, especially in such a crowded ce. What if someone wanted to hurt you? Marco said, reminding Letta of her encounter with Jacob. Ah, yes, I just remembered that earlier I wasnt walking alone, Letta said, causing Marcos hand movements to stop. After that, he looked at Letta again through therge mirror in front of them. What do you mean? Marco asked again. Initially from this hotel, I did walk alone, but after arriving at the exhibition earlier, I met someone, Letta said, making Marco stare at her even more with raised eyebrows. Who was it? Marco asked again. Come on, guess, you would never expect that I met him, Letta said, making Marco even more ufortable. How could Letta possibly know someone in this country, Marco thought again. Cant you guess? I met your cousin. Initially, I didnt know him, but he greeted me so warmly. I was hesitant about how to respond to him because I was afraid he didnt know about me. Fortunately, he introduced himself first without me asking. Thats why he didnt suspect that I didnt know him, Letta said, making Marco remain silent. You know, hes Jacob, your cousin. I didnt know you had a cousin around my age, Letta said, making Marcos heart beat faster. Are you sure you met someone named Jacob? Marco asked again, making Letta nod her head. Well, he introduced himself as Jacob. He also said that Ive changed a bit. He also didnt know that I was pregnant because he mentioned that you never told your extended family about my pregnancy at all. He turned out to be a good person. I went out earlier without bringing any money, and he treated me to whatever I wanted to buy there. However, he couldnt join and meet you because he said he had some business in this country. And one more thing, he also mentioned that he was a little annoyed with you for not involving him in your new project, Letta said at length, leaving Marco just silent. Are you hurt? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Hurt, of course not, Letta said. He didnt do anything to you, did he? Marco asked again, causing Letta to shake her head. On the contrary, he seemed kind. He even got me what I wanted to buy earlier. Maybe you have a significant misunderstanding. So, it seems like you two need to meet and resolve your issues. Im sure it can be sorted out, Letta said, prompting Marco to finally switch off the hair dryer, feeling that Lettas hair was dry enough. After that, he roughly wiped his face and turned Lettas body to face him. If you meet that man again in the future, just pretend I never saw him. Avoid him and never talk to him about anything, Marco said, causing Letta to furrow her brow. Why? Hes really a good person. Im sure theres just a misunderstanding between you two, Letta said, making Marco once again sigh harshly. Theres no misunderstanding between us, Letta. Hes just not someone you can easily approach. Youve only just met him a few times, and you shouldnt conclude things so easily. So, I beg you, even though I wont allow it at all, we dont know, right, whether an incident like earlier will identally happen to you again. Maybe youll run into that man, but please, never get close to him. Never give him an opportunity to get close to you, Marco said with a serious gaze, causing Letta to nod her head. Alright, if youre so worried about him, Ill avoid him as much as possible, Letta said, making Marco just exhale deeply. Im not doing this because I dont want you to be close to my extended family. Its just that theyre not people who can understand your situation. And theyre not entitled to be close to us, especially anything rted to us. And they dont need to know about my condition and my familys condition, you understand, Marco said, making Letta nod again. Letta didnt know what had happened between Marco and his extended family, so for now, all she could do was follow what Marco wanted to do to her. At least, Letta didnt know the beginning of this issue, so she couldnt argue. Punishment for you Marco furrowed his brow in his sleep as he felt something tickling his earlobe, causing him to finally brush it away before falling back asleep. However, after a while, something disturbed him again, whether it was a tickle on his nose, ear, or a puff of air. Marco slowly blinked his eyes open to see Letta smiling broadly at him. His wife was clearly intent on disrupting his morning, prompting Marco to reach out and yfully pinch Lettas cheek. Come on, Im still sleepy. What time is it? Marco asked, still closing his eyes, causing Letta to sigh in frustration. Come on, its already noon. You should have been up a while ago, Letta replied, but Marco only responded with a murmur as if truly needing his sleep. Letta tried to tease her husband again, but it seemed like Marco was really holding back, as if not disturbed at all. Despite promising to take her for a walk, because Pedro had called himte at night, Marco had forgotten his promise to Letta. Come on, wake up. Didnt you promisest night to apany me for a stroll? Letta asked, making Marco murmur again. Did you forget? Letta asked again. Let me sleep for another hour longer. I promise Ill get up after that, Marco said, making Letta roll her eyeszily. If it gets anyter, itll get hotter outside, Letta whined. Thats okay. Maybe its better if we take a walk in the evening or at night. For now, lets just go back to sleep, keep mepany, Marco said, causing Letta to look at him with an annoyed expression. You promised to take me out for the whole day, not just in the evening or at night, Letta insisted. Come on, I still need my sleep, Marco said, finally trying to find a way to get her husband to wake up. Fine, then Ill go for a walk alone, or maybe Ill meet your cousin Jacob. Thats a good idea too, Letta said, making Marco shake his head with his eyes still closed. By the way, Ive instructed five guards outside to watch this room so you cant leave, Marco said, making Letta truly annoyed. I can tell them that youve allowed me, Letta said again. However, out of nowhere, a walkie-talkie appeared in Marcos hand. He pressed it and immediately spoke to the five guards outside their room.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Dont let my wife go out alone, Im still sleeping, Marco said, before putting away the walkie-talkie in a random ce. Letta closed her eyes, realizing that this approach wouldnt work either. She searched for another way, and an idea crossed her mind. Letta pulled the corner of her lips, feeling confident that this idea would truly work. She leaned in and gently blew on her husbands face. Not only that, Letta ran her fingers on Marcos bare chest as he habitually slept without a shirt. She also caressed his neck and finally kissed him softly, ying with her tongue on Marcos lips. Marco remained silent for a moment before finally opening his eyes wide, clearly showing his sleep deprivation. Letta smiled satisfactorily as Marco gazed at her with a sharp and somewhat frustrated look. Youre not just waking me up, love. Youre waking up the one down there too, Marco said, making Letta shrug nonchntly. I dont care. Whats clear is that youre awake now and it seems you cant close your eyes again. You better clean yourself up now and take me wherever you want, Letta said, making Marco fall silent as he observed his wife, still in her bathrobe. Letta appeared to have finished freshening up, and the fresh scent of her body was still clearly detectable to Marco. Her semi-damp hair also looked enticing before Marco, who wanted to reach out to pull Letta into his embrace. However, Letta stepped back, as if she had foreseen her husbands n. Nope. You have to clean yourself up. I know youll pounce on me for sure, Letta guessed, standing by the bed across from Marco, making Marco rub his face in frustration. Marco then turned his body over, lying on his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. Come on, if you want me to get up, at least satisfy me first. Youve awakened this little guy, and it wont be easy for me to go back to sleep, Marco said angrily, making Letta shrug nonchntly. Consider it a punishment for you for breaking your promise, Letta said, making Marco look up. Come on, I didnt break my promise. I just wanted to sleep longer, Marco said. Who asked you to go out ande back in the early hours just because of a phone call from Pedro? You should have chosen to sleep by my side, Letta said, still annoyed becausest night she waited for Marco who didnt return and she had to sleep alone until Marco came back. Dont tell me youre upset because I left youst night, Marco said, making Letta just avert her gaze. Of course, Im mad. You shouldnt have met Pedrost night, Letta said, making Marco finally sit up and lean against the headboard of the bed. Come on,st night Pedro said there was something important I had to take care of, so I had to meet him. There were indeed a few issues, and I could only resolve them after the early hours, Marco said, making Letta fall silent while folding her hands. Although Letta knew that she and Marco came to Chicago for work, she felt annoyed when Marco kept leaving her, perhaps due to her hormones making her easily irritable. Letta then picked out the clothes she would wear. I dont want to hear any excuses from you. Whats clear is thatst night you promised me to take me out for a walk, Letta said, looking at Marco through the reflection in front of her in the mirror. What if we go for a walk in the evening? The weather will probably be nice too, Marco suggested, making Letta shake her head. No, besides, there are many ces we need to visit. You already promised to take me for the whole day, which means from morning until night, you have to take me to different ces, Letta insisted. Isnt that too long? What if you get tired? Marco asked. I can rest in the car. Besides, if Im really excited about the outing, any tiredness will probably be minimal, Letta said, seemingly having a thousand reasons to demand Marco to keep his promise. Marco finally rubbed his face roughly and began to lower his feet from the bed. He looked at Letta, who was holding a brightly colored dress. Dont wear that dress, its open at the back, Marco said, making Letta look at the back of her dress. Is it? I dont think so, it looks nice. Im going to wear it, Letta said with a wide smile, making Marco look at his wife with raised eyebrows, as if his wife was testing his emotions. Marco could only rub his face roughly. I’ll just clap Letta smiled widely when her husband finallyplied with her wishes. Now, Letta was sitting next to Marco in a sports car, embracing him. Marco looked at her as he was about to start the cars engine, then shook his head. Not just a little annoyed, Marco said, causing Letta to pout. If youre upset, why did you follow my desire? You should have just stayed in bed earlier, Letta said, making Marco sigh deeply. If I kept sleeping, you would have been annoyed, and maybe even angry with me, Marco replied. But I dont want to go for a walk with someone who is upset, it wouldnt be enjoyable, Letta said, seemingly testing her husbands patience. Okay, okay, fine, Im not upset anymore. I was just slightly annoyed earlier when you woke me up teasingly, but you didnt let me touch you, Marco said, causing Letta to pull the corner of her lips. Thats because if you touched me, it would have taken up more time, and our journey would have been dyed again, Letta said. Come on, we can do it quickly, maybe even here we can do it. Weve never done it in the car, right? Marco asked, lowering his sses slightly and winking at Letta. No, Ive never thought about it and Ill never do it either. How could we do it in a car like this? Come on, look at this car, its only enough for 2 passengers, and where would we do it? Letta said, examining the car. Come on, dear, you can sit on myp, and we can do everything in any way, Marco said teasingly, but Letta still shook her head. Letta must not be swayed by her handsome husbands face. Not at all, I dont want to do it here. I want us to go directly to the ce you want to show me, Letta said, making Marco sigh deeply. His charm seemed to be ineffective, Marco thought. However, Marco was slightly taken aback when Letta gently kissed his cheek. To make you less upset, at least this can soothe you a bit, Letta said, making Marco smile. Alright, thanks for the kiss. And lets start the journey, shall we, Madam? Marco said, making Letta nod enthusiastically. Yes, Im ready, Letta said, making Marco finally step on the gas pedal, speeding up the car. Their first destination was Wrigley Field, a famous baseball stadium in Chicago. Marco immediately parked his car, then tightly held Lettas hand. Is this a stadium? Letta asked, who didnt really know much about the ce they were currently visiting. Yes, our first trip is to watch a baseball game. Youll definitely love it, Marco said, making Letta nod enthusiastically as she looked around. People were seen entering the stadium, and there Letta beamed when she saw individuals wearing attire that seemed to match the team they might be supporting. Some had painted their hair, some had painted their faces, which made Letta even more excited. Marco then led Letta to sit in the Center Grandstand, with Letta continuously holding her husbands hand. Have you ever watched a baseball game before? Letta asked again, making Marco nod his head. Yes, a few times when I had some free time, Marco said, causing Letta to refocus on the game that would start in a few minutes. Both sets of supporters were seen cheering and giving encouragement to their respective teams, prompting Letta to join in apuse. Where did they get those balloons? Letta asked again, making Marco look around. Do you want one too? Marco asked, to which Letta nodded. Alright, then wait a moment, Ill get them for you, Marco said, making Letta finally gaze at her husbands back as he seemed to be searching for something for her to hold. After a short while, Marco returned with two balloons of different colors, representing both teams currently ying. To be fair, well support both, Marco said, seeming to understand the meaning behind Lettas gaze fixed on her balloon. What about you? Dont you want one for yourself? Letta asked. I just need to watch, I dont need to have balloons like that, Marco replied. After that, he sat back leisurely, folding his hands, allowing Letta to predict Marcos style while watching the game. They then refocused on the game in front of them. Letta sometimes cheered for one side and sometimes for the other, making Marco asionally look up at his wife, who seemedpletely immersed in the surrounding cheers.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Letta seemed to be giving it her all, her voice, her expressions, which were now clearly evident on her face, making Marco smile as Letta looked at him with her wide smile. Are you happy? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Of course, you should at least p your hands too, or maybe even shout along. It will make us feel relieved, Letta said, making Marco just smile. No need, besides, there are already many people shouting, so I dont need to join in like them, Marco said casually, making Letta sigh. They are them, this is different. I want to hear you shout and join in supporting them. Come on, whats the point ofing to this stand to watch baseball live if you just sit there like youre watching a television? Even people watching television sometimes get excited, Letta said, making Marco just shrug as if it wasnt his style. Come on, just shout once or p your hands, or maybe you want to stand up and p these balloons, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Fine, Ill just p, Marco said. With one shout, okay? Letta bargained, making Marco shake his head again. Come on, just one shout. No one will see you and pay attention to you, thinking youre weird. Look at them, even shouting in anguage I dont know, Letta said again, making Marco finally let out a long sigh before joining in apuse. After that, he let out a hearty shout, making Letta smile widely. Are you satisfied, darling? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, and it seems Ill make a few more requests until we end our day trip, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Yes, I can already guess. Just dont ask for anything strange, Marco said, making Letta squint at him. What kind of strange things? Not strange in yournguage, and mynguage is different, and maybe if I ask you to taste dessert, that would be a strange request for you, Letta said, making Marco nod. Of course, that was something strange that he usually never did. Although its amon thing that people usually eat. Maybe if I ask you to say I love you in front of many people, you would also consider that strange, well, that is if you dare, Letta said, making Marco just look at her with a t gaze. Well, Im not that brave. Besides, whats the point of saying that I love you in front of many people? The most important thing is myself, not that I really love you, Marco said. But some people prove their sincerity by testing their courage. Well, maybe youre not one of them, so dont force it, Letta said, then refocused on the field. Meanwhile, Marco just looked at Lettas face with raised eyebrows. Penguin After enjoying a baseball match, Marco drove his car to one of the citys aquariums, called the Shedd Aquarium. The Shedd Aquarium is thergest indoor aquarium in the world, housing thousands of different species. This has earned it numerous awards, which piqued Lettas curiosity. Earlier, Letta had inquired about fascinating things in Chicago, and Marco suggested that this aquarium might be to Lettas liking. Is it still far away? Letta asked, prompting Marco to nod. Yes, were almost there. Why? Marco asked. No, I just want to eat something. It seems shes getting hungry, Letta said, making Marco gaze at her round stomach. A few minutes earlier, Letta had just devoured arge bag of candy, popcorn, and a hot dog, not to mention the juice and sd she had already consumed. Marco fell silent before attempting to understand his wifes appetite. What do you want right now? Dont say you want something sweet like ice cream or anything else, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. I want cotton candy, Letta said, making Marco look at her in disbelief. Come on, where can we get something sweet like that? Besides, you shouldnt eat foods with a lot of sugar. Its better to have some other healthy snacks like whole-grain biscuits or fruits. If you want, I can pull over and find something for you, Marco said, making Letta shake her head again. No, I really want cotton candy. It seems like it would be so delightful to enjoy while were on our way. I want to taste cotton candy that will melt in my mouth. Its bound to be sweet, Letta said, imagining the experience, leaving Marco silent before mming the steering wheel and pulling over to the side of the road, causing Letta to immediately look around. Whats wrong with the car? Letta asked, making Marco once again just shake his head while gazing at his spouse. So, you want something sweet and melting in your mouth? Marco asked. Sure, that will definitely make my mood even better, Letta said. And the next moment, without a word, after Letta finished speaking, Marco suddenly grabbed Lettas nape and pressed their lips together. Letta didnt even have time to push Marcos shoulder before his tongue slipped between her lips. Letta felt the warmth of their tongues intertwining. She didnt even care about the cars passing by, possibly noticing the two of them. When Marco released their lip lock, Letta just blinked her eyes, her face turning red. Marco was seen wiping Lettas glistening lower lip due to his own mischief. See, you dont need cotton candy to improve your mood. Thats also melting and sweet, Marco said, winking, before stepping on the gas pedal again. Letta couldnt evenment at all. Letta seemed to need a moment toe to her senses from her surprise, before finally yfully patting her husbands shoulder.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Come on, are you teasing me at a time like this? What I really want is cotton candy, not like just now, Letta said, making Marco just shrug nonchntly. Its practically the same thing. Besides, you didnt refuse at all. You enjoyed it too, right? And I think its better for improving our mood. Isnt that right? Marco said, making Letta stare at him in disbelief, not understanding how Marco coulde up with such a defensive reasoning. Next time, Ill find you some cotton candy. So, for now, it seems well have a hard time. Especially around the road to the aquarium. It seems theres no seller like that. So, Ill substitute it with dessert. How about that? Marco asked, making Letta heave a long sigh. After all, she couldnt force the issue as their destination was about to be reached. Finally, a few minutester, they truly arrived at the Shedd Aquarium, which once again amazed Letta with the beauty of the massive aquarium. Wow, are there really thousands of species here? Letta asked, looking around. Who knows, Ive never counted, Marco replied nonchntly, prompting Letta to pinch her husbands firm stomach once again. Come on, isnt it in the guidebook there too? You can read it and exin it to me, Letta said as Marco was about to pick up a brochure about the aquarium. Later well follow the person who will exin about this aquarium, so I dont need to read it, Marco said, seeming reluctantly willing to go to the ce. Yet you were the one who rmended going to this aquarium, but you seem unwilling, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. I still havent had enough of the sweetness we shared in the car earlier. Should we quickly go to the restroom? It seems that after that, Ill be re-energized, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Not at all. You didnt even ask for permission earlier. You did that all of a sudden, Letta said, as Marco was about to speak again, but Letta ced her index finger on Marcos lips. Enough, no more silly requests. Its better for us to walk now and see the beauty of this aquarium. Look at the fishes, Letta said, making Marco nod once again, following his wifes request. After a few minutes of strolling inside the aquarium, Letta widened her eyes when she saw some cute and adorable animals, prompting Letta to walk directly to therge ss in front of her. Turns out there are penguins here too. Look, theyre cute, arent they? Letta said, making Marco just look at her with his predictable usual gaze. Are they okay being confined like this? Letta asked again. Of course, the aquarium management has ensured the right temperature for them and provided good food. Everythings fine, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Can we also keep them at home? Letta asked, making Marco look at her with disbelief. Are you sure you can take care of them properly? If the penguins cant be well taken care of, its better for them to stay in their habitat, the South Pole, or just in this aquarium, Marco said, making Letta pause for a moment before looking at her husband again. Dont they live in the North Pole? Letta asked curiously. No, there are many pr bears there, Marco said casually, making Letta yfully hit her husband in exasperation. Im serious, Letta said again. Im serious too. They wouldnt be able to survive in the North Pole because there are many predators living there. Whereas in the South Pole, they are nearly the top of the food chain. So, yes, like kings in a territory. Theyre already like kings in the South Pole, Marco said, making Letta nod. Are you a penguin lover too? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, Marco replied shortly. Then why do you know so much about penguins? Letta asked again. Come on, dear, its basic knowledge from our school days. Many people know about penguins and their facts, even if theyre not penguin enthusiasts, Marco said, still with a rxed face, making Letta convinced that her husband really had a sharp mind. Thats why he was the manager of the renowned Jovanka assets in many prominent countries. Are there no bears in the South Pole? Letta asked again, making Marco shrug. Who knows, Ive never been there, Marco replied. Thats also basic knowledge. Dont you know it? Letta asked. I didnt have the time to survey them one by one, so all I know is that the South Pole is the habitat of penguins. Thats it. Lets continue our journey and see other species that seem cuter than these penguins, okay? Marco said, seeming to be growing tired of his wifes questions, making Marco feel exasperated. To be a problem Letta really took her husband to spend the whole day exploring the city of Chicago. Although initially Marco was a bit reluctant due tock of sleep, seeing his wifes wide smile erased all his annoyance and drowsiness. Currently, the lights adorning the night sky in Chicago looked enchanting, especially when Letta gazed in awe at the beautiful waterfall, as if it were dancing before them. They were at Buckingham Fountain, one of the famous waterfalls in the world, known to attract many tourists with its beauty. Can we also make a waterfall like this in our backyard? Letta asked, making Marco stare straight at the waterfall in front of them. If we make it, it will surely attract the attention of people and tourists in our country. Do you want our house to be visited by many people? Marco asked nonchntly, making Letta look at her husband with a displeased expression. Although Letta knew that Marco could do it and was capable of making the waterfall just for himself, it seemed like Marco only wanted to annoy Letta in return for her behavior since this morning. But if you insist, I can make one just for you, Marco continued after a moment of Lettas silence, ignoring his response. Marco felt that Letta wouldnt consider it, until Letta finally looked at Marco with a beaming smile. No need, youre right. I dont want to draw too much attention. It would surely be too much trouble for you and also involve our privacy, Letta said, making Marco nod. Marco then pulled Letta to stand in front of him, embracing Lettas round belly. Hows today? Are you still not satisfied with exploring this city? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head while cing her palm on top of her husbands hand. No, Im satisfied. Thank you for going through the trouble for me, Letta said, making Marco gently kiss Lettas cheek. Its my duty, consider it as repayment for being too busy with my affairs and not having time for you, rarely taking you out. Didnt I say that I would bring you and fulfill all your requests? Marco said, making Letta finally turn to look at her husband. Even though tomorrow youll have to be busy with all your work again, Im already happy because we spent the whole day going to various ces, Letta said, making Marco gaze into his wifes eyes. Would you feel embarrassed if I stole just one kiss? Marco said, making Letta look around where people were focused on the waterfall in front of them. Although Im not sure if anyone will notice us, it seems like some people might whisper while looking at us, Lettas words made Marco smile, as he could already predict his wifes response. So, should I hold back until we get back to the car? Marco asked again. No, just until we get to the car. Yes, just a little longer. Im still not satisfied watching the waterfall dance, Letta said, making Marco smile. Alright, then lets enjoy the view in front of us again, Marco said, until a few momentster they felt the wind starting to blow through the crowd, causing Letta to gently rub her arms. I forgot. I should have prepared a coat for you. We brought it, right, and left it in the car? Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, I forgot to bring it. Because earlier I felt warm, but as it getster, especially with the waterfall facing us, the air is quite cold, Letta said, making Marco finally look around. Okay, wait here. Okay, Ill get the coat and also a scarf for you. Remember, dont go anywhere, stay here. Dont mind anyone trying to talk to you or anything like that. Dont ept any food from anyone either, Marco said, making Letta nod. Okay, I understand. Ill stay right here, not moving my feet at all, Letta said, making Marco nod, then walk towards their car parked not far away to get Lettas coat. However, when Marco was about to return, his phone suddenly rang. When Pedro called him, Marco frowned before answering the call from his subordinate. Whats up? Marco asked straight to the point. There seems to be a problem, Sir, Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow. What problem again? Havent we resolved all the issues at the casino? Are there more forged documents by that old man? Marco asked. This isnt about the casino, but about our construction project. It seems Jacob has caused trouble again, Pedro said, making Marco rub his face roughly. Whats wrong with that scoundrel? Do I need to really throw him behind bars? Marco said, seeming to be getting tired of Jacob constantly disturbing his peace.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. What has he done this time? Marco asked. Apparently, without our knowledge, he has altered the design and structure of the project were working on. It seems he has managed to infiltrate our securitywork again, Pedro exined, making Marco sigh in frustration. Havent I emphasized how weak our security is, that he can still meddle with us? Should we look foolish in front of him? Or should I buy a telmunicationspany in this country to strengthen everything? Come on, Ive paid a high price for everything Im about to start, Marco said, making Pedro go silent on the other end, seemingly understanding that his boss was currently upset. We will fix it immediately, Sir, Pedro said. Yes, you really need to do that. Youve truly ruined my mood. I was out with Letta, after all, Marco said, then hung up the phone. Marco then immediately remembered Letta. He had to hurry, as Letta must be waiting for him. A few minutester, Marco realized that he had indeed left Letta in the queue. However, his wife was nowhere nearby. Marco ran his hand through his hair. Could it be that his wife had gone missing again? But where to? Come on, Letta, where did you go now, Marco mumbled, feeling a bit anxious. He passed through everyone, but thinking about it, Letta wouldnt have just left after he warned her to stay in ce. Not far from where he was, Marco saw the silhouette of Lettas back walking towards their parked spot, but with whom was she walking? Marco thought, then immediately lengthened his strides. He was afraid that Letta was currently being followed by someone unfamiliar. Since Marco never sent any guards or delegates to follow them, it was clear that the person was a stranger from their surroundings. Which scoundrel is trying to bother me and Letta now? Marco mumbled, finally starting to run towards Letta and the unfamiliar person. Your master is truly a coward A short while ago, Letta was still admiring the beauty of the dancing waterfall in front of her when a tap made her turn around and smile, but the smile faded. When someone in all ck bowed in front of her, Letta thought it was Marcoing to take his coat and scarf. Sorry, maam, the master asked me to escort you to the car because he said you both must return immediately as he has an urgent matter to attend to, the guard with the ck sses perched on his nose said. Why didnt Marcoe to pick me up himself? Letta asked. Sorry, maam, the master is on the phone and hes afraid to leave you for too long, so he instructed me toe and get you quickly, as hes concerned that something dangerous might be lurking around, the guard exined, making Letta finally nod. Okay, then lets go back, Letta said, but as Letta was about to take the path they had previously taken, the guard stopped her again. The master has already driven his car and will be waiting at the end of that road, maam. Ill show you the way, please, the guard said, making Letta walk slowly once more. Somehow, Letta felt that Marco hadnt mentioned they were being followed by a guard who always seemed to be around Letta, perhaps because Marco didnt want her to feel uneasy, Letta thought. Without suspecting anything, she followed the guards lead. However, after a few meters, Letta felt that Marco was too far away to wait for her. When will we arrive? Why did Marco ask me to walk this far? Letta asked again. Sorry, maam, but Ill protect you, maam. Just stay calm, the guard said again. Eventually, Letta didntment at all, and suddenly Letta heard a shout calling her name from behind, making Letta immediately turn around. Even before Letta could see who the person was, someone covered her mouth and immediately covered her head, making Letta struggle within the grasp of what seemed to be several people holding her body. Letta could also hear the person who had previously called her name with a voice that sounded familiar, bing clearer. However, along with that, her consciousness was diminishing, until finally Letta lost consciousness. Letta didnt remember anything, and thats when Marco immediately elerated his pace when he saw several people carrying Lettas body, which seemed to be unconscious. Luckily, Marco managed to grab one of the rascals who had been ying with him, punching him, and at that moment, several ck cars stopped at the end of the road, which seemed to have been their target. About 8 or 10 people came out of the cars and approached Marco, making Marco aware of his current situation. Without hesitation, Marco indiscriminately took down one of the guards before they gathered to strike Marco. Among them, some were carrying wooden beams and chains, making Marco realize that this was not the position to fight. If you really feel so bold, tell me first who sent you, said Marco, who now faced the guards he didnt recognize any of, making one of the guards, who seemed to be their leader, step forward andugh scornfully. You dont need to ask too many questions because its time for you to face our Master. Youve underestimated him too much, so dont resist. Its better for you toe along now, the guard said, making Marco reluctantlyply rather than having to fight them alone. Marco chose to follow them directly. Fine, which car should I get into? And remember, dont touch my wife at all, or youll really make me wipe all of you out, Marco said, once again underestimated by the guard. Your wifes condition depends on your behavior. If you resist, of course, shell face the consequences, the guard, who seemed to know Marcos weakness, said, making Marco finally follow their steps to get into one of the lined-up cars, a different car from the one Letta had been put into earlier. Eventually, Marco was immediately bound and had his head covered with a ck cloth. Those people left no room for Marco to know their hiding ce, but with his sharp hearing, Marco tried to listen to where they were taking him. At the moment, Marco could hear the noise of people ying music. After that, Marco felt the car turn left, and the road seemed to be getting narrower. He heard people bustling again, and also caught the scent of roasted meat. Marco seemed to remember the journey as he remembered it, until the car finally stopped, making Marco feel one of them pulling him without removing their head covering. Release the head cover first, you scoundrels, so I can walk without being led like this, Marco said again. Dont negotiate too much. Its better for you to follow your steps correctly now, the people said, finally silencing Marco. Marco could feel the dampness around him, the silent atmosphere, and the chill, making him certain that this was a secluded ce, far from the crowds. Marco could also hear his steps echoing louder, the steps sounding clearer, and he heard the rustling of some animals nearby. asionally, he caught a whiff of a foul odor, making him realize that this was not afortable ce. Was Letta brought to a ce like this as well? Marcos mind continued to whirl until he could feel the people pushing him, causing Marco to fall onto the rough and damp floor. Wait here. You really have to stay quiet and wait for our Master, so he may deign to remove your head covering, the guard said, making Marco attempt to get up from his seat, when a kick to his back made him fall again. I said stay quiet. Dont move at all. Dont try to stand up or do anything because well keep watching you, he said, making Marco growl while clenching his fists.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. At least let me stand. This ce of yours is truly filthy and disgusting. I bet its the same as your Bosss position, said Marco, who seemed to be unable to restrain himself, and that just made the guards kick him again, leaving Marco gritting his teeth. Marco didnt care much about the kicks they gave him, as it meant nothing to his robust body. Tell me, did you also ce my wife here? Marco asked, only to hearughter from the surroundings. Not for now, but if you keep defying us like this, it seems our Master will bring your wife to this squalid ce too, and that sounds like a good idea, he said, making Marco feel somewhat relieved at least, knowing that Letta wasnt being treated in the same manner. But Marco was also worried because at the same time, it meant Letta was ced in a separate location, he thought, finally choosing to follow the guards instructions. Marco wanted to see how far they would continue to monitor him and what they would do, and what the purpose of their Master was. I think your Master is truly a coward because he still hasnt shown himself to me. Im quite tired of staying silent like this, mumbled Marco, still audible to the guards, making the guards once again attempt to punch Marco, before they all heard a voice that Marco felt he had heard before, stopping the guards who were about to teach Marco a lesson. Please don’t do that Letta began to blink her eyes, trying to focus her vision, but instead, she felt a pounding sensation in her head, causing her to try to sit up and hold her head, wincing in pain. Whats happening to me? Letta muttered, still trying to look around. There was a very bright light in the middle of the room. Letta could also feel the cold temperature searing her skin. Finally, her vision became clear, and Letta widened her eyes. Letta didnt recognize the very dark room. Where am I? Letta asked, trying to recall thest time she was conscious. Letta vividly remembered enjoying the waterfall with Marco, and afterward, Marco instructed someone to take her away. And thats when Letta widened her eyes upon realizing she was in danger. Letta knew that the guards were not Marcos guards. Letta tried to get off the very hard bed, then walked to knock on the iron door, which seemed to be a confinement room. Please open up! Get me out of here! Letta yelled, continuously pounding on the door, making her voice echo outside, until she could see a gap in the door. Youre awake, it seems. Wait in there calmly. You will be freed soon, the heavy voice said, making Letta attempt to reply, when the person closed the gap, leaving Letta to let out a rough sigh. Letta didnt know how long they had been imprisoning her. When Letta kept screaming and waspletely ignored there, Letta only saw a ss of water and an apple. Are they preparing it for me? Letta asked again. Letta did feel thirsty and slightly hungry, but Letta didnt dare to eat any of the food there. Letta was afraid they might poison her, so Letta chose to hold back. Until finally, after Letta got bored waiting, suddenly the door opened, prompting Letta to get up from her seat. Where are you taking me? Letta asked again, as she saw a guard now in front of her. You cane with us to meet the Master, the guard said. The Master, Letta said again, shaking her head. I dont want to go anywhere until you exin. What exactly have you done to me? Dont you know who I am? Youve disturbed someone who will be angry if they find out Im not in a safe condition, Letta said, only to be met with their thin smiles. Thats why we also have to deal with someone who will be angry with us. So its better for you toe with us if you want to know everything, rather than stay silent in this small, dark room, the guard said, persuading Letta. Letta also didnt want to continue to be confined without rity in this unknown ce, slowly following their steps, there was a long corridor that feltpletely dark. Even the pungent smell was asionally caught by Letta. Not to mention, in the corner of the corridor, several rats were seen, which they ignored. Are you really keeping me confined in a room like this? Im not an animal, Letta said, but was ignored by them, until their steps finally stopped when they arrived at a fairlyrge iron door. They then opened it, leaving Letta silent. For some reason, her heart started to beat even faster, as the person motioned for Letta to go first. What will you do if I go in there? Letta asked, making the guard nce at Letta briefly. You will meet someone who will make you feel somewhat relieved, yes, thats my estimation, he said again, making Letta feel like she could only clench her hands, feeling her fingers starting to sweat, and after a while, Letta could feel someone groaning in pain. Whos there? Are you also imprisoning people like me? Letta asked. You can see for yourself once you enter, the person said again, making Letta finally dare to step inside the door. Letta was once again faced with a corridor and quite tight security. Letta didnt know how many doors were in the room. But one thing was for sure, the room had no venttion or sunlight. Was the ce they upied an underground room, Letta thought, until one of the guards from the lined-up individuals opened the door in front of her again, and thats when Letta could see someone being whipped under the light. Letta immediately widened her eyes upon recognizing the silhouette of that person. Letta didnt hesitate any longer. She was about to run when some guards stopped her. Marco! Letta eximed, making Marco, who was bound not far in front of her, immediately look up at Letta, who was now widening her eyes in shock at the sight of her husband, who had already received several wounds on his body under the beam of light. Marco was only wearing the pants he had on before. He was bare-chested with wounds on his body. Who are you? What have you done to my husband? Letta asked again, shouting. Letta, calm down. Im okay, Marco said, trying to calm Letta, who shook her head. Letta couldnt hold back her tears anymore upon seeing Marcos bloodied condition. What do you mean by Im okay? Look at the blood flowing from your body! Letta said, her voice trembling, making Marco clench his fists. He couldnt do anything as his hands were tied, but seeing Letta in a rtively unharmed condition at least gave Marco some relief. So, you feel perfectly fine in front of your wife? someone said, audible to Letta, but she still couldnt see the person. Who are you? Are you the one who ordered these people to kidnap me and Marco? Letta asked again, making the personugh. Yes, lets just say that. I just wanted to give you a little show, as you might be bored in the small room earlier. I even kindly provided food and drink for you, but you didnt touch it at all. Are you afraid that I might poison you and your baby? his words made Letta fall silent. Letta then looked back at Marco. Whats happening? Im really Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Calm down, everything will be fine, Marco said, still trying to stay calm with the calmest voice possible, which only seemed to make the person whose face Letta had not yet seen angrier. It seems the wounds I inflicted still dont feel like much to you, Mr. Jovanka, he said again, until Letta could hear footsteps echoing throughout the room, and thats when Letta could see a middle-aged man with a stout figure. Marco felt like he had seen that man before, and Marco could see the hatred in his eyes as he stared at the man. It seems you look even more beautiful up close. No wonder the man didnt let me touch you or get close to you, the man said, making Marco look angry, a sentiment that Letta could easily guess. Who are you? Letta asked, making the manugh. Take a seat in that chair, the man said, making Letta start to struggle from the grip of the guards who had been holding her. Dont you dare hurt my husband, you bastard! Marco shouted, getting no response at all, until Letta sat in the chair not far from Marco. Now, watch with your own eyes how I torture your husband. Wouldnt that be more satisfying? the man said, making Letta shake her head.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. No, please, dont do that, Letta said, making the man disy his devilish smile as Letta begged him. Touch your wife Letta could only cry and plead as the person who was now repeatedly striking Marcos body did not stop his movements. Please, stop. Ill do anything as long as you stop hurting my husband, Letta said, making the guard stop his movements. No, no, Letta. Dont say such silly things. Let him do whatever he wants to me, but not to you. You just need to stay quiet. Im fine, Marco said, visibly gritting his teeth, looking at Letta, who shook her head. How can I stay calm and okay when youre being beaten like that? Look at your body, it really makes me feel so guilty, Letta said. Im fine, Letta. Im not as weak as you think. Let these people exhaust themselves just to hurt me. It wont mean anything to me, Marco said again, making the middle-aged man who was the boss of these guardsugh, then walk towards Letta. Is it true what I hear? It seems that physical blows wont make a man like Marco Jovanka feel hurt, and it seems I have a good idea, Lemos said, looking closely at Letta, making Letta look away, and Marco seemed to be able to read the current situation being pondered by the man. Dont even think of things that will make me angry, Lemos, Marco said, making Lemos finally look at him with his arrogant gaze. It seems like your threat doesnt apply to me right now. Werent you the one who started ying with me in the first ce? Lemos said, making Marco sigh in frustration. Marco, who was muscr, had to face the middle-aged man who was stout. People would surely be able to guess who would win if they were to face each other. This was the way Lemos chose to proceed.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Never y dirty like this against me. If you dare, and dont rely on yourckeys here, Marco said again, making Lemosugh again. Masimo, take this woman into that cell, Lemos said to his guard, who seemed still loyal to him, making Marco try to struggle. Dont do anything to my wife, you bastard. I can really kill you anytime, Marco said again, but his threat seemed to mean nothing to Lemos, as Masimo easily grabbed Letta and dragged her into the cell behind him. The cell with iron bars like a prison made Letta shake her head. Dont try to touch me with your dirty hands, Letta said, pushing away Masimos hand gripping her wrist. Letta then tried to get closer to Marco but failed. Marco, who was trying to protect Letta, felt his heart wrench as he saw her crying and pleading. He wished to wipe away the tears streaming down her cheeks. You stay calm, I wont let you get hurt at all. Please, what you should do right now is: never look at me, no matter what happens, because Ill be fine, Marco said, once again provokingughter from Lemos. Is that so? Are you sure youll be fine after what Im about to do? Lemos asked, making Marco look at him sharply. Dont do anything, you bastard. You can torture me as much as you want, Marco said, making Lemos look back at him arrogantly. Is that so? Can I do it, Miss? Lemos asked, looking at Letta, who was about to shake her head, when Marco spoke up again. Dont do anything, Letta, I beg you, Marco said, making Letta continue to cry, her tears making Marcos heart ache. Alright, if thats your decision. I want to see how strong you are in enduring my torture, Lemos said, making Marco fall silent, looking at him with a nk stare, even though his body was covered in whip marks, and his face was smeared with blood, as if he was not afraid at all of all the torture Lemos was inflicting. What worried Marco even more was if Lemos did something to Letta and their baby. Masimo, pour saltwater on him, Lemos said, making Letta widen her eyes. No, please. How could you pour saltwater on him when his body is covered in wounds like that? Letta screamed, trying to shake the iron bars. Dont worry, Miss. That husband of yours is very strong, he wont scream in pain, even if I stab him with hot lead, Lemos said, and the next moment Masimo immediately ordered the guards to bring the water instructed by Lemos, and then poured it onto Marcos body, making Marco groan in pain, and Letta could only close her eyes, seeing her husbands body now being flooded with water mixed with blood. Please, I beg you, dont do anything to my husband, I beg you, Letta said, as if she didnt want to listen to Marcos warnings. Listen to me, Im fine. Stop begging that bastard, Marco shouted angrily at Letta. Then what should I do? Should I watch you suffer like that, should I watch them hit you? I cant do that, and this is all I can do to stop them, so please, Letta said, crying, and it seemed to be a very intriguing spectacle for Lemos. Alright, you win. If thats what you want, will you rece your husband to beg me? Lemos asked again, causing Letta to fall silent, as if she herself was unsure of what she had just offered. Of course, Lemos could already anticipate something that would terrify Marco, and what was on his mind was a certain Letta. Dont try to get close to my wife, you scoundrel, or youll be facing me directly, Marco retorted. Calm down, Im talking to your wife, Lemos replied nonchntly. So, what can you do, Miss? Lemos asked, approaching the iron bars, and a guard immediately opened the door, putting Lemos in the same room as Letta. Can you warm my bed? Lemos asked, causing Marco to struggle in his restraints. Dont even touch my wife, I will truly destroy you, Lemos, Marco threatened, making Lemosugh even more. This is truly an entertaining spectacle. How about I show you right now how I touch your wife? It will surely make you die on the spot. Sounds like a good idea, Lemos said, making Marco truly want to eliminate the old man in front of him. Masimo, tie up this woman! Lemos words made Letta shake her head, as several people finally tied her hands and feet to the wall. If anything happens to my wife and my baby, I will truly annihte you and everyone associated with you. Whether its your siblings, your family, everything you have, I will annihte them all, Marco said, and as if the threat meant little to Lemos. You can do thatter after I feel how I touch your wife. I want to know how it feels until it drives a Marco Jovanka insane, Lemos said as he took off the jacket he was wearing, making Letta widen her eyes as she saw the man wearing a shirt that exposed his hairy chest. Just seeing him made Letta feel disgusted, let alone feeling the touch from the man. Letta could only cry and do nothing when her hands and feet were now perfectly bound. When Letta could smell the very pungent aroma from the mans body, even the smell alone made Letta really want to vomit right then, when Lemos was already in front of her. Your repulsive behavior Marco could only squirm in his restraints as he watched Lemos slowly approach Letta, who was now just as helpless as he was, with her hands and feet bound, causing her to shed tears. If youe any closer, I will truly destroy you, you bastard! Marco shouted, seemingly ignored by Lemos. Marcos current threat was nothing more than an empty bluff ringing in Lemos ears. Lemos instead shed a contemptuous smile, finding Marcos escting rage to be nothing but entertainment. Please, donte closer, Letta said in a whisper. Didnt you beg earlier not to hurt your husband? Lemos said, already standing right in front of Letta, causing Letta to only close her eyes, unable to bear the sight of the old man in front of her. Just seeing him made Letta feel nauseated. And in return, if you want me to release your husband, you must be willing to do anything for me, do you understand? Lemos said again with his repulsive smile in front of Letta. Especially when Lemos began reaching out his hand and stroking Lettas face, making Letta cry even more, shaking with fear. Meanwhile, Marco immediately shifted his gaze to the guard in front of him. If you release me, I will spare your lives, Arga said again, making the Massimo in front of him just shrug nonchntly. Before you start threatening the lives of others, your own life will be extinguished by the boss, Massimo said, making Marco squirm once again. Pedro, who had not yet arrived, even though Marco had previously signaled to Pedro that he and Letta might be in danger. How difficult could it be to find a hiding ce for a Lemos right now, Marco wondered. Marcos attention was drawn back to Letta as he heard her scream. It was clear that Lemos was tasting Lettas scent, from her hair to the nape of her neck. This made Marco rebel once again. I said never to touch her in any way, you will truly perish in my hands, Lemos! Marco shouted again, making Lemosugh, then whispering right by Lettas face. Because your wife has been so kind to do anything for me so that I wont hurt you, I have to ept her good intentions, Lemos said again. You can hurt me in any way or even kill me, but never approach my wife, Marco said, causing Lemoss movements to stop, then fixating on him. Is that so? Can I kill you? Lemos asked, but then heughed. Its not that easy, Marco. I dont want to make your death as simple as you imagine because of your insolence. I am truly impoverished right now, and its your one foolish mistake to let this beautiful woman roam alone, making it easy for me to capture her. You might be smart in business, but youre not smart in protecting your wife, and now I know why youre so infatuated with this woman. Just tasting her scent makes my whole body react, Lemos said, making Marco widen his eyes. And now, watch what I will do to your wife. I want you to see it with your own eyes, Lemos said, then reached out his hand to pull Lettas flowing hair, revealing Lettas tear-streaked face. Please, dont touch me, Letta said again. Then, if I dont touch you, what retribution will you offer so that I wont hurt your husband? Lemos said, making Letta fall silent again. Perhaps this was the only thing she could offer to prevent Lemos from hurting her husband. Youre a clever wife, Lemos said, stroking Lettas head, then reaching out to pull Lettas face, which had been avoiding him all this time.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Look at me. Am I so hideous that you dont want to look at me? Lemos asked, once again making Letta fall silent, meeting his gaze reluctantly. As Lemos started to approach Lettas face, she trembled even more intensely. Of course, Letta had no idea what the middle-aged man in front of her was about to do. Why do you look frightened? I just want to feel your lips. It seems your husband is truly infatuated with your games. Im curious. After just inhaling your scent, I want to feel your entire body. How about it? Do you want to? Lemos asked again, making Letta cry even harder. Come on, dont cry. After all, I havent hurt you at all. Look at your strong husband. Even his whole body is covered in wounds, but he can still threaten me, Lemos said, thenughed when Letta met his gaze. You should release Marco first, Letta said, making Lemos shake his head. If I release your husband, he could truly kill me before I even touch you. So, I want to show how affectionate I am to his wife. He should be proud that theres a man other than him who treats you kindly like I do, Lemos said again, making Letta fall silent once more. Hey, why is your body trembling like this? Are you cold? Or perhaps you have another idea for us to spend the night in a hotel with a soft bed? Well wrestle there. No, but its a pity, for the first time I touch you, we have to spend it here, so that your husband can see everything, how I treat you so well, Lemos said, making Letta remain silent, while Marco, who had been trying to struggle and free himself from his restraints all this time, seemed utterly futile. Especially now, seeing Lemos truly beginning to kiss Lettas face, kissing her, making Letta close her eyes, feeling how Lemos was now tasting the nape of her neck. The disgusting sensation was immediately felt by Letta, the nausea now churning in her stomach, especially when Lemos started to pull her face. Letta widened her eyes as the old man pressed his lips against Lettas, kissing her voraciously. It made Letta really want to vomit right then, and she could only hear Marcos screams, filled with anger. All his curses were directed at Lemos, making Letta even more dizzy. And the next moment, Letta actually vomited all the contents of her stomach, while Lemos was still kissing her, and it seemed to surprise Lemos, especially when Lettas vomit stained the clothes he was wearing. You filthy woman! How disgusting, you ept a kiss from me? Lemos asked, and the next moment, Lemos immediately raised his hand and delivered a hard p to Lettas face, making the sound echo throughout the room. This made Marco widen his eyes as he saw his wife now silent, frozen, enduring the p from the old man. Especially when he lifted her face, blood flowing from her nose, making Marco feel an immense anger. Never hurt my wife in any way, you scoundrel! Marco shouted again, making Lemos look down at his clothes, covered in Lettas vomit. You really make me angry too, you filthy woman, Lemos said, thenpletely removed all the clothes stained with vomit. I was going to be kind to you, but because of your repulsive behavior, I wont hesitate to touch you right in front of your husband. You must feel the suffering I will create for you, Lemos said, as he finally pulled the dress Letta had previously worn quite roughly, tearing it mercilessly, so now Lemos could see Lettas exposed body clearly in front of him. Why are you afraid? Letta could only cry as she watched Lemos gaze at her with a hungry look. Turns out, besides your scent truly making my body react, your body is truly captivating, even though youre pregnant like this. Alright, lets start with your face. Im really curious how it feels to touch your skin, which feels so soft to the surface of my skin. I cant wait to do it, Lemos said, making Letta shake her head. Letta felt her body trembling, especially the coldness of the room now piercing her skin, allowing her to feel Lemos starting to reach out his hand and wipe her tears from her face. I dont want you to cry again, because I will truly treat you well, even after the bad behavior you just disyed towards me, Lemos said, making Letta sob. Please, release Marco first, Letta said, making Lemos shake his head. Yes, I will release him after we do something, Lemos said, and the next moment, Letta could see Lemoss hand starting to descend to the nape of her neck, caressing it with his repulsive hand, especially when it began to touch both of Lettas sensitive sides, making Lemos truly gaze at her hungrily, and Letta could only hear Marcos screams, cursing Lemos. Lemos seemed to not want to hear the profanities from her husband, and at that moment, Marco could hear a very loud explosion outside, causing Lemos to stop his movements. What was that? Quickly check the situation outside, Lemos said, appearing to panic with the sound. Meanwhile, Marco began to look at him with raised eyebrows. Your game is over, Lemos. Its better now that you release me and ask for forgiveness, because I will forgive you. But if you persist, I will truly annihte you in a way you never imagined before, Marco said, making Lemos growl as he clenched his fists. Lemos then nced at Letta for a moment. Dont worry, our game wont stop here, because your husband has made me angry. I will treat you as I should, Lemos said, threatening Letta. After that, Lemos exited the iron bars. Lemos then approached Marco, picking up the whip that was previously lying on the floor, and once again delivered blow after blow to Marco. This made Letta widen her eyes. Dont hit my husband again, you promised, didnt you? Letta shouted, now seeing Marcopletely covered in blood, and Marco remained silent as if it was not something painful to him. Marco, please, do something. Dont let that person hurt you, Letta said, making Marco return her gaze, but afterward Marco just smiled in response to Lettas words, and at that moment, Letta could hear themotion from the dark corridor that couldnt be seen, and it made Lemos stop his movements. Lemos seemed to have begun to realize what was happening with their hiding ce, which seemed to have been discovered by Marcos men. Why are you afraid? Marco asked, making Lemos fixate on him again. You fool. You should have finished me off earlier, but now its toote, and now, I will be the one to finish you, Marco said, making Lemos look at him with an angry gaze, but with a sense of fear now beginning to creep in. Masimo, quickly prepare the car for me. We have to leave this ce, and before that, finish off both of them, Lemos said, making Masimo nod, and at that moment, Marco could see Lemos starting to flee through another door in the room. Meanwhile, Masimo began to approach Marco with a sharp object in his hand. Dont, dont do it. If you want to follow his orders, you should finish me off first, Letta said, stopping Masimos movement. But unfortunately, I want to finish this man first, then you, Masimo said. After that, he was about to turn back to Marco, but Marco immediately delivered a kick right to Masimos face, causing Masimo, who wasnt prepared, to stumble backward. At that moment, the door that had enclosed them earlier burst open with force, with Lemoss henchmen starting to fall. There, Marco could see Pedro with several wounds, but still strong enough to hold his ground, fighting the guards in the room. I hope you brought enough men toe here, Marco said, making Pedro, who was not looking at his boss, just nod. I have mobilized all my forces,? pedro said, making Marco smile. And at that moment, Masimo immediately rose and stabbed Marcos chest, making Marco widen his eyes. Pedro, who saw this, immediately rushed towards Masimo and shot him in the back, rendering Masimo powerless. Pedro immediately looked at his boss, who was in a really bad state, especially now with a knife lodged in his body, making Letta scream hysterically. Hurry, secure Letta first, dont mind me. Im fine, Marco said, interrupting Pedro. As his other men began to handle Lemoss henchmen, Pedro walked over to the side of the iron bars, taking off the jacket he had been wearing when he saw Letta covered only by a cloth that concealed her sensitive areas. I apologize, maam. I amte, Pedro said, making Letta shake her head. Free me and save Marco, Letta said, making Pedro rush immediately. Pedro untied Letta, then put the jacket on her to cover her body. Pedro then pulled Letta away, but Letta stopped in her tracks. No, no. I want to go by myself. I want to leave with Marco. I want to make sure that Marco also gets out of here safely. So, lets release Marco right now, Letta said, making Pedro shake his head, especially when he saw Marco seemingly losing consciousness due to the blood continuously flowing from his body. This is an order, Madam. Look, the Master is in critical condition right now. We need to take him to the hospital immediately, but I have to secure you first, Pedro said, making Letta shake her head.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Im fine as long as I can be near Marco. Quickly, right now we have to get closer to Marco and release him, Letta said, finally not listening to Pedro and running straight to Marco. Letta immediately reached out and cupped Marcos blood-smeared face. My love, listen to me. Are you still conscious? Letta asked, making Marco slowly gaze at her. Go quickly with Pedro, save yourself, and our baby first. Ill be fine. After that, Pedro will save me, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, I wont leave this ce if Im not with you, Letta said. After that, Pedro rushed over to them, untying the rope that had been binding Marco. Pedro looked at his men still handling Lemoss people, then at Masimo lying in a pool of blood on the floor. Were safe, Sir. We need to get out of here immediately. Let them handle the rest, Pedro said, making Marco nod, and Letta immediately hugged Marco when the rope came off. Marco did the same, but what stood in their way was the knife still perfectly lodged in his chest. What should we do about this knife? Letta asked again. Leave it. We need to go straight to the hospital. If the knife is removed from my body, it will only make more bloode out, Marco said, making Letta nod, and immediately rushing to take Marco and Letta to a safe ce, especially with Marcos condition that really needed urgent treatment. Please hold on Marco and Letta, now on either side of Marco, tried to support their husband. Marco, can you hear me? Letta asked, making Marco smile at his wife. Yes, I can still hear your voice. Thank you for holding on, Marco said, still staggering and hugging Letta. Meanwhile, he only clung to Pedro because his steps seemed to be getting heavier, especially with his head beginning to feel dizzy, making Marco try his best to maintain his consciousness so that Letta wouldnt worry about him. Until finally, a shout from behind them made Marco turn around. When he saw Lemos cursing them, You damn scum, die now in hell! Lemos shouted, pulling out the gun in his hand. This made Letta widen her eyes. Letta immediately hugged Marco to block the shot Lemos was about to give. But quickly, Marco reversed the position when the shot was aimed at them. Until finally, the shot only hit Marcos back, making Letta widen her eyes when Marco coughed up blood as their bodies copsed. Pedro, quickly capture that bastard, dont let him escape, Marco said. What about you? Pedro asked again.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. I can still hold on. Ill wait for you here, so hurry and catch that old man. I wont forgive you if you fail to capture that old man, Marco said, making Pedro rush to leave Marco and Letta still on the stairs, because they were currently in the basement. Meanwhile, Letta cried again, tears streaming down her face as she saw Marco hugging her, covered in blood. Not enough with the knife still perfectly lodged in his shoulder, now the bullet was also lodged in his back, making Marco now look at Letta with just a thin smile. Im fine, Im still conscious. With a wound like this, for me, this is nothing, Marco said, making Letta immediately look at him with her sad gaze. Stop talking and stop trying to calm me down. How is it possible that with so much blood flowing from your body, you can still say youre fine? Im really worried about you, Im really anxious. What if I lose you? What will happen to my world? Letta asked, making Marco finally reach out and caress Lettas face, leaving traces of blood on her face. I wont leave you that easily. I havent even weed the birth of our first child. I still havent felt the incredible happiness that fills me. I want to live with you for as long as possible. I am Marco Jovanka, its not easy for someone to wipe me out, so calm down. Right now, Im just injured, and that doesnt necessarily mean it will take my life, Marco said, once again withforting words for Letta, making Letta shake her head. Yes, whatever you say, please hold on, Letta replied, making Marco nod. Yes, Im just feeling a little tired, so can I take a break? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, no, please stay conscious. You have to maintain your consciousness. We will go to the hospital right after Pedro captures Lemos, Letta said. Ya, Pedro is someone you can rely on. He will definitely be able to capture that scoundrel and return quickly, Marco said, making Letta look at her tall and strong husbands body. It was difficult for her to help Marco out of the basement, especially with her pregnant condition and her energy feeling weak. This made Letta only able to hug Marco, who seemed to have lost consciousnesspletely. Marco, please wake up. Dont leave me like this, Letta said, tapping Marcos face, which now didnt respond at all. Letta then looked around. Pedro, where are you? Letta shouted, echoing throughout the corners of the basement, but there was no response from Pedro. Meanwhile, Letta saw Marcos face, covered in blood, starting to pale, his body even starting to feel cold, and this made fear spread through Lettas entire body again. Marco-Marco, I beg you, I beg you, hold on. Try to open your eyes, Letta said again, once again with no response from Marco. I beg you, I beg you, God, please keep my husbands life. I will exchange it for anything, as long as you dont take my husband away from my life, Letta said, closing her eyes and holding Marcos hand tightly, as if Letta was willing to trade her happiness for her husbands life. I beg you, save my husband. Dont let him leave me alone in this world, Letta said again, and after that, Letta could hear footsteps approaching her and immediately widened her eyes when she saw Pedro had returned. Why did it take you so long? Look, Marco is unconscious. We need to take him immediately, Letta said, making Pedro look slightly surprised at Marcos current condition. Very well, madam, but can you step aside first? I have to take the Master immediately, and then you, Pedro said, making Letta nod. Letta immediately shifted to his side and saw Pedro starting to pull Marcos body and help him walk up the stairs, then quickly getting into the car, followed by Letta, who also got into the same car. Find the nearest hospital. I really cant see Marcos condition like this, Letta said, making Pedro nod his head. With the car speeding at a very high speed, Pedro immediately drove his car, making Letta realize they were passing through a deserted ce with towering trees. Letta didnt know that Lemos had prepared a ce like this to capture her and Marco. In a while, well be out of this ce, but for now, we need to find a hospital quickly, Letta said again. I apologize, maam. The distance is quite far, so I was a bitte to arrive. But I will try to get to the hospital as quickly as possible, Pedro said, making Letta nod her head. Until finally, after a few minutes of traveling through the deserted ce, they arrived on a busy street, making Letta look back at Marco, who was not moving at all in her arms. Marco, please hold on, Letta said again, but Marco didnt respond at all, until they arrived directly at the hospital yard, making Pedro immediately get out and open the passenger door for Letta and Marco. We have arrived, quickly take Marco and ask them to handle Marco first, Letta said, making Pedro immediately carry Marcos body again, and at that moment, several nurses and other medical staff approached. Letta then wanted to follow them when she felt a cramp in her stomach, but Letta tried to hold on. She didnt want to feel weak when Marco was in this condition. At the very least, she had to strengthen herself, ignoring the cramps in her stomach. With unsteady steps, Letta began to follow Pedro and Marco. Just as Letta entered the hospital, she saw Pedro from a distance. For some reason, her vision started to blur, her eyes began to feel heavy, and this seemed to be noticed by Pedro, who saw Letta stumbling. And as Pedro ran, Letta immediately copsed, perhaps due to her condition and the exhaustion of the day. Letta could no longer hold her body, which began to lie on the hospital floor, making Pedro immediately rush to carry Letta, saving his mistress and the baby inside Lettas womb. How is marco doing Letta immediately opened her eyes wide. She woke up with a fearful expression, then looked around, trying to focus her gaze. The smell of medicine immediately permeated her sense of smell, making Letta realize that she was currently inside a hospital. However, herst memory made Letta jerk and sit up straight. Letta looked at her wrist, which had an IV tube attached. Then she nced at the clothes she was wearing, realizing she was dressed as a patient. The room was quiet, with no one apanying her, and the one person that now shed in her memory was the condition of her husband, which prompted Letta to forcibly remove the IV tube and get off the bed, walking unsteadily because her head still felt heavy. Letta tried to leave the room, and there were four guards standing in front of her door. Madam, are you awake? one of them asked, making Letta nod her head. Where is Marco? Letta asked, making them look at each other. The master is still unconscious, one of them replied. Where is he being treated? Letta asked again, making the guards look at the same room where Pedro was sitting outside. I will go there, Letta said, and they slowly walked towards Pedro, who immediately straightened up. Madam, youre not allowed to leave yet. The doctor said you still need to rest, Pedro said, making Letta shake her head. No, I have to see Marco right now, Letta said, which finally made Pedro nod. But the master is still unconscious, Pedro said again. I will stay by his side, Letta said. Then, what about your condition? Youre also currently weak, Pedro said. Im fine, Pedro. I want to see my husband right now, Letta said, which ultimately left Pedro no choice but to let Letta in. Letta stopped in her tracks when she reached the doorway, seeing Marco wearing the same clothes as her, but what set them apart was his body wrapped in so many bandages covering the wounds that filled his entire body. This made Letta unable to hold back her tears. Letta walked slowly and then sat right by Marcos bedside. Darling, its me, Letta said weakly. Letta then reached out her hand, tightly gripping her husbands hand. Pedro said youre still unconscious. Why, why, are you still feeling tired? Are you still in pain? Letta asked, trying tomunicate with her husband, knowing that Marco must be listening to her. But please wake up soon. I worry about you, Im really scared, Letta said, finally bowing her head to Marcos arm, her tears dripping onto her husbands skin.? I beg you, recover quickly and return to normal. Be my strong husband, be the husband who always protects me, Letta said. After that, she looked up, looking at Marco who remained still. He seemed too tired to open his eyes. Letta didnt know what else to talk about. She just sat quietly, continuously stroking the back of her husbands hand. Letta didnt know how much time had passed when a nurse entered to check on Marcos condition. Madam Letta, you should be in your room, the nurse said, making Letta shake her head. No, I want to be by my husbands side, Letta replied. But Mr. Marco is still unconscious, and it will definitely affect his condition. Its better if Mr. Marco isnt visited too often like this. Besides, you also need rest. Your condition is not fully recovered yet, the nurse said, making Letta finally look outside the room and call for Pedro, who immediately entered and faced Letta. Pedro, please tell the hospital staff that I want to move to the room where Marco is. I dont want my room to be separated from Marco, Letta said, making Pedro look at the nurse. Nurse, can I speak with you first? Pedro said, making the nurse nod. Letta was confident that Pedro could do anything they instructed, as Marco had mentioned that Pedro waspetent enough to do anything they asked. Letta truly didnt want to be separated from Marco. She was afraid that something might happen if they were apart from each other. Shortly after that, Letta saw Pedro re-enter the room. Mr. Marco will be moved to the same room as you, and the room will be changed. Its better if you sit in the wheelchair for now. I will take you to the new room, and Mr. Marco will be attended to by other nurses, Pedro said, now pushing an empty wheelchair, making Letta nod. Letta immediately sat in the wheelchair, while Marco was taken over by the other nurses. They were transferred to arger room with two beds for them. Here, Letta could look at Marco and apany him whenever she wanted. Letta then looked at Pedro after the nurses left. How is Marco doing? Letta asked again. Sir sustained quite severe injuries, and after undergoing surgery and several stitches, his condition is really weak. But the doctor said everything will be fine. We just have to wait for Sir to regain consciousness, Pedro said, making Letta nod. Thank goodness for that. We just have to wait for Marco to feel like hes not tired anymore, right? Letta said, making Pedro silent, observing how Lettas worried face looked at her husband. You should rest too. I will stay outside, and I have arranged for some people to guard around this hospital, Pedro said again, making Letta turn around. What about that old man? Letta asked, remembering Lemos. He has received the punishment he deserves. I have made sure he will rot in jail, Pedro said, making Letta heave a long sigh. Thank goodness, Letta said, feeling somewhat relieved that the person who tried to harm her and Marco would never be able toe close again, until Letta looked back at Marco, who was stillfortable closing his eyes. Letta reached out her hand and gently stroked Marcos face. That old man has been taken care of properly by Pedro. No one will try to hurt us anymore. Everything is safe now. Isnt it time for you to wake up? Why dont you want to apany me? I feel really lonely and scared, Letta said intively, making Pedro, who heard her, stay silent before choosing to wait outside the room, allowing Letta to apany Marco. Letta didnt know how long she tried to talk to Marco, even without any response. Until finally, she fell asleep by Marcos side, sitting with her face now resting on Marcos arm. Unbeknownst to Letta, Marco slowly began to move his fingers and open his eyes, trying to see the ceiling of the room he now upied. Marco winced a little when he felt his head throbbing heavily, but his movements stopped when he felt his arm pinned down by something. Marco tried to look at Letta, who was now sleeping right next to him, but he furrowed his brow when he saw his wifes face.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. It’s all over Marco furrowed his brow as he saw tears wetting his wifes face. Yes, Letta was now sleeping right next to his bed, prompting Marco to slowly reach out and gently stroke Lettas face. This made Letta slowly furrow her brow and try to open her eyes, and it was then that Letta jerked when she saw Marco had awakened from his sleep. Youre awake? Letta asked, slightly sitting up, making Marco, who still felt weak, nod. How are you feeling? Does anything hurt? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. And in the next moment, Marco could see Letta, who could not contain her tears wetting her face. Thank goodness, Letta said, crying softly, making Marco unable to pull Letta closer. Dont cry, please, Marco said, his voice still weak. Im just scared, Letta said, her body shaking violently, as if the sadness could not be contained any longer. Im really scared, Im scared that you wont open your eyes again, Letta said, truly sobbing by Marcos side, making Marco struggle to sit up, then pull Letta into his embrace. And in the warmth of her husbands embrace, Letta truly cried her heart out, while Marco only stroked his wifes small back, trying to calm her down first, knowing how much anxiety she was feeling. I was so worried. Do you know how scared I was when I saw you lying there with your eyes closed, without any response, without any indication of when you would open your eyes again? Letta said, gripping the clothes Marco was wearing. What if you really dont open your eyes? Will you leave me all alone? Dont you know that Im relying on you? Letta said, making Marco finally shake his head. Its okay, I will never leave you. I will never lie weak like this in front of you again, I promise, Marco said, making Letta release her embrace. After that, she looked up, gazing at her husband, who still looked very pale, a sight that felt foreign to Letta as she saw Marco appearing so helpless. Yes, you did promise me, but what if God wants you to break that promise? What if God takes you without warning? Letta said again. Even God wont be able to separate us. I promise you that, so please stop crying, I beg you, Marco said, making Letta even more tearful hearing her husbands words. Im fine now, especially seeing you here by my side. I feel like I can fight that scoundrel again, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Its all over. He wont dare toe near us again. We can live freely again, happily, Letta said, making Marco smile. He then nodded. Marco then loosened their embrace, then looked at his wifes round belly. So, how about you and our baby? Marco asked, making Letta bow her head slightly, then caress her round belly. Hes fine, hes even been moving actively all day while Ive been waiting for you here. Maybe he knows that his mother is sad, and he wants tofort me, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then reached out his hand, and it was then that Marco felt the movements inside. Marco felt as if his hand was being kicked by a small kick that warmed his heart, and Letta noticed it as Marco was slightly taken aback. After that, Letta looked at Marco. Hes greeting you. Hes saying, is Daddy okay? Letta asked, making Marco nod. He then felt the movements again in Lettas belly. Come here, Marco said, making Letta finally join him on the bed, leaning on her husbands shoulder while Marco continued to feel the active movements of their little one inside Lettas belly. Forgive your father for not being able to take good care of your mothers safety, Marco said, making Letta look up and gaze at Marco, who was looking at her round belly. But I promise that from now on, I will bring abundant happiness to you and your mother. I will take care of you and make sure that you are safe and happy by my side, Marco said again, making Letta smile. Letta then reached out her hand to gently stroke Marcos face, before giving a kiss on his firm jaw, which still felt cold, his skin still pale, making Letta feel a little strange about Marcos condition, which usually always appeared charming and fresh. With you by my side, I already feel so relieved. We will go through everything together. Its not just you who will bring happiness, but me too, and our baby will bring happiness to you. We willplement each other, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, I know because you are the source of happiness for me, and how could I not take care of you well, Marco said. They fell silent for a moment, until there was a knock on the door, before Pedro entered and smiled. Wee back, Sir, Pedro said, making Marco only smile faintly. Dont say youre going to give a report right away, when my husband has just woken up from his sleep, Letta said, making Marco just smile, while Pedro seemed to lower his head. Okay, then Ille backter when you feel better, Ill be back, Pedro said, about to turn around, but Marco immediately stopped him.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Its okay, Pedro. Just say what you want to say, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a protesting look, but Marco just gave his sweet smile, as if to say that it was just a report, and he would be fine. Pedro finally gave his report to his master. I have taken care of those scoundrels and made sure they willnguish behind bars for a very long time. We have ensured that they will never escape from their suffering there, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Yes, I do trust you, and you have done your best. You have done what they deserve, Marco said, making Pedro nod. But there is one more thing I have to report, Pedro said, making Marco look at him with a raised eyebrow. Go on, Marco said. When we searched Lemos hideout, it turned out he had some very surprising evidence. Not just illegal firearms, but also other illicit goods that further aggravated his punishment. But not only that, after we hacked into his usualptop, it turns out he had someone in our circle, Pedro exined, making Marco furrow his brow. What do you mean? Marco asked. I still couldnt catch who had been giving information to Lemos, but he knows anything rted to you and Madam. Theymunicate through emails with this person who uses a pseudonym, and we still havent been able to track down this person, Pedro said, as Marco was about to respond when the door opened, revealing Marcos guards who now entered. Theres a delivery for Madam, the guard said. For me? Letta asked, and the next moment, not just one guard, but nearly five guards brought bouquets of flowers, fruits, sweet treats, even cotton candy into the room, making Letta widen her eyes when she saw her favorite food in front of her, and this made Marco look at Pedro with a questioning look. Protect you Lettas eyes lit up as she looked at the package addressed to her. In contrast, Marcos gaze turned sharp, seemingly indicating that Pedro knew about it from the look on his masters face. Who apanied it? Pedro asked. Sorry, we received it from someone at the hospital. The staff said it was meant for thedys room, the guard replied, prompting Pedro to approach. He then took the greeting card attached to the bouquet. Pedro opened it, and as usual, it was just a message without any senders name, causing Pedro to walk straight to Marco and hand it to him. It was then that Marco clenched his jaw, crushing the greeting card, causing Letta to touch her husbands wrist. Could this be from the same sender who always sends items to our house? Letta asked, causing Marco to try to contain his emotions and let out a long breath. Seems like it, Marco replied. Doesnt that mean he also knows that were not at home and were in Chicago? Letta said, making Marco nod his head again, which, for some reason, made a sense of fear resurface within Letta. Letta immediately grasped her husbands wrist, looking at him with fear, as if what she had just experienced with Marco might happen again and would always make her feel afraid. Rx, I wont let anyone else dare to approach and endanger you, including this person we havent been able to capture yet, Marco said again. Pedro, check the CCTV around the hospital, and then dispose of all these gifts, Marco said, making Pedro nod his head, then immediately move to perform the task assigned by Marco. After that, Marco immediately shifted his gaze to the silent Letta. Then, he reached for her shoulder and hugged her. Dont be afraid, I wont let anyone disturb us now. Hes just a coward ying behind our backs. Dont worry, Pedro will find him as soon as possible, Marco said, trying to calm Letta, making her nod her head. Letta believed deeply in all the promises Marco made. But of course, sometimes God has other ns, as they had just experienced. No matter how strong Marco fortified his defenses, if God had ordained that they would face those viins, it would not be difficult for outsiders to breach the strong defense line that Marco had built. Rx, Marco said again, sensing Lettas body trembling even more. Dont you trust me? Marco asked again, reaching for Lettas face, causing Letta to meet his gaze. Marco could see Lettas face beginning to well up with tears. Do you trust me to protect you? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent before she could only lower her face. What if God has other ns? What if God really wants to separate us, as has happened before? I dont want you to be hurt like this again. I dont want you to keep sacrificing yourself just for my safety, Letta said, making Marco clench his jaw. Then what should I do? Should I just stand idly by when I see my wife in danger? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Its me who dragged you into this danger. Many people hate me and eventually target you as their aim, as Lemos did. He knew that you are a precious woman in my life. Thats why he used you to threaten me. He knew that I wouldnt budge when it came to your life, Marco exined. Does my presence burden you? Does having me and our child be a difficulty? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Such thoughts are certainly not true, because this is my destiny. Your presence has be my destiny to protect you. So never think like that. I might not even be able to survive without you and our baby. So please, continue to stay by my side, to apany me in any situation. Only you are my strength right now, as you feared when I saw you unconscious. The fear is much greater when I know that I couldnt possibly protect you or hear you drift away from me, hearing you being lost from me makes me feel suffocated, Marco said, making Letta cry even more as Marco pulled her into his embrace. So from now on, stay by my side, no matter what happens. But you must be sure that I wont let any danger threaten us, Marco said, making Letta nod in his embrace. Im sorry for thinking too much, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then loosened his embrace, wiping away the traces of tears on his wifes face. However, his movement halted when he saw a red mark on Lettas neck, which seemed to pull Marco back to the moment when Lemos had touched her. Are there any parts of your body that feel sore? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head, but the next moment, Marco immediately pulled the clothes Letta was wearing, then pushed aside the hair covering her neck. There, several red marks were clearly visible. Is this the mark left by that scoundrel who touched you recklessly? Marco asked, making Letta flinch slightly, as she had ignored the fact that Lemos had tried to touch her, making her feel nauseous. Lets not talk about it. I really feel disgusted with my own body when I imagine that old man touching me so recklessly, Letta said, making Marco gaze at his wife in an iprehensible manner. I even feel ashamed in front of you now, that there is another man who has touched my body besides you, Letta said again, finding it difficult to ept the fact, especially if Lemos may have done more than that. Fortunately, at that moment, Pedro arrived, so Lemos didnt do anything further to her. But still, Letta felt the warm breath that felt scorching on her skin, making her stomach react and churn violently, making her want to vomit right then and there. Its so disgusting. I feel disgusting that my body has been touched by that man, Letta said again, making Marco look back at the red marks. Where else did he leave this damn mark? Marco asked, then made Letta unbutton her still attached shirt, slowly opening it. At this point, Marco could clearly see Lettas upper body. Not only were there marks on her neck, but there were also some on her shoulders and around her chest. Although the number was not as many as Marco had seen before, it still made Letta feel like her body was very filthy. Even when Lemos just touched the tip of her hair, Letta already felt disgusted, let alone with him leaving these red marks on her smooth skin. The same went for Marco, who looked at the red marks with widened eyes. Marco didnt realize that Lemos had truly left them on his wifes body. Marco thought he had just touched her, but it turned out that the old man had truly marked his wife, until Marco finally reached out, gripping Lettas neck quite tightly, as if something was boiling inside him. Marcos body even felt hot, whether it was restraining anger or the feeling of wanting to kill someone like Lemos. Letta couldnt help but notice when she saw her husbands sharp gaze, trembling body, and could only look at Marco with a heavy breath. That’s your mini version Eyes widened as Marco pulled her firmly. Then, he pressed their lips together, while Letta could only close her eyes as Marco began to kiss her greedily, slipping his tongue between Lettas lips. They both felt the warmth they were experiencing, not to mention the increasingly heavy breath from Marco. Letta could only grip the clothes Marco had given her. Afterward, Marco released their lip lock, sweeping every sidLettase of Lettas face, then moving down to her neck. Ill clean the traces of that scoundrel, Marco murmured between kisses, and the next moment, Letta could only gasp as Marco sucked strongly on the same spot where the mark was. Not just once, but four marks that Marco had to clean from the old mans audacious touch on his wife. Is this thest mark? Marco asked when he saw the mark near both sensitive sides of Letta, making Letta nod her head. And at that moment, Marco took off the clothes Letta was wearing, causing Letta to immediately hold onto her husbands shoulders. Thats enough, I can feel that I belong to you again. I wont think about that man anymore, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. But Im still not satisfied to touch you a little longer. I dont want any trace of that scoundrel left on your body, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. What if someonees in? Letta asked, and the next moment, Lettas eyes widened as Marco shouted loudly. Pedro, make sure no one enters this room. I have to take care of something with Letta, Marco said firmly, turning back to Letta, who remained silent, staring at him. What if theres a doctor or nurse who needs to examine you? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. I beg you to focus on me first. Just ignore whatevers in your mind. I truly feel annoyed if theres still a hint of that scoundrels scent on my wifes skin, Marco said, making Letta close her eyes, as Marco once again brought his face close and touched her gently. Meanwhile, his other hand tried to remove Lettas clothes. Letta gripped Marcos shoulders tightly, and it was then that Marco winced, causing Letta to immediately stop the kiss. Letta realized that her husbands body was now covered in bandages due to the injuries he had suffered. Im sorry, I forgot that your body was injured, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Its okay, just a little, Marco said again. In that case, dont overdo it. You still cant move freely. Look at yourself, its still like this, Letta said, giving Marco a little push, making Marco look at her with a raised eyebrow. Just because of these small wounds, you want to stop? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Its not a minor wound. I still remember vividly how they brutally beat you, causing you to get these terrible injuries. It must have been painful, right? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. You dont have to pity me just because of these wounds, Marco said again, making Letta pout. But the fact remains that you were unconscious for almost two days with these injuries. Come on, dont assume that your body is always strong just because you want to protect me. Youre human too. Sometimes you feel pain, sometimes you feel joy, sometimes I also feel sad, and I want to see all those expressions without you concealing anything. I want to be someone who is by your side and can also be relied upon. Although I may not be as strong as you, at least I can give you this hug, Letta said, then hugged Marco and stroked his back. I want to be a wife who can be a support for my husband when hes tired. At least, thats a role I can fulfill, Letta said again, making Marco fall silent. After that, Marco returned Lettas hug tightly. Thank you, Marco said, making Letta nod in his embrace. I just want to be the perfect husband for you. I just dont want to make any mistakes. I dont want you to get hurt just because I couldnt protect you, Marco said, making Letta finally loosen her embrace, looking at her husbands face. The face she saw every day, from waking up to closing her eyes. Youre actually too perfect for me. In fact, I wonder why a man like you would marry me. I know Im an orphan with nothing, but you have everything. But you sacrifice yourself, maybe even your life, just for me, Letta said, but when Marco was about to open his mouth to respond to his wifes words, Letta suddenly pulled Marco gently. Then, she pressed her lips against his, leaving Marco stunned. Marco was silent as he felt Lettas lips moving slowly, sucking gently. Before Marco could respond, Letta ended the kiss. So, all I can do is to stay by your side and trust you, right? At least, I have to believe that you told me never to leave you, because I will never do that, Letta said, making Marco finally smile. I want that too, I want only you to continue to be by my side. Only you, the only woman entitled to be by my side, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. Are you sure its just me? Letta asked, making Marco nod again. Then what about her? Letta asked, stroking her now fully rounded stomach, and after that, Marco chuckled. Oh right, I forgot, thats your mini version, Marco said, making Letta smile. Remember, besides me, you will be even more overprotective of our babyter on. Youll probably feel what its like to be a father whos afraid if his daughter isteing home, or if she ys with other boys, it might make you upset, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yeah, it seems like I will be that kind of father. I dont know, Im curious if I will really look so strict in our daughters eyester, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, she might just be annoyed for having an overprotective father, but she will understand that no man will love her as much as her father does, Letta said, making Marco smile. I cant wait to meet her, Marco said, making Letta gently caress her rounded belly. Just a little longer, she will be around us, bringing happiness andpleting our little family, Letta said, making Marco nod. After that, he embraced his wife tightly, but after a few moments, Marco seemed to be drawn back to his previous intention, making Marco release his embrace. Wait a minute. Wasnt the initial n for me to clean all the marks of that scoundrel? It seems like youve seeded in diverting my thoughts, Marco said, making Letta just smile. Come on, I said, isnt it not the right time to do that? Letta said, making Marco look at her with a raised eyebrow. What kind of thing is that, and besides, you seem ready with your appearance like that, Marco said, making Letta flinch slightly. Letta remembered that the front of her body was clearly exposed, causing Letta to immediately tighten the clothes she was wearing, but Marco immediately stopped her and shook his head, looking at his wife.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. No, no, its toote. Ive started to remember it again. Soe here, Marco said, winking at her, making Letta just look at him with an incredulous gaze. What about our plant In the dimly lit room, the sound of footsteps could be heard, echoing in the narrow hallway. Only dim lights illuminated each step until the footsteps stopped in front of the iron bars. Folding his arms, he gazed at the middle-aged man sitting silently in the dark room, pulling the corner of his lips before walking closer as the face became visible. So, you finally end up behind these iron bars, he said, making the middle-aged man turn and look at him sharply. You should have joined me in here, he said, making the other person chuckle. Come on, Im not in cahoots with you. I just provided the information you needed. Havent I been kind enough, and foolishly so are you? You never used my assistance as evidence. So you cant drag me in there with you, can you? he said, eventually prompting the man to get up and approach him. Gripping the iron bars, he red at Jacob angrily. Damn it, Jacob! You lured me into attacking that scoundrel. You said his power would never be the same as it was in his own country. But still, no matter how many people you provided, including your henchmen, they couldnt defeat him, Lemos said, looking at Jacob with a murderous gaze. Thats because you couldnt control it yourself. I just provided people for you, and it all depended on your orders. You only knew Masimo, right? Thats why you couldntmand the others, Jacob said, leaving Lemos speechless. Initially, Lemos had no intention of attacking Marco at all. He had even relinquished his casinos and nightclubs under Jovankas umbre. But suddenly, Jacob came to offer cooperation, or what he called assistance. He informed Lemos that Marco wasing without tight security, only with a few important guards. It was Jacob who suggested kidnapping Letta. But both Lemos and Jacob miscalcted, especially since his henchman was Pedro, as Marco often boasted. Pedro was adept at handling everything, as evidenced by Lemos currently locked behind iron bars with tight security. Moreover, he was not in an ordinary prison, he was truly confined in an underground dungeon. This was at Marcos behest, and the work was done by Pedro. You should have targeted his henchmen first. You knew he had a henchman named Pedro. You should have weakened that right-hand man first because Marco wouldnt be able to do anything if his right-hand man was crippled, Jacob said, making Lemos clench his fists. Why didnt you attack him yourself? Or are you deliberately avoiding it because youck the courage? You deliberately lured me into attacking him, even though I could ept his victory, Lemos said, making Jacob shake his head. You dont ept it. I know that deep down, you still hold a grudge against my beloved cousin, Jacob replied. And what about you? Are you the same as me, a coward or a little rat hiding behind me, afraid to fight your cousin because you know youll lose first? Lemos said, seemingly provoking Jacobs emotions as his earlier dismissive smile faded. Im not just anyone who would attack him just like that. I have a precise n to get everything I want. Im not an impatient person like you. Ill strike when Marco is truly off guard, and I have the key, Jacob retorted, causing Lemos to click his tongue in frustration. He then turned away from Jacob. Well, I hope you dont end up like me, or perhaps worse. Because if Marco finds out youre behind all these sinister ns, youd be done for by now, Lemos said, to which Jacob nonchntly shrugged. But theres no evidence. No one can prove my involvement, so enjoy spending the rest of your life in this ancient building. And luckily, Ive already ceased our cooperation on our armaments before. Ive already sent other weapons to countries that are in conflict, Jacob stated before walking away from the iron bars, leaving Lemos clenching his fists, watching Jacobs truly deceptive departure. He had even seized all the firearms and sold them himself to the warring countries. Meanwhile, Jacob got into the ck car directly and then nced sideways, where Alfonso always apanied him. How is my cousin doing with his wife right now? Jacob asked. They are still in the hospital, and theres no news yet on when they will return to their country. It seems to take about a week for him to recover, Alfonso said, as he had found out and reported himself. What about our n that caused trouble for Marco? Jacob asked again. We have managed to get out of his flight security system because it seems Pedro has also taken action. So we dont need to mess with it anymore, as it was just a distraction before they were abducted, right? Alfonso said, making Jacob nod. Indeed, earlier when Jacob instructed Alfonso to prate Marcospanywork security, it was only to disrupt his focus before Lemos kidnapped him and himself. But after that, Jacob instructed Alfonso to withdraw from the security, because if they knew that Marco would target him this time, they wouldnt let him go. And he had to have an alibi to defend himself so that Marco could release him again. For now, Jacob still didnt feel right about attacking his cousin; he had toe up with a very well-thought-out n. Thats why earlier, Jacob told Lemos to see how Marco was doing. Okay, then we will visit my beloved cousin directly. He will definitely be surprised to receive a visit from his beloved cousin. Whats more important is how Marco and his wife see my closeness, Jacob said, making Marco nod immediately. After that, Jacob drove his ck car to the hospital where Marco and Letta were. One more thing that Jacob actually knew was Lettas true condition. Since their first meeting at an exhibition, Jacob had been suspicious of Lettas attitude, which was in stark contrast to their meeting at Edwards mansion a few months earlier. Moreover, knowing that Letta was heavily pregnant now, it would be an interesting game, ording to Jacobs mind, which was beginning to smile. It seemed that his day would be very pleasant when meeting his cousin. However, in the middle of the journey, Jacob furrowed his brow when he received a message, causing him to look directly at Alfonso. It seems that Marcos subordinate named Pedro has scrambled our system. Is he so resentful because we yed with ourwork a bit yesterday? Jacob asked, making Alfonso furrow his brow. Sorry, it seems we still cant check it. Should we pull over first? Alfonso asked, making Jacob shake his head.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. No, I will take care of it directly with Marcoter. After all, we will also meet him. So we can discuss it in person. I cant wait to meet someone who might give me a smile when they first open the door of the hospital. Maybe theyre in the same room? That would be even better, wouldnt it? Jacob said, imagining Lettas smile in his mind right now. It’s not like that Marco was stroking his wifes long hair as she leaned against his shoulder. Is the book more interesting than looking at me? Marco asked as Letta had been focused on her book all this time. They were both lying, leaning on the same hospital bed. Letta finally looked up and gazed at Marco, who still had bandages on his head. Ive been looking at you since morning, and I need a different view. Im also a little bored, so I chose to read a book for a while, Letta said, smiling broadly, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Youve been reading that book for over 2 hours, and you didnt let me disturb you at all, Marco said, causing Letta to shrug casually before refocusing on her book. However, as Marco was about to speak again, Pedro suddenly knocked on the door and entered the room. Marco immediately looked at him, while Letta seemed indifferent to whatever would be reported by her husbands subordinate. Theres someone who wants to meet you, Pedro said, making Marco look directly at his subordinate. Who? Marco asked, making Pedro nce briefly at Letta, which was also clearly noticed by Marco. If the visitor isnt important, just tell them to go back. Say I dont receive any visitors, Marco said, seeming to catch on to Pedros movements. However, when Pedro was about to nod and turn around, Letta immediately stopped him. Who is it? Is it an important guest? Letta asked, making Pedro look back at Marco, and Letta looked at her husband. Who is it indeed? Who knows, maybe theyre your friend or business associate, and they may have good intentions to visit you. So just let them in, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, Im sure its not an important guest. Besides, I dont want them to disturb our time together, Marco said again, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Come on, weve just been sitting quietly all this time. Besides, isnt it nice to have someone who wants to visit you? Well, at least you might need a friend to talk to, so you dont feel lonely, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Who said I was lonely? Arent you by my side? Marco replied. Earlier, you said I didnt pay attention to you for 2 hours, so wouldnt it be nice to have a friend to chat with? And why didnt we just call Pedro to keep youpany all this time? Letta said, which made Pedro bow his head even lower, while Marco looked at his wife with a questioning gaze. I dont want anyone else, what I want is you, Marco said, then looked back at Pedro. Just tell that person toe back, Marco said, but Letta immediately shook her head. No, just let him in. He must have good intentions toe and visit my husband, right? Letta said, again making Pedro unsure which of his mastersmands to follow, until Marco pulled Letta back. I dont want our time to be disturbed, Marco said again. The arrival of a guest wont disturb us. After all, were just sitting like this. Could it be, are you afraid that the guest will find out that you have a pregnant wife? Letta asked, making Marco exhale sharply. Its not like that, no. Even though they indeed dont know my wifes true face. But still, thats not the reason, Marco said, making Letta close the book in herp. Im sure thats your reason. You dont want to introduce me to your colleagues and friends because you might be ashamed to have a wife like me, especially now that Im pregnant. Maybe its because my weight has increased, youre embarrassed to introduce me. Right, youre ashamed to have an ugly wife like me? Letta asked, making Marco look at his wife with an incredulous gaze. I never thought that badly. Then, who on earth thought you were ugly? No! Any ws in my wifes body, which I fear, are the opposite. What if people find out that I have a beautiful wife, especially now that your pregnant glow truly makes me unable to restrain myself, let alone those envious eyes out there, Marco said, clenching his jaw, making Letta shake her head. Not everyone thinks as badly as you do. Maybe they just nce at me without paying attention to you. Because Im sure theyll only notice a Marco Jovanka. Im nothingpared to my husband, Letta said, making Marco seem unwilling to lose the argument. Thats why theyre curious about the wife of a Marco Jovanka. They must have imagined what a Letta would be like, Marco said. Why do they know your wifes name? Havent they only known that youre married all this time, thats it? Letta asked again, making Marco fold his hands and look at his wife intently. Thats because I dont want them to know anything about you. Let them think all sorts of things about my wife, Marco said again. Thats why they start thinking all sorts of things about me. Could it be that a Marco married an ugly woman? So he doesnt dare to publicize it. Maybe hes too embarrassed, that must be whats on their minds. So, youre hiding me not because its a fact, but because youre truly infuriating, Letta said, making Marco truly unable to argue with her anymore. Marco didnt know why they were having this argument, he just rubbed his rough face, while Pedro, who seemed to have been in a dilemma since earlier, was standing in front of the arguing couple. In that case, just let him in. I dont want my wife to sulk just because I didnt allow someone to visit, because it seems her mind is starting to get out of sync with reality, Marco said again, looking at her with a displeased expression. So are you saying that my thoughts are wrong? Isnt that what people would think when someone hides their wife, not for safety reasons? Because Im sure you would deploy all your guards to protect me. I just still dont understand why you didnt let people know my identity, Letta said, seemingly getting more provoked by Marcos words.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Fine, lets end this argument because Ive already told Pedro to let that person in. Although we dont know if that person is good or bad. Bying here, I regret giving my order to Pedro, Marco said, making Letta thump with annoyance. In that case, just tell Pedro to say that you dont ept visitors, or maybe you want to talk to another guest in another room. Its up to you. Ill confine myself in this room, and when I get home, Ill confine myself in that mansion too, Letta said, seemingly really angry with her husband, making Marco realize that pregnant womens hormones can be truly unstable, just like now. Their initial conversation was fIne, but it ended in an argument like this. You owe me an explanation And true enough, their argument dide to a halt, not because Letta and Marco wanted to end it or because one of them conceded, but because someone now entered the room with a wide smile, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and fruits in the other. Lettas smile also widened upon seeing the person. However, it was the opposite with Marco; he immediately looked at him with a sharp gaze and a hardened jaw. I thought I would be kicked out again and told to go home because your guards took so long to call me, Jacob said casually, then ced the fruits he brought on the nightstand. Sorry, was Ite to visit my dear cousin? Jacob asked again, still with his annoying smile, looking at Letta and Marco.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. No, no, not at all. Luckily, I persuaded Marco to instruct Pedro to let the guest who wanted to visit Marco in immediately. Initially, Marco didnt want to meet anyone because he felt a little ufortable, Letta said, making Jacob nod. Well, thank goodness you told him that. I was getting a little stiff waiting outside, Jacob said again. Letta then looked at Marco, and her smile disappeared. Letta remembered what Marco said about not being too friendly with Jacob, so she finally approached and whispered. For today, dont put on such a face. He means well, doesnt he? Letta said, making Marco look at his wife with raised eyebrows. In that case, please sit. What did you bring? Letta asked, ignoring the look from Marco that seemed to contradict her words. Nothing much, just a bouquet of flowers and some fruits. I rarely visit the sick, so I didnt know what I should bring when visiting them, Jacob said, making Letta smile. Its alright. Your visit alone is appreciated, Letta said, making Jacob smile, as if what he had been thinking during the journey had trulye to pass. Letta weed him with a broad smile and her friendly demeanor. I was going to bring you cotton candy, grilled sausages, waffles topped with ice cream, like the ones we had when we visited the exhibition. But it seems thats not good food for a patient, Jacob said, seemingly deliberately recalling their encounter at the exhibition, making Letta widen her eyes and look at Jacob with a sparkling gaze. those are foods that would certainly taste delicious if eaten now. I remember the time we went to the exhibition. Thank you for being so kind to me, Letta said, making Jacob shake his head. Well, I should be kind to my cousins wife. Luckily, when you met me, it wasnt an encounter with a viin, because at that time, I saw you alone. I was curious why Marco let you wander alone, Jacob said, looking at Marco, who just red back at him. Didnt I already say that at that time Marco forgot to instruct the guards to protect me? Letta interjected. But afterwards, Marco really deployed all his men to look for me because I didnte back, Letta continued, still with a smile at the end of her sentence, making Jacob nod as if it was a pleasant conversation for them, until the conversation stopped when Marco spoke up. What brings you here? Marco said in a cold tone, making Jacob finally look at him with a serious gaze. As I said, I wanted to visit this cousin of mine. I heard the news that you were being treated in the hospital, Jacob said again, while Letta already knew that there was a cold aura between them, creating distance. Although I told Pedro to keep the news about my condition tightly sealed. I didnt know that Pedros security was this weak, that outsiders would find out, and I also didnt know where the outsider got the information from, so easily, Marco said, making Jacob go silent. Come on, news in this day and age is not easy to hide, especially with someone like Marco Jovanka. It will surely spread immediately. Although not quickly, I am one of the people who would know it first, Jacob said again, making Marco look at him with raised eyebrows. Fine, havent you already visited me? So, I think thats enough, because my wife and I need to rest, Marco said, subtly shooing Jacob away, as he didnt want Letta to be angry with him. Come on, I still want to chat with your wife a bit, and Im a little curious since the first time I met her. Can I talk to you about it? Jacob said, seemingly provoking Marco, making Marco immediately look back at him with his sharp gaze. Nothing needs to be questioned about my wife, so you better leave the room now, Marco said, causing Letta to grip her husbands wrist and look at him with a gentle gaze, as if Marco would understand the meaning behind her gaze. Come on, Im just a little curious. Does her current pregnancy also affect her attitude towards me? Jacob said, making Letta look back at him, while Marco clenched his fists, as Jacob seemed to be delving into Lettas changes due to his ignorance. Actually, I wanted to ask you directly about it at the exhibition, but I forgot to ask, Jacob said again, making Letta furrow her brow. Why? Letta asked. About your attitude, at the exhibition, I was a little hesitant to greet you, because as far as I know, our initial meeting wasnt great, Jacob said, making Letta even more confused. Our initial meeting, Letta murmured, beginning to think about Jacobs words. Enough of your nonsense, so please leave the room quickly, Marco said. Wait, he wants to tell us something, right? We should listen to him, Letta said, making Marco look at his wife immediately. We dont need to listen to his nonsense, so just let him go, Marco said, making Letta about to reply, when Jacob cut their conversation. Yes, our meeting at Uncle Edwards house. Didnt you say then that I shouldnt get too close to you, and you were ufortable with my presence? But at the exhibition, I was really surprised to receive that sweet smile from you. Even for just one smile, it seemed difficult for you to give to anyone other than Marco, Jacob said, making Letta blink. Is that so? Letta asked, and that answer seemed to arouse suspicion from Jacob, who looked at them with raised eyebrows. Yes, dont you remember? Do you know that at that time you were really scared if you got close to me, as if Marco would finish you off right then and there? Yes, although your condition now looks much happier than it was back then, Im also happy to see it, Jacob said, seemingly aware of the probing question he had to ask. What did I look like back then? Letta asked, her face expressionless, making Jacob draw the corner of his lips. You looked like a wounded bird, Jacob said, and the next moment, Marco immediately shouted at him. Stop all that nonsense, Marco said, making Jacob look at him with a look of victory. Pedro, quickly call the guards and tell this outsider to leave my room, Marco said, making Pedro and two other guards finally enter. Get him out of here, Marco said with his fierce gaze. Okay, okay. You dont need to drag me. I will dly leave this room, because Ive seen my cousin and his wife are doing fine. Besides, I have gotten what I wanted. So, I hope you both recover soon, Jacob said with a sly smile. After that, waving his hand, he walked out of the room, while Letta immediateLy looked at Marco with a gaze. You owe me an exnation, Letta said. I’m curious Letta gazed directly at Marco, her eyebrows raised, as if she were awaiting an exnation from her husband. Marco, I really am curious about what your cousin meant earlier, Letta said, causing Marco to finally let out a long sigh. Dont pay attention to what Jacob said. You know hes just someone who talks nonsense. Hes only trying to pique your curiosity, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. But I didnt see it that way, Letta replied. He seemed serious. I want to know about my previous encounter with Jacob, before I lost my memory, before we met again at that exhibition, Letta said, making Marco finally look at his wife. The meeting wasnt pleasant because hes someone who doesnt deserve anyones kindness. And you, when you first met him, you were able to judge him well. You didnt even want to get close to him. He was already annoying during our first meeting at my parents house, exined Marco, leaving Letta speechless. What did he do, exactly? asked Letta, because previously she had clearly heard that Jacob only wanted to get close to her cousins wife. But she immediately put on a fearful expression. Was I really scared at that time? What was I afraid of, or maybe I was afraid that you would be jealous of Jacob, or what? asked Letta, who didnt understand the situation. Its tooplicated for me to exin. But one things for sure, you didnt like Jacobs behavior, said Marco, leaving Letta silent. However, for some reason, thest time she met Jacob at the exhibition, Letta thought Jacob was a good person. Even though he was a bit annoying earlier, maybe her judgment was wrong. But upon hearing Jacobs exnation, Letta felt like there was something unsettling in her heart. Let it go, you dont need to dwell on trivial matters like that, said Marco. After that, he went to grab a drink from the nightstand, but stopped when Letta spoke up again. Im curious. How did you feel about me before I lost my memory? Letta said, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment, before he returned to look at his wife with a smile.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Of course, as best as I can. How should I treat my wife, after all? Marco asked, causing Letta to fall silent as she gazed into her husbands eyes. After that, she shook her head. No, just forget it. Maybe Jacob just wanted to create misunderstandings between us, Letta said, choosing to avoid any further debate between her and Marco. This made Marco smile, and he pulled Letta back into his embrace. Alright then. How about we rest for now? Besides, its alreadyte, isnt it? Marco said, leaving Letta silent. After that, she looked towards the package that Jacob had brought earlier. What about all that? Letta asked, looking at the bouquet of flowers and the fruit basket. Ill tell Pedro to dispose of them, Marco replied, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. You always throw away things given by others, even though they might have given them sincerely, Letta said. What should I do then? asked Marco, feeling somewhat conflicted about his decision. Just leave the flowers here. They arent bothering anyone, and as for the fruits, you can give them to Pedro and the other guards to eat if you dont want them. Or Ill eat them myself, Letta said, making Marco let out a long sigh. It seemed he had to follow his wifes wishes if he didnt want Letta to be upset with him again. Alright, then Ill have Pedro take them away and leave the flowers here, Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta was about to get off the bed when Marco stopped her. Where are you going? Marco asked, feeling as if Lettas demeanor had changed slightly. Somehow, Letta still seemed upset or angry with him. Of course, to rest. Didnt you say we should rest soon because its alreadyte? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. I did tell you to rest, but to rest in the same bed as me. Besides, this bed is big enough for the both of us, Marco said, making Letta fall silent before shaking her head. No, I want to sleep in my own bed, Letta said again, making Marco gently embrace Lettas waist. Why is something bothering you? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent before shaking her head. No, I dont want to make you ufortable. Besides, your wounds still havent fully healed. Im afraid that if I sleep with you in the same bed, you might be slightly disturbed, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. That wont happen. I, in fact, feelfortable with you by my side. I can hold you gently, Marco said, making Letta seemingly unable to refute her husbands desire. Letta just wanted to sleep while pondering what was really bothering her. Even though Marco had answered all her questions, Letta felt like there was something being hidden by her husband. But Letta didnt want to push or dig any deeper because she knew Marco might feel that she didnt trust his words. Alright, then, Letta said, finally yielding to all of Marcos words, causing Marco to shift slightly. After that, Letta immediately fell asleep in her husbands embrace. Is it okay if you sleep like this? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head again. No, just forget about these wounds. Theyre just minor injuries, Marco said again. Im telling you, theyre not minor. Theres a stab wound on your shoulder and a gunshot wound on your back. Those are injuries that could really take you away from my life. Dont underestimate your life. Not in the least, I dont like hearing that, Letta said, making Marco finally smile. Youre worried about me? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent, gazing into her husbands eyes, which were looking at her with affection. Of course. How could I not worry about the man who is my husband? Letta said again, making Marco fall silent for a moment. He felt something tickling his heart, a single question that now crossed his mind, one that he wanted to know directly. Do you love me? Marco asked again, making Letta fall silent. Havent I expressed my love for you too many times? But it seems I still havent heard you say you love me, Letta said. All this time, Letta had only heard that Marco was afraid of losing her, that Marco wanted to protect her, and that she was the most precious thing in Marcos life. However, Letta had never heard the direct expression of love from her husband. I want to hear your feelings directly, Letta said again, making Marco fall silent once more. He just continued to gaze into his wifes eyes. Why is it so difficult for you to express your feelings if you truly love me? But if it feels difficult, you dont have to say it. I wont force you, Letta said, making Marco reach out and gently stroke Lettas cheek. Why do you want to hear it? Marco asked again. You yourself, why do you ask if I love you? Isnt that something thats already certain? Even though I dont know our past, Im sure that I love you, Letta said again, making Marco fall silent. They remained silent for so long, as if seeing each others feelings through the gaze they exchanged. Somehow, it made Letta feel a little disappointed that Marco didnt say what she wanted to hear. That won’t happen Letta then extended her hand, stroking her husbands firm jaw. If its too much, you dont have to force anything you want to do right now. Whatever you feel for me at this moment, Letta said, causing Marco to grasp Lettas hand on the side of his face. I love you, Marco finally uttered, rendering Letta speechless. Thats what I feel right now. Even though Ive never said it directly. Isnt the fear Ive felt of losing you all this time a representation of the love within me? Marco said, again silencing Letta, before she nodded. Momentster, Letta pulled Marco closer and pressed her lips against his, allowing Marco to feel the softness moving between their lips.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Thats what I want to hear, Letta said amidst the kiss she gave, making Marco finally pull her waist closer to reciprocate the kiss slowly. I will tell you how much you want to hear from my mouth that I truly love you, Marco said, causing Letta to nod, though something felt uneasy in her heart. Letta tried to forget it, even though she didnt know what answer she really wanted to ensure. Letta could feel when Marco started sliding his fingers onto the nape of her neck to deepen their kiss. Letta could also feel Marcos gentle tongue slipping through the gap between her lips, intertwining with each other, feeling the warmth now woven between them. Marco, thats enough, Letta said, unraveling their lip connection, making Marco silent as he stared at the tiny blushing lips of his wife. Im still not satisfied, Marco whispered right in front of Lettas face, who could only look down. We need to rest. Your condition is still not fully recovered, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. A kiss wont drain my energy, Marco said, causing Letta to look at him again. Can you promise that it will end with just a kiss? Letta asked because she knew well how her husband couldnt restrain himself just with a kiss like this. Marco would surely keep tempting her, and in the end, Letta would surrender to everything Marco wanted. It seemed to be realized by herself when Marco pulled the corner of his lips, disying a smile that looked so beautiful in front of Letta. Guess I hit the mark, and you cant deny it yourself? Letta asked, making Marco once again respond with a smile. Yes, because I really cant resist you, Marco said again. Thats why I say its enough here. I dont want to hurt you or make your wounds worse, Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Does doing something like that require a lot of energy? It wont require much energy. Well just do it as usual, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I know how much energy you exert when you touch me, Letta said, imagining how Marco seemed to be holding back. How the growls felt heavy, how the veins on every muscle looked prominent and perfect in front of Letta. How he kept moving and prating to merge with her. And if they did it now, it would surely cause the existing wounds on Marcos body to possibly reopen and create new ones, thought Letta, who finally shook her head. I dont want to hurt you again, Letta said. It wont happen, Marco said quickly. Yes, it can happen. I know, and I can feel it when you cant restrain yourself when we do it, Letta said, finally causing Marco to pull her waist closer. Then let me touch you like this, Marco said, bringing his face close to the hollow of Lettas neck, making Letta close her eyes as she felt the warm breath on her neck, feeling Marcos lips pressing against her skin. Marco, stop, Letta said while holding their shoulders, stopping Marcos movement. Why does it sound like youre rejecting me right now? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. I am indeed rejecting you, Letta said again. But this is not the usual rejection. You seem reluctant for me to touch you, Marco said again. I dont want you to touch me right now because Im concerned about your condition, Letta replied. Its not what I feel. Is there something bothering you right now? Marco asked. There isnt, Ive already said that. Its because of that bastard earlier, isnt it? Because of his arrival, youve changed like this. Because usually, even if you reject at first like this, in the end, youll let me do what I want, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. And from now on, you cant behave like that. We are in a rtionship, so we have tomit to each other. You shouldnt be selfish if I dont want it, Letta said, appearing firm with Marco, leaving him silent. Fine, if you dont want me to do anything, Ill assume its because youre concerned, not because youre thinking about that damn guy, Marco said, irritated. Stop cursing your cousin. Regardless, hes your family, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Hes not my family. I dont consider him as my family, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent before choosing to turn around and sleep with her back to her husband. Im tired. I want to sleep. If you still want to argue with me, Ill go to my bed over there, Letta said, making Marco look at the bed across from him. Marco finally rubbed his face roughly and chose to pull Letta into his embrace, gently hugging her belly and stroking it. Forgive me; maybe Im too sensitive because of Jacobs arrival. I apologize if my behavior is like this too. I just cant restrain myself when Im close to you, Marco whispered right at the hollow of Lettas neck, making her close her eyes as Marco caressed her belly. If youre tired, you can sleep. I wont disturb you anymore, I promise, Marco said, but Letta didnt respond at all. Letta continued to think about things she might have forgotten in her past. Somehow Jacobs words made her uneasy. Letta still couldnt close her eyes, still feeling Marco caressing her round belly. Maybe theres something Marco has been hiding from her, Letta thought. Perhaps Letta wanted to find something about her memories from the past. Theres doubt creeping into her heart, a curiosity filling her mind. Letta is disturbed by it, even though she is not doubting her feelings for Marco right now. But Letta needs to make sure of something. Letta will ask Marco to go back to their home country as soon as he recovers. Letta also doesnt want to linger in a foreign country that has left her with bad memories. Until finally, Letta tried to close her eyes; at least she might get a beautiful dream if she falls asleep, Letta thought. Simrly, Marco was just arranging his wifes hair, feeling that something was wrong with her since Jacobs arrival. Especially since that person said things that Letta shouldnt have heard. It must have sparked curiositY in his wife, Marco thought, also wary of what Letta would do next. Doctor said i’m Marco blinked as he heard the melodic sound of music near his bed. Slowly opening his eyes, he discovered a music yer producing a beautiful melody. Scanning the room, Marco found no one, including Letta. He tried to sit up. Darling, Marco called out, but there was no response. Momentster, the bathroom door opened, revealing Letta in a fresh dress. Marco furrowed his brow at the sight of Letta no longer in a patients attire. The doctor said Im perfectly fine, so Ive been discharged from the hospital and dered recovered, Letta exined, seemingly understanding her husbands gaze. She sat on the edge of the bed where Marco was. Well then, Id like to change out of these clothes too, Marco said, prompting Letta to shake her head. You cant. Your condition isntpletely stable yet. The doctor said you need another two or three days of rest, Letta stated, causing Marco to shake his head. But these clothes are ufortable. I can wear my other clothes. Ill ask Pedro to bring them from the hotel, Marco insisted, attempting to argue. Just wear what the hospital provides. Cant you listen a bit and not be so stubborn? Letta retorted. For some reason, she felt a bit assertive towards Marco, who finally smiled. It seems my cute wife has turned into a vignt one, Marco remarked, but Letta didnt respond and instead grabbed the breakfast that had been sitting on the nightstand since earlier. Stop teasing me. Im acting like this because I want you to recover quickly and get out of here. I want us to go home soon, Letta said, silencing Marco. Do you want to go back to our country? Marco asked, and Letta nodded. I dont know why, the longer I stay here, the more suffocated I feel. Especially after the unfortunate incident that befell us, maybe I dont want to return to this country again. Although I admit the ces here are beautiful, I dont want toe back to this ce for a second time, Letta said, lowering her face, prompting Marco to extend his hand. After that, Letta looked up, gazing back at him. Forgive me for imprinting bitter memories for you here, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. Its not your fault, but can you please take me home as soon as possible? Letta asked, and Marco nodded.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Even now, I can take you home. I dont care about these wounds, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I want to go home after youre dered fully recovered. I dont want to mess everything up, especially making your condition worse, Letta said, finally looking back at the breakfast on herp. Now its time for you to take your medicine, so you need to have breakfast first, Letta said. But I just woke up. I need to clean myself first, Marco said. You still cant shower. Look, those bandages are still securely attached to your body, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Even when the wounds were still bleeding, I could withstand a saline wash. Let alone just a regr shower, Ill be fine, Marco said, causing Letta to stand up from her seat. Stop being selfish and follow whatever the doctor says. Do you want to stay confined in this hospital and let me stay here? Letta said with a raised tone, making Marco startled. Likewise, Letta immediately silenced herself. Letta didnt know why she was getting more disturbed by what she was thinking, until she chose to put her breakfast back on the nightstand. Forgive me, I think I havent had enough sleep, Letta apologized, and finally, they reconciled as she went back into the bathroom. Letta could only hold her racing breath. For some reason, Letta became extremely unstable like this, to the point where she felt so angry with just a few words from Marco. Previously, Letta was never bothered by anything Marco wanted or insisted on about her. Simrly, Marco now only stared at the closed bathroom door, shadowed by Lettas earlier outburst, as if pulling Marco back into the past where Letta always resisted him. When he used to be rough with Letta, Marco finally got out of bed, took slow steps, then knocked on the bathroom door. Darling,e out, Marco said. Im fine. Ille out after I finish using the bathroom, Letta said, making Marco silent. Marco knew what his wife was doing in there. He must also be surprised by her behavior. Come out or let me in. I know youre not doing anything in there, Marco said, and eventually, the bathroom door slowly opened, making Marco look at Letta, who was now just silent with her head bowed. Forgive me for yelling in front of you. I dont know why my emotions are like this; suddenly I feel angry, but I didnt mean to get mad at you. Im not a child that you should control, and I know that. I dont know why I feel like my emotions are being controlled by someone elses feelings, Letta said, making Marco understand what his wife was feeling. Marco finally reached out and gently cupped her face. You have every right to be mad at me. You can unleash all the emotions youre feeling right now. You can cry, you canugh, you can get angry, you can scold me. Whatever you want, I wont be angry, Marco said, causing Letta to extend her head. Thats not the point. I feel like I dont recognize myself since all of Jacobs words, since the words that make me feel something ufortable that Im feeling now. And I seem to be venting all my uncertain anger at you. I really feel ashamed of myself for not being able to control and also desire. Actually, what do I want? Letta said, making Marco finally smile. Without you saying it, I know what youre feeling right now. Its not wrong. What confuses you at the moment, youre entitled to feel it. You shouldnt hold it back. I wont be angry or disappointed because I truly understand my wifes situation. It must be difficult to go through everything without you knowing what happened in your past. And I cant help you too much, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. But one thing you must make sure of is that you always have to believe that I will always be by your side. Whether youre angry, disappointed, or whatever it is. I will never leave you. I will never be disappointed with your attitude towards me, Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment. After that, Letta closed her eyes when she felt Marco getting closer. Letta felt how Marco gave a warm kiss, warming her heart, as if making her forget the emotions she felt before. Marco, with his kiss, seemed to reassure Letta with his mere presence by her side, making Letta should already feel a bit relieved, even though she didnt know anything about what happened to her and what she was currently feeling. It’s not like that2 Letta smiled broadly as she stood in front of the grand house she had missed for the past few weeks. Finally, Letta returned to Marcos mansion as he had requested. After Marco was discharged from the hospital, he immediately brought Letta back to their country. Marco didnt want Letta to dwell longer on the bad times that had befallen them. Are you happy were back? Marco asked, making Letta nod. They entered, greeted by Desi and the servants lining up on both sides of therge door. Wee, Sir, Madam, Desi said, making Letta smile before nodding. Some servants looked a bit surprised to see Marco with a small bandage on his head and bandages still wrapped around his body under his shirt. You may resume your duties. Well rest immediately, Marco said, making the servants nod. After that, Marco pulled Letta closer. Shall wee and rest in our room? Letta asked, and Marco nodded. You must be very tired, right? So, we better rest right away, Marco said, making Letta nce around to find out what time it was. Lettas steps stopped when she found out it was only 3 in the afternoon. Its still daytime. If I sleep this early, I wont be able to sleep at night, Letta said when Marco really opened the door to their room and was about to take Letta inside. However, Letta seemed reluctant to take a step. Then what do you want? At least we can lie down or do anything in the room, Marco said, winking, making Letta shake her head. No, I want to rx by the pool, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. No, the air is not good, the wind is a bit strong, Marco replied, making Letta once again stare at him with pursed lips. But look at the weather. Its sunny. It will be very pleasant to have sweet treats and a juice by the pool, Letta said, causing Marco to rub his face roughly. Okay, then well change clothes first. After that, Ill take you to the pool, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Marco once again looked at his wife with a questioning gaze. Just rest. I know youre tired, even your condition is worse than mine. Im sure your body is still not as healthy as before. So, you can rest first, while I can rx by the pool alone. Its okay, now Desi will always apany me, Letta said, making Marco fold his hands and look towards the bed. So, you prefer Desi to apany you rather than your husband? Marco asked, for some reason not liking his wifes answer. Its not like that, Letta said, reaching out her hand and stroking her husbands firm jaw.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Im just concerned about your condition. If you invited me to rest, it must be because your body is truly tired. So, you shouldnt force yourself, while I feel fine. Ill take a break. Before dinner time, Ill wake you up, Letta said, causing Marco to immediately pull his wifes waist closer. If I want to rest, I have to rest with you. But since you asked to rx by the pool, Ill apany you. No objections or suggestions, Ill do what I want to do. So, its better, lets change clothes now before I change my mind and lock you in the room, Marco said, making Letta pout and reluctantly follow Marcos steps inside. Marco opened the jacket he was wearing and unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing the bandages still wrapped around his sturdy body. Letta approached and stroked Marcos back, causing Marcos movement to pause slightly. Why? Marco asked, making Letta silent before eventually shaking her head. No, Letta said, then was about to enter the dressing room before Marco stopped her. Why? Is there something on your mind? Marco asked again, making Letta finally silent and meeting her husbands gaze. These wounds will surely leave scars on your body, Letta said, making Marco silent. These wounds will surely leave a lot of scars, Letta continued. So, thats whats been bothering you all this time? Marco asked, making Letta nod. That doesnt matter to me, Marco replied, making Letta look at him with a questioning gaze. I dont care too much about my body. Whether it has scars or not, Marco replied, which made Letta think otherwise. Letta thought Marco cherished his body shape, so he might be a bit disappointed if there were scars that cut through every muscle attached to his body. Do you think I would be disappointed if I got a scar here? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Come on, I dont pay too much attention to my appearance. Besides, its also covered by my clothes. People wont know if I have scars, Marco said, making Letta still silent, as well as Marco, while exchanging a mncholic gaze with his wife. Or are you disappointed yourself because my body is now full of scars? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Of course not. I also dont think too much about the condition of my husbands body. I feel that if you get so many wounds on your body, it doesnt bother me, Letta replied, thinking that maybe Marco would get trauma or whatever it was. Marco smiled gently at his wife. No, not at all. These wounds dont affect me. Even though it will only remind me of the scoundrel who might end up in that underground prison and will remind me that I still have to catch one more person who coborated with him, which we still dont know, Marco said, making Letta finally smile while stroking her ample chest. Finally, we can return to this house. At that time, I thought I would never be able toe back to my hometown with you, Letta said, prompting Marco to stroke his wifes small back. That will never happen. Even if I have to lose my life, I will still save you first, Marco said, causing Letta to immediately refuse. Dont start saying silly things like that. I dont like it, Letta said. Then lets stop talking about those bad times. Shouldnt we head to the edge of the swimming pool before the sky starts to darken? Marco said, making Letta nod. Okay, then, release this hug so I can change clothes. How about that? Letta said, making Marco silent before finally disying a smile that made Letta squint her eyes. Wait, it seems Im starting to recognize that smile, Letta said, making Marcough. It seems my wife is starting to understand what her husband desires, Marco said, then was about to bring his face closer before Letta restrained him using her palm. If you do that, our time will be further dyed. Come on, didnt you say the sky would get darker? Letta said, making Marco finally nod. Okay, it seems my recent hobby is truly unique, Marco said while kissing the side of Lettas face. What? Letta asked curiously. Teasing my wife until she looks annoyed with her red face is very enjoyable, Marco said, winking one of his eyes. Youre so naughty, Letta said with a pout, and its moments like this that make Marco release hisughter. You promise Marco remained fixed on his wifes beautiful face as she tied his tie, even though his mood was sour. Somehow, it only made her face look even funnier. Is this the expression my husband wears when hes about to work? Marco said, causing Letta to nce at him briefly before refocusing on the tie in front of her. Thats because my husband is very stubborn and doesnt want to listen to advice from his wife, Letta replied, still in her cold tone, making Marco smile. Come on, this is really important, so I have to get to the office right away, Marco said again. So, you prioritize that important matter over your current condition. We just arrived yesterday, and youre going straight to the office, Letta said, looking at her husband with an incredulous expression. I promise Ill only deal with that important matter and thene straight home, Marco said, making Letta fold her arms, looking at her husband with raised eyebrows. I no longer believe in your quick promises, Letta said. For a Jovanka, handling her business could take an unpredictable amount of time. Maybe in your terms, 12 hours is a quick time for your important matters. So, youlle home after all that time? Letta asked again, making Marco only smile because if he let out hisughter, Letta would surely be even more irritated with him. No, I promise it wont take that long. How could I solve that issue in 12 hours? Maybe just one or two hours. Ill be back soon, Marco said. Dont you usually rely on Pedro? Letta, pale, still tried to persuade her husband. If I still rely on Pedro right now, theyll believe that the owner of thepany is Pedro, not me. Do you want me to be underestimated by people for being ipetent and looking more dependent on my subordinates? Marco replied, making Letta finally sigh, then approach, adjusting the tie Marco was wearing, making him now look aligned with her. But remember, you muste back quickly. Your condition is still not fully recovered; there are even bandages still clinging to your body, Letta said, as Marco was about to respond, she interrupted him again. Dont say that youre fine. This wound is just a small wound because Im tired of hearing it. I know a Marco Jovanka is strong, but it still worries me. Do you know that? Letta said, making Marco sweetly smile before giving Letta a brief kiss on the lips. Yes, I know. I also remember well that my wife is worried and afraid if anything happens to me, right? Marco said, making Letta silent, staring at her husbands face. Okay, because I promised, give me a sweet smile before I really go to the office so I can get it done quickly, Marco said, making Letta nce at him briefly before just ying with her fingers on Marcos chest. You promise? Letta asked to make sure, making Marco nod his head. I promise, Marco replied, making Letta sigh. Okay, then Ill apany you to the porch, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Is there something you want? Marco asked while hugging his wifes shoulders, making Letta look up, trying to think. So, are you going to bribe me so I wont be angry again? Letta asked, making Marcough. Im serious, not just a bribe, because I really just want to know what you want when Ie backter, Marco said, making Letta smile. Okay, then bring me fruits and also ice cream, dessert, cotton candy, Letta said, listing sweet foods one by one, making Marco raise his hand. Enough, I wont bring everything because thats full of sugar. Ill bring you fruits only, how about that? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. In that case, its not necessary. I just mentioned it because in the kitchen, our fruit stock is probably very high, and Desi always checks it every day, Letta said, making Marco look at her contents again. So, what do you want, something thats not at home? I can bring it from outside, except sweet food. Youve already had too much sweet food, Marco said, making Letta silent once again. Okay, then bring me arge-sized pizza, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Are you going to finish it yourself? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Of course not. Well finish it together, and dont forget to tell the waiter to put a lot of pineapple toppings, Letta said, making Marco widen his eyes. Pineapple toppings? Marco confirmed, making Letta nod her head. Why? Does it sound strange? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, I just found out that pizza can be topped with pineapple. Isnt it usually with sausage, cheese, broli, mushrooms? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Its just that you didnt know. Just tell the waiter; hell know, Letta said again, making Marco puzzled, then nodding. Okay, Ill buy it with extra lots of pineapple then, Marco said again, making Letta smile. Okay, then Ill go. And before lunchtime, Ill already be home, Marco said, making Letta smile while nodding.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Yes, Ill wait for you. And remember, I wont have lunch until you actually arrive home. If youe home maybe in the evening, it means I havent eaten and will endure until then, Letta threatened, making Marco really have to resolve his issues as quickly as possible with the threat Letta gave. Okay, Ill really get it done quickly if you threaten me like that, Marco said, making Letta smile broadly because it seems like her threat is really going to work, until Marco pulled Lettas waist closer and was about to bring their lips together before Letta stopped him again. There are guards and servants around, so dont embarrass me in front of them, Letta whispered, making Marco look around before clearing his throat to moisten his throat. Can you all look away first? Marco said, causing Letta to widen her eyes at her husbands tant attitude, making the guards and servants turn away from them. After that, Marco smiled triumphantly at Letta. Youre really cunning, Letta said, making Marco shrug indifferently. Then, he pulled Letta again and gave a kiss to his wife, making Letta unable to resist responding to the effort her husband was making. Stop, Letta said when Marco continued to kiss her eagerly. Im not satisfied yet, Marco said again, making Letta stare at him with raised eyebrows. You will never be satisfied, so stop for now. Didnt you promise to resolve it quickly? If you keep dying, your problem will be further postponed, Letta said, finally causing Marco to release their lip connection. Okay, you win. Youve sessfully pushed me back, Marco said, making Letta act as if she didnt care. Alright, then Im going, Marco said, kissing the top of Lettas head, and Letta smiled watching her husband leave. Letta didnt understand why he could be so busy when they just arrived yesterday from Chicago, and Pedro had already mentioned urgent matters. Letta could only sigh deeply. This is the risk of being Marco Jovankas wife, thought Letta, who now had to get used to it. Taken all of our investor With bandages still wrapped around his body, Marco truly went to check what chaos Pedro actually meant. So, exin everything, Marco said, now seated in hisrge chair, prompting Pedro to hurry. After that, Pedro showed the t screen in front of him to Marco. We seem to have underestimated Jacob, Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow after seeing the numbers and graphs on the screen. He took all our investors in Chicago; that fatigue in my gut was a sign, Marco clenched his jaw. How could we not know anything about something this crucial? Marco asked, making Pedro only lower his head. They really kept quiet and made decisions unterally, Pedro said, causing Marco to m the table in front of him. This project is already 50%plete. How could they withdraw from it? What did that scoundrel offer? Marco asked, and Pedro then showed him the files Marco needed to examine. After that, Marco took a long breath and looked at Pedro. What about Daddy? Does he know? Marco asked, making Pedro once again remain silent for a moment. It seems Mr. Edward will find out soon too, Pedro replied, making Marco just sigh deeply. In that case, make sure everything stops there, and I will start handling it from scratch, Marco said, making Pedro look at his master with a worried expression. But, Sir, your condition, Pedro spoke again. Im fine and immediately scheduled my flight to meet all the investors. I want to see how convincing that scoundrels offer is. I dont understand what hes thinking to go against me, Marco said before getting up from his seat. Marco immediately entered his beloved ck car. Marco didnt expect to be this busy again with Jacobs antics. He might have to deal with all the investors who withdrew from his project, which was already almost 50%plete. Were going back home first, Marco said, making his driver nod, then drove the car. Marco didnt know how to exin to Letta. They had just arrived two days ago, but Marco already had to leave again, leaving his wife behind. Lettas current condition also didnt allow her to apany him on this business trip because Marco truly had no time to be with herter. Until finally, the ck car stopped at therge house, making Marco quickly enter. Wheres Letta? Marco asked one of the servants he passed by. Madam is in the garden, watering the flowers, Sir, the servant replied, prompting Marco to rush to their garden. There, Marco fell silent seeing Letta, with her blossoming smile, gazing at the blooming flowers as she watered them gently. Somehow, the tightness Marco felt earlier seemed to ease a bit, though it couldnt calm Marcopletely because the news he had to give Letta would undoubtedly make his wife worry about him again. Youre home already? Letta interrupted Marcos thoughts. I thought it would take longer, but it turns out only took an hour, Letta said, making Marco finally try to force a smile. What are you doing? Marco asked, making Letta look back at the flowers behind her. Im watering the nts because I thought Id get bored, so I chose to take a walk in the garden. And Desi suggested for me to look at these flower nts, Letta said, making Marco finally pull Letta into his embrace. Why? Letta asked when Marco suddenly hugged her tightly. Lets be like this for a moment. I want to savor your scent; I like it, Marco said, kissing the nape of Lettas neck. After that, he closed his eyes, while Letta only reciprocated the hug from her husband. For a while, they stayed silent, embracing each other, before Marco eventually loosened his embrace. All right, then, lets go inside, Marco said, making Letta stop her movement. I think its better if we just sit outside in this garden, on those chairs. Look, Desi has brought fruits and juice for us, Letta said, finally making Marco nod, then helped Letta sit in the garden chair. Marco sat right in front of Letta. What fruit do you want? Ill peel it for you, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, let me do it. You want an apple, right? Marco asked while taking an apple from Lettas hand, making Letta stay silent, watching her husbands movements. So, there is a significant problem, isnt there? Letta asked again. Not too big, but I have to handle it myself, Marco said, continuously peeling the fruit, making Letta just nod. So, how is it? Have you taken care of everything? Letta asked again, making Marco pause. It seemed like Letta also saw the uncertainty in her husbands eyes, so Letta reached out and gently stroked Marcos hand. Tell me, maybe I cant help, but at least you can feel a little relieved by talking about it, Letta said again, making Marco finally exhale deeply. Somebody has been messing with my project in Chicago. All the investors withdrew, even though the project is almost 50%plete. I have to meet them, have a re-meeting, and maybe catch the fool who messed with me, Marco said again, making Letta fall silent. That means youre going on a business trip? Letta asked, making Marco pause for a moment before nodding with a serious expression. Yes, I know we just returned, but this is a problem beyond my ns. I have to handle it one by one, have a re-meeting, and address the issues that person has caused recklessly. I have no other choice, especially Daddy is likely to find out about this soon, Marco said, making Letta look at the perfectly peeled apple in Marcos hands.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. And then? Letta asked again, without looking at Marco. I cant take you with me right now, especially since your condition is still weak. Plus, weve only been here for a few days. The doctor will probably advise against too much travel, especially by ne, Marco said, making Letta feel a bit sad hearing about the problem in her husbands office. Marco seems really busy being away from her. In that case, go ahead, Letta finally said, making Marco look into his wifes eyes. Dont worry about me. Ill be fine here. Desi and the other servants will keep mepany. Well, at least I wont be bored, and you can handle all your problems without hindrance there. As usual, you just need to instruct the guards to watch over me here, thats enough for me, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. His wifes response was truly unexpected for Marco. Marco thought maybe Letta would whine and insist on him staying by her side, especially with her current state and the fact that her body hadnt fully recovered. However, Letta seemed to be offering a bit of support and understanding about all the problems Marco faced. I wont stop you, and I wontin about not going with you because I know that a problem this big has already be a burden for you. So, I dont want to inconvenience you, Letta said, making Marco reach out, gently caressing her face. Thank you, Marco said, and Letta responded with a sweet and reassuring smile. you are the most important to me As instructed by Marco, Pedro truly took care of Marcos departure to meet the irresponsible investors in his coborative project. Only a few investors remained, and Marco promised to regain their trust and teach them a lesson. Are you leaving tonight? Letta asked, seeing Marco just finished a phone call. Marco turned around to look at Letta, who had been quieter since earlier. Marco also understood his wifes feelings. Even though Letta gave him permission, Marco knew that Letta must feel sad to see him go. Pedro has arranged everything, so I need to finish it quickly so I cane back and be with you again, Marco said, gently stroking the top of his wifes head and giving her a warm kiss on the forehead. When you arrive at your destination, dont forget to pay attention to your body. Look, these bandages are still perfectly attached to you. Dont forget to eat well and take your vitamins. Dont drink too much alcohol, and dont work all night. At least, you need to sleep. You dont need to rush to solve all the problems because there will always be a way out if you are sincere, Letta said, sounding very concerned in every word she uttered, making Marco feel a bit heavy leaving his wife. Yes, Ill do what my wife says. And you, dont worry too much about me, as Ill be working fine there. Ive arranged the guards to watch over you here, and Ive also told Pedro to stay here, Marco said, making Letta shake her head because Letta knew Pedro was someone Marco could rely on. If Pedro is here, who will help him in another country, Letta thought. You dont need to tell Pedro to stay here. Hell be more needed if hes with you. If hes here, hell just stay quiet and watch my movements. After all, Ill mostly be in the room, right? Its better if he helps you. Youll surely need a lot of assistance, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Your condition is more important to me. Your presence worries me more. So, I want to instruct my trusted person to protect whats most precious to me. I can handle my problems there on my own, Marco said. But I wont be at ease. I surely wont be able to sleep even for a moment if I think of you. Theres no one to help there. Just your departure alone feels heavy for me, let alone leaving Pedro here, Letta said again, making Marco cup the tiny face of his wife.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Im fine, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. Im the one not fine. Please, take him with you. You just need to assign more guards. I promise not to do anything strange. Ill just stay in the room, maybe move around the room. I wont leave the house, Letta said, trying to convince Marco. I know you wont do anything to make me worry. But still, Marco said, getting a kiss from Letta when she didnt want to listen to her husbands reasons, slowly before unraveling it. I beg you, take Pedro. Hell be more needed with you, Letta said again, making Marco finally exhale deeply. Fine, Marco said, and then Marco caressed Lettas face and began to bring his face closer. I will surely miss you, Marco said, and Letta nodded. They lent their eyes feeling Marcos lips perfectly attached to hers. Moving slowly as if savoring everything they were doing now. Before Marcos departure to handle all his problems, Letta could feel Marco starting to lift her waist and cradle her, then seating her right on the nightstand without releasing the connection of their lips. Letta could feel Marcos heavy breath, and she seemed to be lured into gripping his shoulders until Marco finally unraveled their kiss when he felt Letta was having a bit of difficulty catching her breath. Marco could see his wifes tiny lips that looked glossy. Its so hard to leave you alone here, but theres no other choice for me, Marco said again, making Letta havent had a chance to answer when Marco immediately pressed his lower lip against hers, biting it slowly. Letta didnt resist and reached out, hugging and pulling her husband closer. Ill be fine here, so go in peace and dont think too much about unnecessary things, Letta said again when Marco started to trace her face, then down to the nape of her neck. You are the most important to me. Dont underestimate your presence, Marco whispered right next to Lettas ear, making Letta feel the warmth of her husbands body. Marcos soft utterance sent shivers through Lettas entire body. Not only that, Letta felt Marco starting to pull the dress she was wearing, his strong hands gently caressing her slender legs, moving up until Marco truly pulled the edge of the dress she was wearing, slipping it away from her petite body. In that case, calm me down first before I truly go to handle everything, Marco whispered when Letta could only nod, embracing her husbands body. Marco began to peel off each piece of cloth covering his body. Marco cupped both sides of Lettas perfectly rounded sensitive areas while she was still sitting on the nightstand, making Letta only pull her husband closer, pressing their lips together with utmost tenderness. Before Marco unraveled their kiss, now shifting to Lettas sensitive areas, ying with them, tasting them very slowly, making Letta feel the warmth spreading throughout her innocent body. Until finally, Letta couldnt hold back her moans anymore. Letta then pulled Marcos nape as he enjoyed his wife. Yes, I will calm you down, maybe before you solve all the problems, Letta said, then embraced Marco when he lifted her body and gentlyid her on the bed. Marco then linked his lips again while taking off each piece of clothing he was wearing. After that, Marco slipped off the clothes, revealing his muscles still wrapped in bandages perfectly. Are you okay with these wounds? Letta asked, making Marco pause. Yes, okay, I dont feel any pain anymore, Marco said, and Letta finally nodded. Letta was just a little worried if Marco was still ufortable with his body when they might engage in something that requires a bit of effort. So, just release whatever you feel right now. You dont need to hold it back because it wont cause anything to my body, Marco said, making Letta only respond to the kiss Marco gave, as if Letta was sure that her husband was fine. Letta began to feel the warmth of her husbands body, traversing his thick hair when Marco didnt stay idle with both of his hands dancing on the surface of her very smooth skin. Marco then loosened the connection of their lips a bit, leaned down, and kissed Lettas round belly. Daddy here has to take care of some important matters, so you have to take care of mommy, okay? Marco said while kissing the round belly, immediately getting a kick from inside Lettas stomach, making them smile. It seems like he agrees. All right then, Daddy will visit you first before Daddy goes on a business trip, Marco said, winking at Letta, who only chuckled at her husbands antics. you look beautiful Letta sighed as she felt the touch bestowed by her husband, who didnt miss a single inch of her skin. Especially when the warm breath on her neck made Letta only able to grip Marcos hair, kissing his cheek. Marco, in turn, responded to his wifes delicate hand with a gentle suck on her neck, leaving a reddish trace on Lettas fair skin. Eventually, the kiss descended to her shoulders and the sensitive sides of Letta, causing Marco to momentarily gaze into his wifes eyes, which looked at him with a mncholic expression. The blush on both her cheeks added to Lettas beauty, seemingly making it difficult for Marco to restrain himself. You look beautiful, Marco whispered, making Letta smile while caressing her husbands firm jaw. And this beauty is yours, Letta said, causing Marco to grasp her hand. After that, Marco kissed her gently before continuing what he intended to do. Marco once again kissed every inch of Lettas body, descending to her sensitive sides, devouring them with eagerness. Letta couldnt hold back the sounds that now filled their room. ying with his other hand, Marco caressed her with gentleness, allowing him to hear his nameing from Lettas mouth, sounding exquisite and making his entire body react just by listening to her voice. Marco then released his grip on both sides of Lettas sensitivity, tracing her rounded stomach before stopping at Lettas slender legs. I dont know how long Ive been holding back, Marco murmured between kisses. Letta merely closed her eyes, offering no response, as if her voice could only utter Marcos name while continuing to y with her sensitive sides. Marco began to slide his hand towards something warm at the base of his wifes thigh, causing Letta to widen her eyes. However, afterward, Letta could feel something seemingly forcing its way in, ying inside, making her knees tremble as Marco intentionally teased her. Sensing how the warmth now filled his fingers, Marco slightly raised his body, as if unsatisfied with just his hands. As his warm tongue strokes made Lettas body feel beautifully weightless, Letta, leaning slightly on the beds support, could see how eagerly Marco yed with her core, causing her to gently stroke her husbands face, making Marco smile. This always tastes sweet, Marco said again, making Letta only smile.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Really? Letta asked with flushed cheeks, making Marco finally lift his head with glistening lips. Letta pulled her husbands face closer. If thats the case, share the sweetness with your wife, Letta said again before connecting her lips with Marcos, sharing the fluid just sucked by her husband. They seemed topete with each other greedily, tasting with full mischievous sensations, making their entire bodies tremble intensely. Until finally, a long moan from Letta was heard again when she flicked her tongue forcefully, holding both sides of Lettas sensitivity with passion. Letta could gaze at and enjoy her husband staring at her with a wild look. If its like this, Im not sure I can leave you for a long time, Marco said. After that, he nestled his face in the crook of Lettas neck, once again leaving a mark of redness on his wifes slender neck. Havent you said you would promise toe back as soon as possible? Letta said, closing her eyes, feeling the ticklish and pleasurable sensations simultaneously. I will keep that promise. How could I leave my wife, who drives me crazy with just a touch like this? Marco said again. After that, he straightened his body, attempting to unite them. Letta slightly gripped anything on her right and left as Marco pushed her slowly. Letta tried to rx herself, as did Marco, who groaned in restraint as he felt the warmth now enveloping his entire core when they were perfectly united. Marco then held Lettas slender legs as he began to move his core against Lettas, and Letta could only grip anything tightly, receiving each thrust from her husband. Are you okay? Letta asked, making Marco bring his lips close to Lettas ear, giving a gentle nip that made Lettas entire body tremble again. Im fine, this is much better, Marco replied, causing Letta to grip Marcos back tightly as he thrust deeper. If its ufortable, say so. I dont want to disturb our babysfort in there, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. Im okay, Letta said, making Marco finally lift Lettas hips and change their position. Marco now leaned against the beds support, and Letta was in hisp. You can move as you please. If I do it, Im afraid I wont be able to control myself and might hurt both of you, Marco said again, making Letta stretch her hands around Marcos tiny body and move as she wished. Letta tried to be asfortable as possible on her husbands body, making Marco smile at how beautiful Lettas body nowy before him. Marco couldnt help but y with Lettas sensitive sides, which looked very beautiful. Their size that seemedrger made Marco truly satisfied with what Letta had, even though Letta sometimes felt less attractive during pregnancy due to her increased weight. However, it appeared quite the opposite in Marcos eyes. Until finally, Letta felt the need to quicken her movements as her core began to tighten. Likewise, Marco, who started urging Letta to speed up, as he didnt want to linger too long in their yful intimacy. Time was pressing for his departure, and Marco didnt want to exhaust his wife. Eventually, Marco tried to help Letta press her hips to move even deeper. Letta let out a long moan, her body trembling as Marco thrust even deeper. It was then that Letta fell into Marcos embrace, breathing heavily, the sweat soaking her body as she leaned on her husbands broad chest, his heartbeat sounding remarkably fast. Her stiff muscles made Letta feel that her husband was experiencing the same release as her. Eventually, Marco tried to help Letta stand from hisp, seeing the happiness flowing through Lettas slender legs, making Marco smile. Marco then assisted Letta in cleaning up what now filled their cores and her slender legs, his own doing. Look, Im cleaning the candidates for a Jovanka, Marco said, making Lettaugh. Ohe on, you cant call it that, Letta said, now trying to make herself asfortable as possible. Why not this fluid too? Its part of me. Yes, eventually it will fill yours after our baby is born, Marco said, winking, making Letta widen her eyes. No, I dont want to have children with a short age gap, at least 5 or 8 years maybe, Letta said, making Marco, who was now staring at her with widened eyes. What if not that, 2 years for our second child, another 2 years for the third, 2 more years for the fourth, Marco said, making Letta can only stare at her husband with an unbelieving look. Did her husband consider her only a baby-making machine? Letta thought, shaking her head. It seemed her husband needed to experience taking care of a child after their baby was born, Letta thought. is that a compliment? Marco then looked at Letta, who stood in front of theirrge house terrace, before waving his hand again. Ill be back quickly, Marco said, making Letta nod, even though she said she was okay being left by Marco. But still, Marco could see a trace of sadness in Lettas face, with eyes that seemed teary, which she tried her best to hold back. This made Marco not want to ruin Lettas efforts in vain when saying goodbye. Marco immediately instructed Pedro to speed up his car to handle all the issues that had arisen in their big project in Chicago, while Letta could only exhale a long breath as she watched her husbands ck car drive further away through the tall gates of their home. Letta then looked towards the guards assigned to watch over her, maybe around 20 or more, who were now guarding around their house. Not to mention the assigned servants also increased, making Letta truly feel that her husband was concerned about her, but couldnt cancel his departure because of his duty as apany owner. Madam, will you have dinner now? Desi asked, making Letta finally snap out of it when she no longer saw her husbands car. Even Marcos scent slowly faded, making Letta try to smile at Desi before nodding her head. Yes, please. You can prepare it now, Letta said, making Desi nod and then instruct Letta to go back inside. At this moment, Letta looked at the dishes that filled theirrge dining table. Although initially, Letta felt a bit ufortable because the dining table that should be upied by 12 people now only had her eating alone. With a variety of dishes, it seemed to make Letta lose her appetite. Is the food not to your liking? Desi asked, making Letta shake her head. No, the food is all delicious, you know. Marco assigned the best chef to our home. How could he cook something I dont like? Letta said, making Desi look at her employer with raised eyebrows. Isnt eating alone ufortable and less enjoyable? Yes, at least before, there was always Marco apanying me, Letta said, making Desi understand the loneliness her employer felt. Even though Marco has just left this house for not more than an hour, but Im alreadyining like this. I should be able to ept this because being Marco Jovankas wife is not, Letta said again, making Desi just smile while nodding her head. I will apany you. Ill stand over there, Desi said again, making Letta look at the two servants who were also standing not far from her. No, can you join me for dinner? Letta asked, making Desi shake her head. Forgive us, Madam, but we shouldnt eat in the same ce as you, Desi said again, making Letta exhale a long breath. Yes, I understand. Thank you for serving me this delicious dinner, Letta replied, not wanting to insist on them because Letta knew they would feel ufortable and awkward if she kept persuading. Letta took bites of her food slowly. She truly didnt feel any appetite, which seemed to disappear with Marcos departure. Letta didnt even finish half of the dishes on her te. Desi, Im done, Letta said, making Desi look at the food in front of her. Madam, but theres still a lot of food left. Shouldnt you eat a little more for your baby? Desi said again, making Letta shake her head. For now, I dont have an appetite, Desi. Maybe Ill ask you to prepare a snack for meter tonight. Right now, I just want to go to the library, maybe I want to stroll around the house before I can sleep. Thats how I can sleep soundly, Letta said again, making Desi nod her head. Desi then told two other servants to clean up the dishes, while she started following Letta to the library of their home. Letta didnte to the library too often because she preferred spending time in the garden or by the pool, besides in front of therge TV screen. Are there any novels in this library that I havent read? Letta asked because previously Letta always asked Desi to find books for her, like romantic novels, and it seemed Desi also got them from this library. Many books you havent read since Mr. Found out Madam likes such readings. Mr. Immediately ordered Pedro to replenish the book stock in this library, so many new books that you havent read yet, Desi said, making Letta look at her immediately. Letta didnt know that her husband even paid attention to her reading. You can show me around; I think I want to try reading in this library instead of taking them to my room, Letta said, making Desi nod. The not-toorge library felt veryfortable with the dominant wooden atmosphere, making Letta feel like it was a library in a school or museum. Marco really designed it well, including this library. Desi then brought four books in front of her. These are rmended titles for you. Yes, they seem interesting, Desi said, making Letta look at the books. Okay, then Ill read one, and you can also read any book here. Instead of you waiting for me in silence, we better read together, right? Letta said, making Desi nod. Desi picked one of the books she chose for Letta, and they fell silent, engrossed in the books in front of them. Somehow, after starting it, Letta found it challenging to stop reading, especially if the novel was genuinely intriguing. Until finally, a scene in a novel made Letta furrow her brow. She seemed to remember something she wanted to ask, making Letta immediately look at Desi, who was also focused on her book. Desi, I want to ask something, Letta said, making Desi turn to her employer with a focused look. Marco once said that before I lost our memory, we were very close, Letta said, making Desi slightly stunned before nodding weakly. I dont know what Marco means by close. Does Marcos definition of close mean like we are now, thedy and her servant, or closer than that? Letta asked again, making Desi silent for a moment. Of course, their rtionship before Letta lost her memory was very different, Desi thought, but she couldnt possibly tell her. Desi finally shook her head. The definition of closeness ording to the master is like this, maybe because Madam often calls me since I am the head servant, Desi said, making Letta furrow her brow. Really? I thought we were like friends, and I always told you everything. Im curious about how I was before I lost my memory. Well, at least I need an idea about myself, Letta said, making Desi silent, then she smiledforting at her employer. Madam has always been a good person from the beginning. Madam is friendly to all the servants and guards in this house. Madam never discriminates against us, just like now. Madam only forgets her memory, but Madam doesnt deviate from her true self, Desi said, making Letta smile. Is that apliment? Letta asked again, making Desi just smile.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Thank you, Desi, for always being there when I need you, Letta said, making Desi just nod, as Letta has indeed spent more time with Desi than with other servants. is he really that busy Marco mmed his desk hard when none of the tasks he was supposed to target werepleted, only ending up in a mess. Especially now that Pedro hadnt managed to locate Jacobs whereabouts. So, what progress have we made? Marco asked coldly, looking at his four subordinates directly managing the affairs in Chicago. Currently, Marco was in hisrge mansion that he had previously shared with Letta. Sorry, Sir. Currently, all investors have even withdrawn all the funds they invested in our project, and we also failed to attract other investors, one subordinate said, now looking at Marco with a fearful gaze. So, they underestimate a Jovanka? What do they think? Do they think this project is just a casual project that will only end up as an old building? Marco asked, making them bow their heads even deeper. Marco then turned his gaze directly to Pedro. Jacobs whereabouts still havent been traced? Marco asked, making Pedro shake his head. Not yet, but I got information that Jacob has moved all those investors to his new project. He managed to invest all of them in the project he leads, Pedro said, making Marco clench his fists even more. Marco didnt know who Jacob was coborating with now, but what he heard was that the project Jacob was also involved in was still under the name Jovanka. Whether it was due to Jacobs maniption deceiving those investors. Until Marcos thoughts were interrupted when a phone rang, causing Pedro to pick it up first. Pedro immediately looked at Marco. From Mr. Edward, Pedro said, making Marco finally exhale deeply. Marco could already guess what his father was going to talk about until Marco reached out to receive the call from his father. Hello, Dad, Marco said. Why is everything in such chaos,? I thought after you took over the casino in Chicago from Lemos, everything would run smoothly. The same goes for our new project. But the reality is, Jacob and his father managed to snatch it all away. Do you know how much our stocks have plummeted? Edward said, causing Marco to furrow his brow, then look at Pedro. It seemed Pedro understood the meaning behind his masters gaze. Pedro immediately rushed to check what had happened so far because he hadnt received any new reports from his subordinates.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Ourpany is really going down if we cant resolve this. It seems this is Jacob and his fathers deration of war to im the rights to the Jovanka name assets. Theyre using themselves with another Jovanka name. How could you let ite to this? Edward said with an angry tone, making Marco roughy rub his face. This is beyond my expectations. Initially, he was just ying around. I thought the little rat would return to where he came from. But it turns out, he brought along a pack. Hes slowly gnawing away at what I have, Marco said, clenching his fists. Daddy, please sort everything out, and check the consequences of our assets crashing. All investors might even run to him, Edward said, then abruptly hung up, making Marco immediately throw the phone without a word. The people in the room could only bow again, witnessing Marcos anger, while Marco looked directly at Pedro when Pedro showed him the graph on the t screen, making Marco tighten his jaw even more. How could he be so careless with someone like Jacob? Well handle step by step what we need to do now, and you stay focused on finding Jacob, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Marco immediately set out to meet his investors one by one. Even now, he had to fly to Shanghai, China. There was no stopping for him after Chicago. Pedro organized everything meticulously, fulfilling any needs his master had. Even on the ne, Marco relentlessly worked to resolve all the chaos Jacob had caused, monitoring the stock charts now under his Jovanka name. Using another Jovanka name made Marco have to exert extra effort. He not only had to visit Shanghai, China, but also Hong Kong, the Southeast Asian region, and even fly to other countries where their investors, who initially eagerly joined Marcos new project, now seemed forcibly taken by Jacob. Marco was so busy that he didnt even think to check his phone. Meanwhile, in his phone, there were numerous unanswered calls from Letta, indicating calls from home. Letta, now in another country, could only ce the phone down, looking at Desi with a mncholic gaze. Perhaps, Sir is busy, Madam, Desi said, trying tofort her employer, making Letta sigh deeply. Hasnt it been over two days since Marco was supposed to arrive in Chicago, but he hasnt given me any updates? Letta said, making Desi fall silent. Is he that busy? I just need to hear his voice once, that hes okay. I know hes probably busy sorting out all the chaos hes facing, but at least I need to hear that hes okay, Letta said, now sitting on her balcony, apanied by Desi who draped a thick nket over Lettas shoulders. The weather outside is cold, Madam. Its also the rainy season, so you should be careful with your body condition, Desi said, making Letta nod before gently stroking her round belly, which had entered the 8th month of pregnancy. In just a short while, she would meet her little angel, but in moments like these, Marco was away, leaving her alone. Letta hoped everything would improve soon, and she could be reunited with Marco. She then looked at Desi. Did Marcos parents used toe here often when I still had amnesia? Letta asked with a sudden question, making Desi slightly hesitate. Desi was afraid of giving the wrong answer until she shook her head. Not too often, Madam. Even before getting married, Sir wasnt very close to his parents, maybe because they were both busy, Desi said, and Letta nodded. How do you see our marriage? Letta asked again, making Desi immediately interested in the events of Letta and Marcos wedding. Desi tried to rack her brain. Marco surely wouldnt tell anything bad to his wife, thought Desi, who had to answer her employers question. The wedding was held in this garden, right there, Madam. Look at that vast greenwn over there. It became a Garden Party with a very sacred atmosphere. Not many people were invited by Sir because he wanted your wedding to be truly intimate, Desi replied, making Letta smile. Yes, Marco said the same thing. He said it was my request because I didnt want too many people to be invited. Marco also said that I didnt invite a single person on the guest list. Is that true? Letta asked, and Desi nodded. Yes, from what I heard, the guests who attended were the extended family from Sirs side, Desi said, making Letta fall silent while gazing at the garden now adorned with lights. Letta seemed to want to reminisce about how her wedding took ce. where is your boss? Marco roughly wiped his face as he sat in the jet headed to Shanghai, China. Unaware of theplexity that awaited him-chaos initiated by Jacob impacting his other businesses. Simrly, Edward faced his own challenges, but Marcos thoughts halted as Pedro approached. Sir, Pedro spoke, finally capturing Marcos attention. Its been over two days since Sir left Madam, yet Sir hasnt contacted her, Pedro reminded Marco. Marco cursed under his breath, massaging his temples. Yeah, I almost forgot to check in with my wife. She must be worried. Hand me my phone, Marco said, prompting Pedro to nod. After handing over Marcos phone, Pedro stepped back and took his seat. Marco powered on his intentionally turned-off phone, ncing at over 15 missed calls from their home phone. Frustrated with himself, Marco dialed their residence. Hello, wheres Letta? Marco inquired when Desi answered. Madam just entered her room to rest, Sir. Should I connect you to her? Desi asked, momentarily silencing Marco. If shes resting, no need to wake her. How has she been these past few days? Does she seem anxious? Marco questioned, making Desi pause. Actually, Madam appears restless and worried, especially with Sir being unreachable. She spends prolonged periods alone in her room, although shees out asionally. It seems Madam is bing uneasy with her feelings, Desi exined, prompting Marco to roughly rub his face. Is she eating properly? Marco asked, feeling guilty about Lettas condition. Im still trying to persuade Madam to eat on time. She also seems to be thinking about the condition of the baby shes carrying, making an effort to consume the meals I serve, though not as usual, Desi replied. If thats the case, keep herpany. Dont let her be alone, especially if she seems to be pondering something. And if she wakes up, let me know; Ill call her right away, Marco instructed. Alright, Sir, Desi responded. After that, Marco ended the call, staring at his phone screen disying Lettas face. He clenched his fists, frustrated that solving this issue meant leaving his pregnant wife behind, causing her worry. Eventually, Pedro approached again. Sir, theres a problem, Pedro said, causing Marco to growl. Whats the problem now, Pedro? Marco asked. Our investors in Shanghai rejected our meeting and abruptly canceled it, Pedro reported, causing Marco to clench his jaw. It cant be canceled just like that. Well fly there immediately and meet them wherever they are. I dont want to y games with someone underestimating me. We have to teach them how to conduct business and ethics with a Marco Jovanka, Marco dered, making Pedro nod. They continued their journey to fly directly to Shanghai. In his private jet, Marco continued dealing with emails and other matters. Even his sleep was likely reduced to just a few hours a day. Marco felt the exhaustion taking a toll on his body. Despite being a workaholic, facing such a massive problem required him to drain both his body and mind simultaneously. Soon enough, Marco didnt wait long. He instructed Pedro to track down the person who dared to abruptly refuse his meeting. Marco waited at the airport hotel while receiving updates from Pedro. Sir, weve found him. Mr. Chen is in one of the downtown hotels, Pedro reported, prompting Marco to stand up immediately. Well go straight there, bring all the documents we prepared earlier, Marco said, driving a ck car followed by four others, slicing through the streets of Shanghai, China, heading to the 5-star hotel. Their arrival immediately drew attention from the people around. Even the hotel owner dared not stop Marco. He walked straight to the upper floor where Mr. Chen was located. Pedro pressed the bell of a penthouse, Mr. Chens location, but it seemed Mr. Chen was truly unresponsive to their arrival. Pedro, force the door open, Marco ordered, making Pedro nce at his subordinate, an expert in unlocking high-security doors like Mr. Chens penthouse using tools and skills. Eventually, the door could be opened easily with just a press of a button. Marco walked followed by his subordinates into the penthouse, where several servants looked afraid at Marcos arrival with others dressed in ck. Even the guards in the penthouse didnt budge. Wheres your boss? Marco asked coldly. Hes over there, Sir, a trembling male servant pointed to one of the rooms, which turned out to be arge bathroom. Marco smirked when he saw Mr. Chen bathing, apanied by two white-skinned women on both sides. Marco took the pistol from one of his apanying guards, shooting it at the ss wall separating the room. The two women screamed, and Mr. Chen stared at Marco in shock.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Mr. Jovanka, Mr. Chen uttered, making Marco aim the pistol at him, causing Mr. Chen to raise both of his hands. Wait, I can exin. It wasnt my will. I was promised much greater profit than what you offered, Mr. Chen said. Thats one thing, and the other is you yed with me by canceling our meeting when I was already flying here. Did you think I woulde begging and pleading for you to return to my project? Thats not my style. I never beg anyone, especially not to leeches like you. I just want you to pay for what youve done, Marco said, making Mr. Chen nce at the scattered papers thrown carelessly by Marco. I have the original copies. If you cant pay, I can take over thepany you currently hold, regardless of your current coboration with Jacob or anyone else. Havent you ever read our initial agreement? But you, in your foolishness, fell for the lure of someone who isnt evenpetent in business, Marco said, making Mr. Chen tremble as he stared at the papers, then widened his eyes. Forgive me, Ill cancel everything. Just never withdraw anything I currently own, Mr. Chen pleaded, making Marco look at him with a haughty gaze. Theres no turning back. I dont want to coborate with someone who once stabbed me in the back. Pay everything, and our connection ends. If not, Ill extend it, and I assure you, youll sink all the way down, maybe not just you but your entire extended family. Youll never be able to do business anywhere you go. Do you think Ill let it go that easily? Marco said, making Mr. Chen nod his head. Okay, forgive me, forgive me, Mr. Chen apologized, making Marco turn to the two women who were now looking at him with fearful eyes, before turning around and leaving the chaos he had disyed to Mr. Chen. maybe they’re bussy Marco walked back to his private jet after dealing with a few individuals who would now pay for what they had done to him. He sat down and leaned back. Sir, you should rest. For today, well return to the hotel and handle the rest tomorrow, Pedro suggested, causing Marco to look at his subordinate. No, especially with what we still have to resolve. I want all of this to be over as soon as possible. I really need to meet Letta, Marco said, hisst words sounding like a whisper, indicating how much he needed his wife. But if Sir insists, your condition wont be good, Pedro expressed concern about his bosss well-being. Its not the first or second time youve seen this, is it? Have you ever seen me rx when there are problems I face? Marco retorted, leaving Pedro silent. But everything can be continued tomorrow, Sir. We just need to handle the remaining matters in Chicago, Pedro suggested again. What about the others? Marco inquired. It seems the news that has circted is starting to reach them. So, they will slowly start approaching again and rectifying their mistakes. We just need to wait. Right now, Sir should focus on what theyve already disrupted. Well start again with your initial n, Pedro exined, making Marco roughly rub his face. Fine, lets go back then. Wheres my phone? I need to call Letta again, Marco said, closing his eyes, and Pedro nodded. Marco truly wanted everything to be over quickly so he could be close to Letta. He felt extremely exhausted and needed support, and that was only from his wife. Pedro handed Marco his phone, and Marco called his home again. It had been almost a week since he parted with Letta, and Marco had not heard her voice once. After hisst phone call with Desi, Marco didnt receive any callbacks. Marco feared that Letta might be angry, and when the call connected again, it was Desi answering once more. Where is Letta now? Marco asked. Madam just returned to her room; she mentioned she would freshen up, Desi replied. But I called her earlier, and she didnt answer, Marco said.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Perhaps Madam is in the bathroom, Sir. Do you want me to check? Desi suggested. Is she upset? Marco asked, making Desi pause. No, but it seems Madam is a bit disappointed because after I said you were calling, she told me to wait for you to call back. Shes afraid of disturbing your work, Desi exined, causing Marco to exhale deeply. That means shes upset. In that case, see what shes doing and give her the phone, Marco said, pausing for a moment, eagerly anticipating hearing his wifes voice soon. His heart raced a bit faster, and a clear smile appeared, as if he forgot the fatigue just by imagining he would hear Lettas voice. However, before Desi could give the phone to his wife, Pedro approached. Sir, theres a problem, Pedro said, causing Marco to have no idea what kind of problem Pedro was going to report. Pedro, I was just about to call Letta, Marco said. But, Sir, Mr. Edward- Pedro started with a tense expression, making Marco widen his eyes. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Desi knocked on the bathroom door, hearing the sound of water inside, indicating that her mistress was indeed taking a shower. Madam, are you inside? Desi asked. Whats up, Desi? Im showering, Letta responded with a shout. Theres a call from Sir, Desi replied. After that, Desi heard the closing tap, and Letta hurriedly came out. Even her hair was still dripping water as she put on her bathrobe. Marcos calling? Letta asked with sparkling eyes, making Desi shake her head. Ive connected the call to Madams phone in the room. You just need to answer it, Desi exined, making Letta smile. Thank you, Desi, Letta said, and Desi nodded with hurried steps. Letta walked towards the nightstand. Madam, be careful, its slippery, Desi warned, making Letta smile with a fluttering feeling. Letta reached out to pick up the phone. Hello, Marco? Letta said with a beaming smile. However, after that, Letta frowned and looked at Desi. No ones on the other end. Are you sure you connected it? Letta asked, making Desi nod. Yes, Madam. I connected it. Maybe the call got disconnected? Desi suggested, then walked closer. After that, Desi took over the phone, and indeed, the connection was lost. Do I need to call Sir back? Desi asked, making Letta silent for a moment. Wouldnt we be disturbing his work? Letta asked, seeming hesitant, making Desi smile and shake her head. No, Madam. Sir even asked about you earlier. Hes waiting for your call too, Desi said, finally getting Letta to nod. In that case, lets call again, Letta said, making Desi attempt to make a call to Marcos number. However, Desi shook her head immediately. Suddenly, Sirs number is inactive, Madam. Could his phone suddenly be off? Desi suggested, and Letta took over. Let me try, Letta said, and the result was the same. Marcos phone suddenly became inactive. Can we contact Pedro? Letta asked, making Desi nod. We can try, Madam, Desi said, dialing Pedros number, but the result was the same. Pedro couldnt be reached, although all his calls were connected, but it seemed they were busy. Maybe they are busy. Let it be; I might try calling himter, Letta said, her face showing a bit of sadness as the radiant expression she had suddenly disappeared, making Desi feel disappointed. All right then, thank you, Desi. Ill dry my hair, Letta said, making Desi walk closer. Do you need my help, Madam? I can help you dry your hair, Desi suggested, but Letta shook her head. No need. Besides, you must have a lot of work. You can go back downstairs, Letta said, finally making Desi nod with a slightly disappointed feeling. Desi felt sad seeing Letta, who was now looking at her own reflection in the mirror before finally leaving the room. Meanwhile, Letta let out a long sigh. As busy as her husband was, not hearing Marcos voice for a whole week, even just to hear his deep voice, felt difficult, Letta thought as she began to contemte. Could Marco eat properly? Did he take care of his body well? Because with just phone calls, he had no time, let alone to think about his health, Letta thought, starting to feel anxious. How big of a problem were they currently facing? Letta then rubbed her round belly. It seems your father is really busy. Do you miss him? Letta said, immediately receiving a kick from her belly, making Letta smile. Just chatting like this with their future child made Letta feel a bitforted. At least she didnt feel alone because their unborn child was currently keeping herpany. Lets pray that your fatheres back soon and can be with us, and all his problems can be resolved. You miss him too, just like your mother here, Letta said with a beaming smile, continuing to chat with their future child. I’II take care of it Marco hurriedly ran to the hospital where his father was, after Pedro informed him that Helena had contacted him, stating that Edward had suffered a heart attack and was currently in critical condition. Marco stopped in his tracks upon seeing his mother, who was hunched over, sobbing. Mommy, Marco uttered, causing Helena to look up and immediately embrace her only son. Look, your Daddy is lying there helpless, said Helena, directing Marcos gaze towards Edward, whoy with medical equipment attached to his body. What actually happened? Marco asked, as Helena looked up, gripping the jacket Marco was wearing. Of course. Its all because of your cousin and uncle. Theyve messed up everything your Daddy fought for from scratch, and now that things are going well, they effortlessly try to slowly pull away what we have, Helena exined, prompting Marco to wipe tears from his mothers face. Dont worry, Ive taken care of each issue that I should have. Daddy doesnt need to worry too much about whats my responsibility, Marco reassured, causing Helena to shake her head. You know his attitude, dont you? How can he stay silent when his son is handling all the problems he should also be involved in? What surprised your Daddy was how your uncle contacted him. Mommy doesnt know what they said on that call, but after that, your Daddyined of chest pain and shortness of breath, and suddenly hes like this, Helena exined, rubbing her face roughly. Has mommy spoken to the doctor? Marco asked again, making Helena nod. The doctor said that your Daddy must get through this critical period as soon as possible, Helena said, unable to hold back her tears, making Marco rub his face roughly. Not only has he dealt with the problems at hand, but now a new issue has emerged. Does anyone outside the hospital know Daddys here? Marco asked again because if people outside knew that Edward is currently in the hospital, it would undoubtedly make it easier for others to attack them. Mommy doesnt know, but it seems your uncle intentionally called and said things that made your Daddy like this. Mommy cant be sure if they already know or not, Helena replied, making Marco immediately look in Pedros direction. Find out their whereabouts and whether they are aware of Daddys current condition. We need to resolve this as quickly as possible before new problems arise, Marco said, causing Pedro to nod. After that, Marco turned to Helena. Its better for Mommy to rest now. Let me wait for Daddy here, Marco said, making Helena shake her head. How can Mommy rest peacefully when Daddys condition hasnt passed the critical period? I dont want to leave your Daddy alone, Helena said, making Marco sigh. Of course, Marco understood how a wife feels looking at her husband lying like that. He was reminded of Letta, who must be worrying about him, and Marco hadnt even had a chance to hear Lettas voice when Pedro delivered this bad news. The next moment, Helena reached for her phone when an iing call, which turned out to be from Edwards secretary. Yes, Viko? Helena asked, making Marco furrow his brow as Helena began to wear a serious expression.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Dont talk nonsense, Helena said. Give me the phone, Mom, Marco said, taking over. Whats wrong, Viko, is something happening? Marco asked. Our stocks have plummeted drastically, sir. It seems your uncle has started to make a move. He seems to know that Mr. Edwards current condition is weakening, and it also affects your business. Ive been monitoring; it seems Pedro is busy, so I took over to assess the situation, Viko said, making Marco take a long breath. Yes, Pedro is tracking Jacob and his father. In that case, you try to handle internal issues first, and Ill take care of the rest. Dont let them escape or disrupt ourwork. Hold the investors or others, dont let them panic. Everything will be fine, reassure them, Marco said, making Helena cry. What should we do? We need someone to support us, Helena said, making Marco shake his head. No need, Mom. I can handle everything. I will deal with it, Marco said again. How can you? Its not just onepany you have to think about right now. Do you not realize the amount of assets you and your father currently hold, and theyre all under simultaneous attack by Jacob and his father? We need someone and assistance, Helena said, and Marco couldnt refute her. If theres someone who might help support a Jovanka, it would be quicker to resolve the issue. Eventually, Helena held Marcos hand again. What about Arabe, Mommy? Mommy is sure she can convince her father to coborate with us. We have to try. This is the only way for us, Helena said, making Marco shake his head. No need, Mommy. Just trust me; Ill handle everything well. We dont need them, Marco said because he seemed to anticipate what was on Helenas mind right now. But you cant save everything, can you? Youll surely lose one of what you have, and Mommy wont allow it. The only way is to ask for Arabes help. Mommy doesnt care, Mommy doesnt want your fathers efforts to be in vain. So, set aside all pride and ask for Arabes help, Helena said, then left Marco alone. Marco, who could only rub his face roughly, knew exactly what Helena meant now and what the purpose of her n was. It was very challenging to convey to Helena if she already had such intentions. Marco chose to look towards Daddy, still lying weakly, only separated by the thick ss in front of him. Marco didnt expect to reach a point where he couldnt fight anything or anyone. Marco also felt regret towards Helena, who chose the only path by seeking help from the Arabe family. Although with a little persuasion from Helena, their family would likely assist the Jovanka family. But, of course, it wouldnt be easy, and what Marco feared was when Helena might persuade him to reunite with Arabe. Thats not something Marco is willing to ept. Marco then chose to look at his phone. One more thing he forgot was when he was about to call Arabe, making Marco sigh at the several unanswered calls from her home number. Of course, Marco couldnt tell Letta about all theseplicated problems with his current condition. Marco didnt want to make his wife more worried. little angel Marco immediately tried to contact his home phone number while sitting beside his still critically ill father. Despite the challenging situation, Marco attempted to maintainposure, knowing that many people depended on him: thousands of employees in hispany, his father, his mother, and Letta along with their unborn child. All these responsibilities pressured Marco to resolve everything quickly to prevent any adverse consequences. He pondered until the call connected, and he inquired about his wifes whereabouts. Where is Letta? Marco asked as the phone connection was established. No response on the other end left Marco staring at his phone screen. Hello, Desi, can you hear me? Marco questioned again, encountering only silence. I miss you. In that moment, Marco felt his heart racing, warmth flooding his chest just from hearing the soft, faint voice on the other side. Are you okay there? Letta asked, stirring emotions in Marco that he couldnt contain. Marco thought he could be strong, but it seemed he might crumble if he didnt hold Letta right now. He felt on the verge of madness just hearing his wifes distant voice. Can I surrender? Marco said, causing Letta to fall silent. I want to do everything, do my best for you and our unborn child. I want to preserve everything I have and what Daddy fought for, but its all really heavy. Problems keeping, and I seem to be tired. Marco confessed, beginning to acknowledge his feelings to his wife. Despite trying to appear strong and forcing himself to be resilient, hearing Lettas soft voice seemed to break down all the ego within him. You can take a moment to rest. Dont push yourself. Everything will be okay; you will handle it well, and you will reim what is currently being attempted to be taken away by those around you, Letta said, rendering Marco silent. If only our distance were close, I really want to hug you right now. I want to lean on you and inhale your scent, Marco expressed, conveying his current emotions to Letta.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. What happened? Letta asked, prompting Marco to exhale deeply. Ive taught a lesson to those who stabbed me in the back, but it seems theyre also targeting Daddy. Hes currently lying due to a heart attack, still unable to pass through the critical phase, Marco exined. Forgive me for not being by your side in your toughest moments, Letta apologized, causing Marco to shake his head. Just hearing your voice is immensely helpful for me. You just need to take care of yourself there. I will handle things well here. I will resolve everything and ensure Daddy recovers as usual. I apologize forining at the beginning of our conversation, Marco said, once again roughly rubbing his face. No, youre free toin. Youre free to feel tired, and youre also free to feel like you want to quit this situation, but only momentarily. Many depend on you. You have to be strong, a resilient Marco Jovanka who can handle everything, and I believe in that. I trust you. I wish the best for you, Letta said again, making Marco nod. Yes, I will do it. I will do it for all of you. Maybe I just need a moment to rest my body, but just hearing your voice makes me crumble and want to be close to you again, near you. Thats all I want, but I also dont want to just sit idly without any strength to hold onto when Im with you. I want to protect with all the strength I have. Thats the only thing I can do to take care of you, Marco said, making Letta smile. Dont worry too much about me here. Im living well, eating regrly, taking care of the house, reading books, watering nts, and Im trying to nt a mango tree. Ill take care of that tree until it bears fruit, Letta said, sharing her daily life with Marco. Listening to such small talk made Marcos heart feel calm for a moment, temporarily forgetting the problems weighing on his shoulders. Likewise, when he recounted what he had been through, the challenges draining his mind and energy. However, there was one thing Marco didnt tell Letta about Helenas ns as it seemed insignificant to him, knowing he would handle things in his own way. Isnt it already night there? Why are you still awake? Marco asked, ncing at his wristwatch. I waited for you all day when our call kept disconnecting suddenly. I truly felt that something was wrong. I had a bad feeling about it. I waited for you to call back, Letta said, making Marco feel guilty again. Im sorry for earlier. While waiting for your response, Pedro suddenly said that Daddy is in the same country as me and is being treated in the hospital. Thats why I havent had a chance to tell you everything and went straight here, Marco exined. Yes, I know. I hope Daddy gets through his critical phase soon, and everything can return to normal, Letta expressed. With the spirit youve given me, it seems I can rise again. I will resolve everything quickly. Im sorry for not being able to return as promised. I still cant predict when Ill be able toe back to you, Marco said. No need to rush. Do it well so no more mistakes arise. Although I miss you dearly, I want you to focus on what you need to do right now. I dont want to distract you from your responsibilities, Letta said, causing Marco to nod. Okay, Ill get everything done soon. I apologize if it might be difficult to reach me. But one message, you have to take care of yourself. Dont listen to any news that mighte out about me and my family. Just trust me; just trust my fight that wille back to you, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta couldnt predict what would happen in the future, but as Marco said, she would only trust her husband. Yes, I will only trust you. Ill wait for you here in our big house with our unborn child. I hope youe back soon because the due date seems to be approaching. I want everything to be finished when I struggle with our unborn child, and you can be by my side, Letta said, making Marco silent before nodding. Yes, that motivates me. Imagining how there will be a little angel among us makes me continue to fight for our happiness and others. Just wait for me patiently there, Marco said, then decided to end the call. Marco wanted to keep talking to his wife, but if he did that, he wouldnt be able to think about what he had to do next. then what’s their decision? The next step Marco needs to take is to meet Arabe in person, even though he is aware that Helena has already taken the initiative to contact Arabes family for coboration with theirpany. However, Marco chooses a different path, intending to do things in his own way. He shifts his gaze towards Pedro, who, like him, is still unable to rest. Do you already know where Arabe is? Marco asks again. Shes currently in Paris, Sir, Pedro replies, prompting Marco to nod. In that case, arrange a meeting with her. Let her know that I want to meet her personally, Marco says again, causing Pedro to nod immediately. Marco needs to move quickly amidpleting all his projects in Chicago. He also has to find time to meet Arabe amidst a stack of files and emails that he needs to go through. Marco is still trying to figure out the next steps and n. He continues to monitor the condition of his father, who remains in the same state. Alright, lets first inspect our projects in person. I hope everything can move quickly now, Marco says, making Pedro nod.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Okay, Sir. Well head to the destination right away, Pedro says, leading Marco towards the ck car that will take him to see the progress of the ongoing project. What about the casino and other clubs? Marco asks, causing Pedro to start looking at the gathered files. It seems our casino and clubs are not affected, or maybe theyre finding other ways to lower our guard, Pedro says, making Marco clench his fists. Where is that scoundrel now? Marco asks again. Carlos is still in Italy, and Jacobs whereabouts are still untraceable, Pedro replies. How long will that little rat hide from me? Doesnt he have the courage after the chaos he caused? Marco says, making Pedro nod. Im still trying to trace Jacobs whereabouts. So, what should we do about Carlos? Pedro asks. Monitor all his movements. See what he will do, as he will surely contact his son, Marco says, prompting Pedro to nod until they monitor the projects in Chicago to observe their progress and the losses currently incurred by Jovanka. Seeing assets with a declining graph makes Marco brainstorm. Have they paid all the damages Ive suffered? Marco asks, causing Pedro to nod. Yes, Sir. This is all they have sent to us. So, what decision have they made? Marco asks again. They plead to rejoin. In that case, do what we have to do, make them beg, and dont make it easy for them, Marco says. This is how Marco checks the progress of his projects every day, monitors everything, and solves every problem caused by Jacob. Eventually, Marco instructs Pedro to prepare for his visit to his beloved uncle. It seems that by meeting the source of the problem, Marco will quickly resolve what keeps him separated from Letta. Tell our team that has been monitoring him not to let him escape his trap. I really want to see his reaction when he finds out that I will be the one meeting him, Marco says, making Pedro nod. They then fly to Italy to meet his beloved uncle. Even Carlos is helpless when Marcos men start surrounding the mansion he currently upies in Italy. Carlos can only sit in silence, looking at the wide-open door showing Marco slowly walking towards him. Thank you for weing my arrival. I am truly touched because it seems my uncle is happy with my visit today, Marco says with a smile, trying to be as amiable as possible, making Carlos stare at him with a t expression. What are you doing in my mansion? Why are your men filling my mansion? They should be outside; they are not worthy to enter, Carlos says, making Marco look around at the 15 guards lined up on his left and right. They are just doing their duty to always follow the orders of their master. They also have the obligation to protect me. Uncle knows, its not just one or two enemies I have. My enemies are not just people I dont even know; some are closest to me, openly opposing me. So they are just being cautious. Understandable, Marco says, making Carlos look at him as if what they are saying is directed at him. Im just a little curious about where my beloved uncle has been all this time without any news after ourst meeting. Initially, I was calm, but I received information that someone imed theres a problem Im facing now, and it involves Uncles interference. So, I want to get a direct exnation so that I dont misunderstand. Uncle knows that once I take action, you wont be able to move an inch, Marco says, causing Carlos to straighten his posture, as if wary of what Marco just said. What kind of exnation do you want? Carlos asks, as if he truly has no idea about the purpose of Marcos visit. Marco then changes his facial expression that he has been trying to make amiable. He stares at Carlos with a sharp look, firm jaw. Tell me where Jacob is. Show everything youve messed up from what belongs to Jovanka. I want to know where you started and how far youve gone, Marco says, making Carlos start to look uneasy. Even sweat has begun to dampen his forehead. What are you talking about? I dont understand what you mean right now, Carlos says again, making Marco straighten his body, looking towards the mansion currently upied by Carlos. This mansion is, of course, not an ordinary one; its equivalent to the mansion he upies in Chicago. Its price is even several times higher, and as Marco heard from Pedro, Carlos has moved from country to country, settling in mansions with a not much different price tag. I had no idea my uncle had this much wealth. Where did you get it? Marco asks with a scrutinizing look, causing Carlos to clench his fists. Dont act as if you and your Daddy own all of Jovankas assets now. You underestimate me; of course, I have other businesses that I will build with my own efforts, Carlos says, making Marco smirk condescendingly. By deceiving people and taking everything I own, youve even messed up my entire stockwork. You also yed a part in what happened to Daddy, Marco says, surprising Carlos a bit. Uncle doesnt need to put on a surprised face like that because, as Ive emphasized before, I will know everything youve nned and any information youve obtained. I just want to make sure once again before I act as I please, and after you, Ill just have to find Jacob to make you pay for everything, Marco says, making Carlos try to look as unafraid as possible, but it seems to have failed when his trembling lips try to answer his nephews question. Never involve Jacob with what I own. This is purely the result of my own efforts, Carlos says, making Marco then walk closer, staring at his uncle with his sharp gaze. I will ensure whatever business you are currently running. I will make it copse back to zero. I will make you crawl back until you cant rise again. Remember that, Marco says. After that, Marco looks at Pedro. Take him and move him to our ce, Marco says, making Pedro nod. All his men immediately rush to surround Carlos. What is this? This is a sign that you are kidnapping me, Carlos says, seemingly unheard by Marco, who starts walking out of the mansion. it’s all up to you Pedro entered Marcos room as soon as they arrived in Paris, ensuring that Carlos was securely in his grasp. Sir, you can now meet Miss Arabe; shes waiting at one of the hotels restaurants in the city center, Pedro says, causing Marco to halt his movements on the screen in front of him.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. In that case, prepare for another 15 minutes. Ill be there, Marco says. After that, he moves swiftly, organizing and preparing the documents he needs to show Arabe. Once everything is ready, Marco heads to the agreed-upon hotel for their meeting. It doesnt take long for Marco to arrive at the promised restaurant. He sits in the pre-booked chair, but he furrows his brow when Arabe hasnt arrived after almost 15 minutes of waiting. Marco immediately contacts Pedro, who is waiting in another room in the hotel. Can you confirm that the time mentioned by Arabe is correct? Marco asks, making Pedro nod. Yes, Sir. Ive checked several times, and the restaurant seat reservation matches what Miss Arabe said. Ill check again and try to find out why Miss Arabe hasnt arrived yet, Pedro says. Marco ends the call, then focuses on checking the emails on his phone. His focus is diverted, and Marco realizes that he has been waiting for almost an hour. Annoyed, Marco realizes that Arabe seems to intentionally make him wait, knowing that he dislikes waiting. When the familiar sound of footsteps approaches, Marco stops his movements. The chair in front of him is pulled, and Arabe, with a nk face, gazes at Marco. The woman he once admired, and despite turning to Letta, Marco realizes that his feelings for Arabe are not easily forgotten. Sorry, Imte. Have you been waiting long? Arabe asks without any guilt, making Marco just look at her with raised eyebrows. One hour and 20 minutes, since I sat in this chair, Marco says, making Arabe only smile thinly. Forgive me. You know, I made time to meet you in the midst of my busy schedule. So, just an hourte, I think its not a big deal. It seems this meeting is important because a Marco is willing to wait for me that long, Arabe says, seeming to guess the purpose of their meeting. Alright, then I wont beat around the bush because you also know what were actually going to talk about, especially after Im sure youve met my Mommy, Marco says, making Arabe nod. Yes, even though our rtionship has ended, I always make it a habit to meet Aunt Helena. She appreciates the gifts I send, and I also value the affection she gives me. You know, Ivee to see her as a mother figure, Arabe says, causing Marco to fall silent as he is already aware of the closeness between them until now. And in ourst meeting, I didnt expect that Aunt took the time to meet me when Uncle Edwardy weak in the hospital just to ask if I still have the same feelings for you. Does that mean she wants me to reunite with you, a Marco who already has a wife about to give birth? Arabe says, making Marco disy his poker face to his former lover, who now casually sips the wine avable before them. And you know, I didnt meet you to approve Mommys idea, Marco says, causing Arabe to ce her ss down while nodding. Arabe cups her face, gazing at Marco intently, and Marco remains silent in response to Arabes gaze. You know, a month ago, I was proposed to by Santos, the owner of a major agency in Paris with a big project in Miami. But for some reason, I easily turned him down, Arabe says, making Marco fall silent. I dont know the reasons, but before that, I made sure that I had truly moved on from my feelings for you. But to start a rtionship with someone else, it feels like Im not ready yet. Can that be called a kind of trauma? Arabe asks, making Marco exhale deeply. In that case, you should try it. Youll find out whether its trauma or not when you start it, Marco says, making Arabe draw herself up from the chair, folding her arms, and staring defiantly at Marco. Im not like you, starting a rtionship easily with another woman after leaving your own fiancee. I still cant think clearly and guess what you were thinking when you married Letta. I leave all that to Marco Letta, Arabe says, making Marco avert his gaze. Consider that I could only think clearly when marrying Letta, Marco says. Then your feelings for me were not true, what you called love, which weve been through for almost a few years? Arabe asks again. We dont need to discuss that. I just want to talk about something else unrted to our past, Marco says. But I will discuss our issues next after you answer my question, Arabe says, making Marco just sigh deeply. Of course, Marco already anticipates what he has to face before delving into the heart of the conversation with Arabe. I still consider you someone who was once close to me, someone who was once important to me. I havent forgotten our memories. Right now, I see you as someone I can ask for help, like now, because our rtionship cannot simply be severed. You are my childhood friend, and that will remain the same even though our romantic rtionship has ended, Marco says, causing Arabe to fall silent before eventually expressing frustration. You see me as just your little friend. Youre right. Maybe it wasnt love. It was just affection for a friend. I was just too foolish to be deceived by a Marco Jovanka. I hope you dont do the same to Letta, Arabe says, making Marco immediately take out the documents he brought earlier. That wont happen. Its better if you look at these documents now, Marco says, but Arabe doesnt even take them. She just stares at the brown envelope. Can I just exin it briefly? Im toozy to read words on white paper. Even for a job contract, I ask my manager to study it, Arabe says casually, showing Marco how she operates. She doesnt want to make things difficult and doesnt want to incur losses. I want you to coborate with mypany, but without the conditions imposed by Mommy, Marco says, making Arabe raise an eyebrow. What about my family? They wont just ept it if their daughter helps her ex who dumped her, right? Arabe says, making Marco respond. Thats all up to you. Whether youll help me or not. If you want to help me, it means you already have an answer for your family. I know youre smart because the benefits I offer will be advantageous for you, Marco says, making Arabe fall silent while staring into the eyes of her former lover. there are just a few trees Letta then stepped out of her room out of boredom. She tried to survey her surroundings, observing several servants cleaning the area. Wheres Desi? Letta asked one of the servants. She was behind Madam, watching the employees tidying up the backyard, the servant replied, prompting Letta to nod. The backyard with the high fence? Letta asked, making the servant nod. Alright, then Ill go there, Letta said, causing the servant to be slightly startled and stop her mistress. Should I fetch Desi for you, Madam? the servant asked, but Letta shook her head. No need, I want to find out myself. Whats happening in that backyard? All I see is overgrown bushes left neglected, so are they clearing it now? Letta inquired, making the servant nod slightly. In that case, should I apany you, Madam? the servant asked again, and Letta shook her head. No need. I can manage on my own. Besides, you all have a lot of work, dont you? Just continue with your tasks, Letta said, making the servant unable to insist on her request. They watched as Letta descended the stairs slowly. Meanwhile, the servant anxiously looked towards her mistresss departure, catching the attention of a nearbypanion who had been eavesdropping on their conversation. You let Madam go to the backyard. Didnt Desi already say that Madam shouldnt go there or to the back corridor? the other servant remarked. But I couldnt refuse or offer myself. That would have made Madam suspicious. Lets just leave it. Desi will surely provide a good reason to answer Madams questions if anything seems off, the servant exined, and they continued with their duties. While Letta began to explore Marcosrge house, where she had been residing, she halted when her curiosity intensified upon seeing a deliberately closed door. Was it just a storage room? Letta wondered, as if the room was pulling her to approach, but she shook her head. Currently, she had to meet Desi to inquire about any updates from Marco. Letta headed straight to the backyard, where she saw some workers clearing the overgrown bushes. She smiled upon seeing Desis back, half supervising them. Desi, Letta called, making Desi slightly startled. She then hurriedly approached. What is Madam doing here? If theres a need, Madam can instruct a servant to call me, right? Desi said, causing Letta to shake her head while smiling. Earlier, I met the servants upstairs, but I specifically told them not to apany me. I also need to walk around because Ive been bored staying in the room all this time, Letta said, causing Desi to approach again. In that case, should we leave from here now? Im afraid Madam might not befortable in this backyard. Besides, the garden is being cleaned, Desi suggested, ready to take Letta away. However, Letta shook her head.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. No, I want to see their work too. And that high fence seems new, Letta said, making Desi look towards the tall fence surrounding the backyard. True, isnt it? Letta asked when Desi didnt respond. No, Madam. The fence has been there for a long time, perhaps because you rarelye to this garden, so you didnt know, Desi replied, causing Letta to furrow her brow. But isnt our house still behind that wall? Why doesnt the fence surround the house and instead cuts through the back? Letta said, looking around. Desi nced at the high fence, which was built when Letta was deredatose. The fence didnt encircle the entire building; instead, it cut through the back part of Marcosrge house, where Lettas small room used to be, along with the rear section. Marco didnt want Letta to see the unpleasant memories that originated from the back of their house. I dont know either; maybe the person who designed this house made it like this. Moreover, behind there are only tall, lush trees; theres no attractive view, Desi said, making Letta nod. Then, what are your ns for this emptynd? Wouldnt it be nice to nt trees instead of letting the overgrown bushes take over? Letta asked because this backyard was different from other gardens surrounding Marcosrge house. This garden seemed neglected, with dry grass and, during the rainy season, it transformed into lush, tall grass. Thats why Im cleaning it. I wanted to ask Madam if she might want to nt trees or flowers here, Desi replied, trying to think on her feet so that Letta wouldnt be suspicious. In reality, Desi instructed to clean it so that Letta wouldnt suspect that the garden was left untouched by Marco. Thats a good idea. How about we nt some fruit trees? After all, there are already plenty of flower nts; we just need a few fruit trees, Letta suggested, making Desi nod. All right, then Ill prepare this area for fruit trees. It seems like a great idea to make use of the avablend, doesnt it? Desi said, and Letta nodded in agreement. Oh, by the way, why were you looking for me, Madam? Desi asked. I wanted to ask if theres any news from Marco, if he contacted us? Letta inquired, making Desi shake her head. There hasnt been any phone call from Master. But why doesnt Madam contact him instead? Desi asked, and Letta shook her head. No, Desi. Im afraid Marco might be busy right now. So, let him contact me first because I spent most of the day sleeping in my room. He might be trying to reach me while I was asleep, Letta exined, causing Desi to nod. Letta then shifted her gaze towards the workers, but for some reason, a fleeting image of what seemed like a forest now crossed Lettas mind, furrowing her brow. Is it really like a forest behind that wall? Letta asked, making Desi slightly startled. A forest? No, Madam. There are just a few trees. Its like an unkempt area with nts, Desi said, making Letta furrow her brow again. Why not just dismantle this high fence, and we can rebuild it by changing it? We could utilize thend behind this wall, couldnt we? Letta suggested. That might be possible, Madam. Just tell Master about it, as it might be part of the design you desire, Desi suggested, and Letta nodded in agreement. I think I should talk to Marco when he returns. I miss him, Letta said, exhaling a long breath, making Desi smile. It looks like its going to rain. Its better if we go back inside. The weather is getting cold, and Madams clothing might make her catch a cold, Desi suggested, and Letta looked up. Yes, okay. Oh, I also want to ask something. Can I see the storage room at the back of this building? Letta asked, making Desi start thinking about why Letta was curious about the rooms that Marco prohibited from being visited. For what purpose, Madam? Desi asked, and Letta shrugged. No, I just want to see what items Marco considers useless. Who knows, I might be able to use them, or maybe theres hidden treasure Marco has stashed away, right? Letta joked, making Desi smile with a hint of awkwardness, fearing that Letta might insist on going to that ce. just a rumor Desi nced at Letta, who was now sitting while watching arge TV in front of her with a variety of fruit snacks and other sweets. Letta looked towards Desi, who was sitting farther away. Desi, sit here, apany me in watching, Letta said, making Desi just smile. Its okay, Madam. I can stay here with you. Besides, I need to check on the other servants, Desi said, causing Letta to look around. Its almost evening. Besides, they dont need to be supervised. Just let them be; they might be tired from the whole days work. So, rx here, Letta said, eventually making Desi sit closer to her. Come closer. Its fine here. Dont sit far away like that, Letta said again, making Desi finally sit closer. Desi then looked at the TV show Letta was watching, like romantic dramas that always captivated Lettas attention. Isnt their love story so tragic? I follow every episode, Letta said, making Desi just smile. Yes, I followed it in the early episodes, but not anymore, Desi said, and Letta immediately returned her gaze. Why? Isnt the show thrilling? Letta asked again. Im busy checking on other servants work, Desi said, making Letta nod. Yes, youre very busy. Even though the show is exciting. Do you see that man? He was abandoned by his lover to marry a wealthier man. Isnt it very sad? Their love, which I initially strongly supported, but it turns out, ah, no one knows whats in the writers mind, Letta said, making Desi just smile. Yes, in the real world, there are many mistresses like that. Arent women nowadays more realistic? Desi said, making Letta pause before nodding. Yes, thats true. How about yourself? At your age, shouldnt you be ready for marriage? Letta asked, making Desi pause for a moment, then smile. Im stillfortable being the head servant in this house, Madam. I havent thought about leaving, Desi replied, making Letta nod again. You should spend more time with them while theyre around you. Otherwise, you might miss them and miss their presence. After all, they are your family, your closest people, Letta said, making Desi nod her head.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Alright, Madam. Ill give it a try, Desi said, not being very close to her own family. Her rtionship with her father and younger sibling had never been particrly good, which is why Desi always foundfort in this house. Letta then returned her gaze to the t screen in front of her but didnt delve into her curiosity about Desis life. Letta was afraid she might seem too intrusive about personal matters. Until, momentster, Letta fell silent as she saw the news on the t screen in front of her, clearly showing her husbands figure. However, what made Marco appear on the TV news, Letta wondered, now looking at Desi. Does Marco often appear in TV news? Letta asked, making Desi pause. The next moment, the reporter continued to announce that Marco had resumed his rtionship with Arabe. Several photos showed them in the same hotel, although not simultaneously, and the news stated that Marco and Arabe intentionally deceived the paparazzi. Letta fell silent, her breath even seemed to stop, and her heartbeat felt like it ceased. What are they reporting, Desi? Letta asked, making Desi remain silent. Desi didnt know what to exin to her mistress. Maybe its just gossip, Madam, Desi said, trying to calm Letta. But what about those photos? Letta asked again. Maybe they just happened to be in the same ce, and the paparazzi caught them, Desi replied. Has Marco contacted me? Its been days since he gave any news. He should have anticipated this before the news came out, shouldnt he? But Marco didnt exin anything to me, not thest time he called, Letta said, making Desi remain silent. After this newses out, Master will probably try to contact you, Madam, Desi said, trying to reassure Letta. Finally, Letta stood up from her seat. In that case, let me know when Marco calls. I need to rest immediately, Letta said, her face still showing a surprised expression, prompting Desi to stand up as well. Do you want me to apany you, Madam? Desi asked, and Letta shook her head. You must be tired too. Just rest. I can go back on my own, Letta said, finally starting to climb the stairs to their room. Her heartbeat still felt rapid, and the surprise lingered. Seeing that news was something Letta had never imagined, even if Marco would be with another woman. Who is she? Letta muttered, trying to recall someone by that name. Did she previously know someone named Arabe? Letta looked at the phone in her room, contemting whether she should contact her husband. However, Letta shook her head. Marco must know that news like this would quickly reach him, and he would surely exin it to Letta. That was the current thought in Lettas mind. Finally, Letta tried to lie down. It seemed that trying to sleep might bring a bit more peace, she thought. Letta tried to close her eyes, but the shadows and images of Marco with another woman still filled her mind. Letta ended up sitting again. Even trying to stroll around the room or start reading a book couldnt make her mind focus. Letta tried to inhale slowly and then exhale. Letta hoped that all the news was just gossip, as Desi had said. Marco couldnt possibly betray her behind her back. Letta tried to calm herself, even though many factors could strengthen the news. A wealthy and handsome man like Marco Jovanka surely wouldnt be immune to women around him. Letta felt uneasy with what she had just discovered about the reality of Marco Jovanka. good relationship Marco had just stepped out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, attempting to dry his hair with a small towel. Now, he walked towards the nightstand to grab his phone when Pedro knocked on his door and entered, bowing. Sir, theres important news, Pedro said, causing Marco to pause his hand movements, staring at his subordinate. What news? I hope its good news because its still morning, and I dont want my mood to turn sour, Marco said, making Pedro pause momentarily, evident to Marcos sharp eyes. And my guess seems to be correct. Is it something bad? Marco asked, making Pedro approach. The paparazzi have reported that Sirs rtionship with Miss Arabe is back. Some photos of you both leaving the same hotel, though not together, have circted. Even television stations have covered it, and gossip magazines have published news about you filling the front pages of famous magazines, Pedro said, making Marco sigh deeply. So, its challenging for us to silence all the widely spread news, isnt it? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Do they get reports from someone tailing me, or is there someone intentionally trying to find out about my rtionship with Arabe? Marco asked again, confident that the paparazzi no longer sought information about his romantic affairs after the separation from Arabe and his marriage to Letta. Im sure someone is meddling in this news, Marco said, making Pedro hesitant to report it. Marco looked at Pedro with raised eyebrows. Dont tell me this is rted to Arabe or Mommy? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Madam herself intentionally spread news about your closeness, Pedro said, making Marco sigh deeply. It seems that his mother truly intends to reunite their rtionship. Where is Mommy now? Marco asked, and Pedro pointed to his watch. Earlier this morning, Madam has returned to the hospital to be with Mr. Edward, Pedro replied, prompting Marco to get ready to go to the hospital. Prepare the car. I will go to the hospital immediately, Marco said. Edward had passed the critical stagest night, good news for Marco. Now, he had to wait for Jacob to appear and resolve the scandal with Arabe. Marco entered his ck car immediately to meet Helena, which only took a few minutes because Marco chose a hotel near the hospital. Marco reached out, seeing Helena sitting by the bedside, apanying the still weak Edward. It seems youvee quickly, Helena said, making Marco sit beside his mother. I think Mommy already knows what Im going to discuss with Mommy, Marco said. Helena looked at her son attentively. Yes, Mommy is sure because of the current news about your closeness with Arabe, Helena said, making Marco look at his mother with a t gaze. So, can Mommy exin everything? Marco asked again.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Nothing needs to be exined. Isnt it clear that you two are going to restart your rtionship properly? Helena said. Yes, we do have a good rtionship, but not to fix or start closeness in another sense. From the beginning, even though we separated, we still had a good rtionship. But Mommy seems to have given a different impression to the paparazzi, Marco said, making Helena just stare at her son with her stern gaze. That is Mommys goal because we have agreed with Bes parents that you will restart your rtionship with the condition that they will help us, and you end your marriage with that woman, Helena said easily, making Marco immediately look at his mother with his firm gaze. That will never happen. I have met Arabe directly, and she is willing to help me without any agreements or conditions like what Mommy is doing, Marco said, causing Helena to stand up from her seat. Stop being selfish. Dont you understand our current situation, especially considering Daddy? Mommy has swallowed her pride to reconnect with Arabes family and request that your rtionship be restored. At leastply with what Mommy has worked hard for, Helena said with an angry tone, causing Marco to respond with a disapproving face. I didnt ask Mommy to meddle in my affairs. Havent I already said that I can handle it without interference from anyone, let alone begging Arabes family? Havent I said that Arabe and I canmunicate well without rekindling a rtionship? Were fine with our rtionship as childhood friends. We dont need toplicate things, especially involving my marriage. Because no matter what, I will never end my marriage with Letta. Especially now, as we await the birth of our child, and its Mommys first grandchild. Doesnt Mommy want to see me happy and continue to follow all of Mommys requests? Marco asked, making Helena fall silent. Since you married that woman, youve been so distant from Mommy. Even before, you never ignored Mommys requests, Helena said, looking at Marco with a disappointed gaze. And Mommy has never understood me. Havent I been a good son all this time, something you took pride in? Cant Mommy just understand my desire this time? Besides, Letta has never harmed us. She has never put Mommy in any difficulty. No, maybe its just because Mommy cant unt Letta to Mommys socialite friends. If needed, I will make Letta like an Arabe, even better, so she can be proudly introduced. And, Mommy should know, Letta is far better than any other woman, not because of her familys wealth or status. Because to me, Letta is more than anything, Marco said, then left Helena who fell silent, realizing that Marco truly chose Letta over her as the mother who had taken care of him since childhood. how was their relationship Desi then reached out to knock on Lettas door with the tray that was? Now in her hands. Desi tried to assess her mistresss condition because since Letta had seen the news about Marco and Arabe a few days ago, Letta had not left her room except to go to the garden, the library, or watch TV as she usually did. Letta had truly secluded herself in her room. Thats why Desi always sent food to Letta, and even had to coax her to finish her meals every time.? At this moment, Desis steps halted as she saw Letta staring at the t screen in front of her, still filled with news about Marco Jovanka. Not only the television screen, but even newspapers, magazines, and social media were full of Marco and Arabes names. But what puzzled Desi was why her mistress had not contacted Mr. To exin everything, even though Desi knew that Marco must have already known about the spreading news. Madam, its better for you to eat your lunch first. You didnt finish your breakfast this morning, Desi said, making Letta remain silent, staring nkly ahead. Desi then ced the lunch she had arranged as neatly as possible, even Lettas favorite food didnt seem to stimte her mistresss appetite.?All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Madam, Desi said again, kneeling and sitting in front of Letta, who remained silent, seemingly pondering whether the news was the truth or a lie that had not yet received confirmation from the person concerned. Desi then reached out and sped Lettas hand, which looked thinner and felt colder, making Letta finally willing to respond to Desis greeting, who was looking at her with concern.? Madam, dont dwell too much on this issue and think negatively. You have? To take care of yourself, especially? As you are in theter stages of your pregnancy, Desi said, making Letta fall silent, until Letta finally looked at the food brought by Desi.? I dont have the appetite, Letta said again, making Desi shake her head again. No, Madam. Even if you dont have the appetite, think about the baby in your womb. Look, your body is getting thinner, Desi said again, making Letta look at the palm of the hand held by Desi.? Why hasnt Marco contacted me yet? Is it because the circting news is true? Has Marco abandoned me, leaving me alone in this big house? Letta said again, making Desi immediately deny it. Desi held Lettas hand even tighter.? Its impossible for the Master to act like that. I and everyone in this house know that the Master loves you very much. He would never leave without? A word, and that will never happen, Desi said again, making Letta unable to hold back her tears, which were now wetting her cheeks.? Iam really scared, Desi, Letta said, finally bursting into tears, making Desi hold Letta tightly in her arms, as if this were a shback to when Letta was often mistreated by Marco in the past, and this was the first time Letta had cried since everything had been fine. Perhaps this is just news fabricated by the Masters enemies, and maybe right now the Master is busy sorting everything out. We just need to stay positive and keep moving forward, Desi said, trying to calm Letta, only to make Letta cry even more.? What if its all true? What am I going to do, what am I going to do with this baby if Marco is not by our side? Letta said again.? The Master couldnt possibly do that to you and your unborn child. Wasnt the Master eagerly anticipating the birth of the child you are carrying? Desi replied, making Letta finally loosen her embrace and look towards Desi.? Thats not a guarantee, is it? You can also see someone like Arabe who has it all. She really looks harmonious and suitable for Marco, very different from me, Letta said again, making Desi fall silent. Out there, many people did praise the couple Marco and Arabe, especially when they were still in a rtionship. At that time, Letta wiped her tears roughly. I have been wanting to ask about this for a long time. Is it true that Arabe is Marcos ex-fiancee? Letta asked, trying to confirm the news she saw on television.? Thats true, but their rtionship ended a long time ago, Madam, Desi said, making Letta seem somewhat hesitant.? Why didnt Marco ever tell me about it? Why should I find out from the news like this after news about them has spread? Letta said again, making Desi remain silent, not knowing how to exin it.? How was their rtionship then? How did they break up? Letta asked, trying to find out about Marco and Arabes previous rtionship, because Letta was sure that Desi must at least know a little more than what was on the screen. I dont really know. I just know that Mr. Marco and Miss Arabe did have a rtionship in the past, but I heard a long time ago that they agreed to part ways. The news also reported that they parted on good terms, Desi said, not wanting to tell everything in more detail to Letta. Desi was afraid of saying the wrong thing. Perhaps Marco intentionally kept it hidden because he didnt want any misunderstandings between them. Desi, I trust you. I also consider you like a friend. Tell me anything you know. I dont want to be the ignorant one who knows nothing about my husbands problems. Isnt Marco too secretive about everything with me? He hides anything he doesnt want me to know. Whats the purpose of it, really? Doesnt he seem to not believe that I can ept his past, or maybe theres something I shouldnt know while Im still missing my memory? Letta asked again, making Desi truly seem torn between whether to choose to tell her or not.? T really dont know, Madam. I am just a servant here, and J dont want to pry into my employers rtionships too much. Please forgive me, Desi said, her aim also being to protect Lettas feelings, not wanting Letta to feel even worse after the news she had received from the television screen.? So, what should I do now, Desi? Even Marco doesnt remember me at all. How busy is he managing everything with Arabe? Letta said calmly, lowering her face with her eyes getting teary again. Come on, Madam. Right now, what you need to focus on is your own condition and your baby. You should be preparing for your birth by now. Isnt the due date approaching soon? Desi said again, as if reminding Letta that their babys due date was just a few weeks away. However, Marco still hadnt returned. Could it be that she would have to go through the birth? Of their baby alone, which Marco had said was a day he had eagerly awaited? But now, even hearing from him felt difficult for Letta.? Did Marco really leave me to go through this alone? Who is he? Not wanting to apany me at such an important time like this? Letta murmured, making Desi just look at her with a worried expression. Of course, Desi understood how? Letta must be feeling right now. She seemed like someone who didnt know anything, left with a pile of questions. It would surely affect her and the baby she was carrying, and Desi didnt want anything bad to happen to her employer. Desi would try to contact Pedro after failing to reach him several times. At least Desi had to say that Lettas condition was starting to deteriorate, especially with the due date approaching. their our agreement is canceled Marco then began to swing the long stick to hit the small ball, which now floated far in front of him, making Marco smile as he looked at Arabe, who was now staring at him with a disapproving look.? What is your goal, actually? Marco asked, looking at Arabe who was now preparing to hit the golf ball in front of her.? I want to know someones reaction to this news, Arabe said, making Marco look at her with a nk expression.? Who else is currently pursuing you and wanting to test their courage? Marco asked, making Arabe pause for a moment to focus on her swing, executing it smoothly, then walking followed by Marco.? Hes a simple man. Hes just a fitness coach, but I find him somewhat attractive, and most importantly, hes not tempted by me, Arabe said, causing Marcos steps to stop as he gazed at his former lover.? So? Marco asked again.? Thats why I want you not to mess up about the news circting right now. For the next week, and after that, I will rify the news myself. That the news is not true. So, be patient until one week from now, okay? Arabe asked, making Marco let out a long breath. Yes, and because of you, now I have to? Start thinking about how I exin all this misunderstanding to my wife. I havent even contacted her until now. You know, my wife is pregnant, and youve probably made her suspicious of me right now, Marco said again, making Arabe shrug indifferently.? Dont worry, if shes still not satisfied? With seeing my rificationter and? Your exnation, I myself will meet her, Arabe said, making Marco shake his head.? No, that will only worsen the situation.? So its better now if you quickly convince that man that he likes you. After that, give rification. If not, I will be the one to say it first, Marco said, making Arabe shake her head.? Then our agreement is canceled. Or maybe, if I choose, Ill benefit from both. Marrying you or making the fitness coach like me. You both can benefit me, Arabe said, winking with one eye, making Marco just fall silent with the antics of the woman who had once been in his heart.? Im just worried about Lettas condition. I will exin everything as soon as you are truly sure about our cooperation. I might even fly directly to meet my wife if she is really hurt by this news, Marco said again, making Arabe look at Marco with a mncholic gaze. It turns out you really do love your wife, Arabe said, making Marco gaze fixedly at the side.? Yes, of course I love her, Marco said, making Arabe fall silent. Even back when they were involved, Marco never showed a mncholic expression like that when thinking about her. And this time, for the first time, Arabe could see the sincerity in Marcos face, which truly disyed an expression other than his usual cold demeanor.?Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Dont worry, your wife wont leave you just because of this issue, Arabe said, about to swing her club again, before Marco spokeup.? Its different if she possibly remembers everything, Marco said again, making Arabe fall silent.? She even forgot almost everything that used to be her memories. Im worried that this news will affect her condition and our baby, Marco continued, causing Arabe not to have thought that far.? Dont worry, if your wife believes in you, she wont easily believe this news without hearing an exnation from you, Arabe said.? Thats why I need to make sure about our cooperation before I call my wife. You gave me the decision for too long and left me still not daring to contact Letta, Marco said again, making Arabe finally reach out her hand to pat the shoulder of her little friend. This is the first time Ive seen Marcos face so tense like this. Even though hes just waiting for my approval. Arent you always fearless about anything, but when ites to your wife, youre really so vulnerable. This will be your Achilles heel. If someone knows about it, they will easily target your wife, Arabe said, making Marco fall silent.? Yes, ithas happened several times, people have tried to take advantage of me by exploiting Letta. You must have heard about it too, right? If the Casino under my control puts Letta in even more danger. If only? I couldnt save her, Marco said, making Arabe realize how difficult itis to bea Letta at this time. Especially with Marcos current willingness to apany her ying golf just to ensure the news about their cooperation will continue or not with him. Arabe made her ridiculous request.? I hope you put more guards in your mansion to protect your wife while youre away, Arabe said, making Marco nod his head.? Yes, Ihave done that, and right now what? I need to do is to settle your ridiculous promise and also catch Jacob. Hes as slippery as an eel, still not found by Pedro. Usually, Pedro can carry out anything I give him ina short time, but to find a Jacob, it seems he has someone capable of hiding him from my surveince, Marco said again, making Arabe nod her head. Do you need connections from me? Arabe asked again.? No need, because I know its your fathers connections, and I dont want to use them. Who knows, he might demand another favor, as mommy might think. I dont know why both of them insist so much on uniting you and me, Marco said, making Arabe fall silent as she gazed at the straight back of her former lover.? Why do you say that? You seem so reluctant to marry me. Didnt you love me before? Arabe said.? Lets just say back then I only cared for you like a sister, Marco said, making Arabe truly shaken as she held her stomach.? Dont talk nonsense. Siblings arent that close to each other. Its impossible. Your words are truly disgusting. You dumped me and humiliated me like that, Arabe said, immediately wearing an unhappy expression, making Marco just shrug indifferently. He had gotten used to her attitude with Arabe by now. Although at the beginning of their breakup, Arabe and Marco were a bit awkward, now they were back to normal. They then resumed their conversation as Pedro approached Marco.? Whats up? Marco asked. I just got word from Desi that Madam has been refusing to finish her meals for a few days now. She has lost several kilograms of weight. Isnt the predicted birth of her baby in a few weeks? Pedro said, making Marco clench his jaw, and it was also clearly visible to Arabe.? So I have to give in. Its better if youre the one to tell her first. Say what our current agreement is, because yes, Ive made sure of it. Well run with this, and after one week, I will provide rification. If your wife still doesnt believe it, I will exin it to her directly, Arabe said, making Marco shake his head.? Its not that easy. Letta really needs the right answers. She wont just believe it if I call her, Marco said, finally turning to Pedro.? It seems I have to go back for Jacobs matter. We still havent been able to find him, so the cooperation with Arabe seems enough for us, Marco said, making Pedro nod his head. Pedro seemed to know what he had to do this time. They would go back, and to monitor Jacobs movements with the cooperation he had with Arabe, Marco could finally stabilize what had been snatched by Jacob all this time. is the plane ready Before Marco returned home to meet Letta, he went to the hospital where Edward was still being treated. Fortunately, Daddys condition had also started to improve and he only needed regr care. The same went for his ns and Arabes. Youvee, Edward said as Marco entered his hospital room, while Helena didnt even nce at her eldest son, which was evident to Edward. Actually, is there something that happened that Daddy doesnt know about? Edward asked, making Marco choose to be on the other side, near Edward, facing his mother who was peeling fruit for her husband. No, just a misunderstanding among us, Marco answered, making Helena not respond at all. Daddy, listen, everything is fine, good job, Edward said, making Marco just nod. Daddy doesnt need to worry about this matter anymore because Ive resolved everything. What should concern Daddy is how to get out of this hospital quickly and recover, Marco said, making Edward nod. Yes, but how can Daddy not think about it, when Daddys hard work has been destroyed by outsiders who just want to enjoy themselves, Edward said. I have worked with Arabe. Besides, she already holds almost the majority of the shares owned by her family. Shes a clever woman, and she knows what she has to do and what she has to leverage with what she has. Theres no need for any agreement about our rtionship because Arabe has also decided to love someone else, Marco said, causing Helenas hand to pause as Marco deliberately said this to make his mother stop thinking about her previous ways. So, what you mean now is that your mommys ways are wrong? Helena asked, making Marco fall silent.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Mommy just took hasty measures, even though Mommy knows that I could handle it without bringing up our past, Marco said, making Helena finally ce the fruit back roughly, then get up from her seat. So, indirectly, youre saying that you dont care about your mommy anymore. You can do everything now, so you dont need the advice of the person who gave birth to you. I did this so that you could have the best, but you chose your wife over me, Helena said, truly angry with Marco, making Edward, who was listening to them, let out a long breath. Enough, the most important thing is that the problem has returned to stability, and what we need to do is to track down Jacob. Didnt Daddy receive word from Pedro that he still hasnt found Jacob? Where are you holding your uncle? Edward asked again. To where he should be. Iam curious to trace all the PentHouses he upied in various countries he visited, including the one here. Theyre intriguing and Im sure its not difficult to change someones identity, Marco said, making Edward look at his son again. Since the issue here is resolved, I think I should quickly return. I will handle it there until Jacob appears, and I will also ensure that this hospital handles Daddy well, Marco said, making Edward just nod, while Helena chose to turn her face away as if she didnt want any greetings from her only son. I will frequently contact Daddy and monitor Daddys condition, and for now, I have told Pedro toe back quickly. Besides, in a few weeks, our unborn child will be born, so I must be ready to be by Lettas side, Marco said, making Edward nod. Marco then remained with Helena, who tried not toment at all and seemed to be holding back her anger. Marco then walked out of the room where his Daddy was. He had decided to return to Lettas side and resolve all the problems that had urred. Is the ne ready? Marco asked, making Pedro nod his head. Okay, then lets go back, Marco said as he got into his ck car, followed by Pedro. They immediately headed to the airport where the ne would take off. Meanwhile, elsewhere with the same situation, Letta remained silent, staring at the fruit snacks in front of her. Desi tried to open the door to her room, letting light stream in through the window that had been tightly closed for several days. The weather is so beautiful, and the balcony of this room is already getting enough sunlight. Dont you want to see the beauty of the garden filled with flowers you nted yourself? Desi asked, making Letta fall silent. Im stillfortable sitting like this, Desi, Letta said, making Desi approach again. At least you need fresh air to clear your mind. Your unborn baby deserves it, Desi said, making Letta remain silent. Its been several days, but Marco still hasnt contacted us, right? Letta asked, making Desi just nod her head. Desi was also a little surprised why her master did not immediately contact her, even though Desi had managed to contact Pedro and exin it to him. Lets assume theyre busy, Madam, Desi said, making Letta fall silent. No matter how busy they are, they should make time to contact me. He would tell me everything hes been through. But right now it seems that Marco has no intention of exining anything to me. And one thing that crosses my mind is that maybe Marco is really serious about Arabe and has chosen to leave me. Is that fair to me? Letta asked again, making Desi once again fall silent, not knowing how to answer her masters words. Sir must be thinking of another way. He couldnt have left so easily. Trust me, Desi said, hoping Letta would understand her words. This made Letta finally let out a long sigh. Alright then, Ill just keep waiting for Marcos news and what hes going through. Yes, thats what Letta is thinking right now. Letta then slowly walked towards the balcony of her garden, which directly faced a garden filled with intentionally grown flowers, trying to absorb the warmth of the morning sun. Letta didnt know how long she had been confined in thatrge room, making her feel a little sad because Marco didnt intend to exin anything to her, until Letta finally sat on the balcony of the room. Would you like me to move your food here? Desi asked, making Letta shake her head. No need, but could you get me some milk? I can drink that if anything, Letta said, making Desi silent. These past few days it seemed like Letta was relying only on a ss of her pregnancy milk, even her favorite fruits and foods she ignored, as if Letta had no intention of eating them. This made Desi finally choose to fetch the milk in question and hand it to Letta. You can go back to your work. Im fine now. Ive had my pregnancy milk, Letta said, making Desi seem hesitant to leave her mistress. Alright, then if Madam needs anything, just call for me. Ill be at the back overseeing the other servants who are on duty, Desi said, making Letta nod before finally sitting silently on her bedroom balcony with the morning sun shining on her slender body. Right now, Letta was only caressing her round belly, hoping that Marco would reallye back soon, when her mind was in turmoil. dont need to think about it Letta then gazed at the guards in the main hall of their house, who seemed to be ina hurry, furrowing her brow. What are you all doing? Letta asked, pulling her shawl closer as it was pouring rain outside. The cold air seemed to pierce her skin. Desi, hearing Lettas voice, immediately rushed over to her, then widened her eyes upon seeing the guards still in the process of discarding all the items that Letta was currently examining. What are you doing with those belongings? Letta asked, about to approach, before Desi stopped her. Theyre just items to be discarded, Madam, Desi replied. Letta noticed several scattered rose petals on the floor. Open everything. I want to see what those items are, Letta asked again, making Desi shut her eyes. She had instructed the guards to quickly pack up all the items that had suddenly been sent to their residence. But it turned out Letta hade down first and found out what they were doing. Letta felt even more suspicious when the guards didnt move at all, making Letta immediately look towards Desi. Desi, Im sure you know something. What theyre doing isnt just about throwing away old stuff, right? Letta asked again, making Desi once again remain silent. And your silence indicates that theres something. So quickly open all of it and show what youre hiding, Letta said, finally making the guards slowly unwrap the packages they had intended to conceal. Inside, three bouquets of bright red, white, and pink flowers were visible. After that, there were several neatly wrapped gifts, making Letta immediately look back at Desi. Who sent these? Letta asked again, making Desi finally approach. As usual, Madam, they are packages sent without a name. Early in the morning, a courier delivered all of this directly. And as instructed by the Master, I was to dispose of anything sent by items addressed to Madam, especially without a senders name, Desi replied, making Lettas heart inexplicably beat fast. Especially now with no Marco nearby. Could it be that person deliberately sent all these items back? Letta remembered when she was in the hospital. She had experienced this before. Could that person know where she was and what was happening to her? Letta then wanted to instruct the guards to continue their work of disposing of all those items. However, there was one box that caught Lettas attention. The box appearedrger than the others but had a different color. This made Letta walk closer. Madam, what are you doing? Desi asked, looking at Letta with a worried expression. Is there no senders name on that box as well? Letta asked, making Desi look towards the guards, who were now nodding. Thats right, Madam, theres no sender for that one either. But the box came differently from the others, Desi said, making Letta look at her. What do you mean? Letta asked again. The box didnte with the flower bouquets or the other boxes. It arrived separately, Desi said, making Letta even more curious. Letta then reached out, taking therge box and giving it a slight shake. I want to see whats inside, Letta said, making Desi shake her head. No, Madam. Thats too dangerous. We dont know whats inside. Lets just consider it an insignificant box, and the sender seems to be ying with us. Its better to just discard everything, Desi said again. Where will you dispose of it? What if someone finds it? We better check whats inside first, Letta insisted, seemingly unstoppable by Desi. Desi finally nodded to the guards, who then handed the box to Letta. Letta examined every inscription on the box. The beautifully purple-colored box looked very intriguing. I will open it, Letta said, but Desi immediately stopped her. Let the guards open it. Madam can watch from a distance. We dont know, perhaps it contains something dangerous, Desi said, making Letta finally nod. She didnt want to take too big a risk for herself and her unborn child. Desi then instructed one of the guards to open the box. Letta stared at it with great curiosity until the guard slowly opened it. This made Letta widen her eyes, and Desi immediately pulled Letta into her embrace. Quick, burn all those items. Dont leave anything behind, Desi yelled angrily, prompting the guards to immediately rush. Letta felt her body tremble heavily, and even her tears couldnt be held back. Everything will be okay. Nothing will happen. The Master has instructed many guards to protect us here, and we will all be safe, Desi said, trying to calm Letta, who appeared even thinner and trembling. Desi knew that her mistress was frightened right now. And no wonder, Letta saw a pair of baby clothes smeared with blood. And not only that, inside the box were wedding photos of Letta and Marco, already shattered, not spared from those bloodstains. Letta then loosened her embrace. What does the person who sent the box mean? What does he want? Letta asked, making Desi shake her head. Madam, you dont need to think about it. Its just a prank from someone who may not like your happiness. Besides, the Masters absence will have no effect on us, Desi said, making Letta feel even more intense tremors in her body. Even her heart was beating rapidly. Letta immediately had dark thoughts upon seeing the contents of the box. Even Desi became more worried when she saw Lettas tears wouldnt stop. Her face looked even paler. Madam, you must sit down first, Desi said, then nced at the servants around her. Quick, get some warm water for Madam, Desi said, making the servant run. After that, she hurriedly handed the warm water to Desi, who helped Letta drink it. Take a breath, Madam, slowly. Then exhale slowly as well. Everything will be okay. The guards have burned all the items sent to this residence, Desi said, trying to calm her mistress. Is Marco being well-guarded there too? Dont say that Im only thinking about us, while hes ignoring his own safety, Letta said, even thinking that perhaps that person was targeting Marcos safety, like what happened to them in Chicago. Even imagining it made Letta unable to forget it at all. How her husband was seriously injured in front of her.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. The Master must be taking good care of himself, especially with Pedro there. Madam must trust the Master, Desi said, making Letta try to reassure herself. Letta then nodded. Then its better for Madam to rest now. Ill take Madam to her room, Desi said, making Letta nod. Because Letta also thought that she needed rest after the recent incident. With Desis help, Letta slowly began to step her feet. However, when she was in the middle of the stairs, Letta suddenly screamed loudly when her stomach felt a sudden turmoil, making Desi widen her eyes and scream. Madam, whats happening? Desi asked worriedly, making Letta grip Desis wrist tightly. Desi, help me. My stomach feels like its being stabbed, Letta said. After that, Desi tried to embrace Letta tightly, when Letta suddenly lost her bnce. Will she be okay? Marco continued to look at his wristwatch as he exited the airport. He was currently in his ck car with Pedro, heading towards their grand house. How much longer until we get there? Marco asked, making Pedro nce at his master through the front mirror. Im speeding up, Pedro said, knowing That his master was eager to meet Letta. However, during the journey, an ident urred due to the heavy rain, making the drivers struggle a bit. Not to mention the fog that seemed toe from nowhere, making visibility even worse. Take a turn. Take a route without obstacles like this, Marco said, prompting Pedro to turn the car around, taking a longer route, but at least they wouldnt be stuck on the same road. Somehow, Marco felt his heart pounding. Was it because he would soon meet Letta, he thought with a faint smile. Marco couldnt wait to see Lettas reaction when she looked at him for the first time, as he hadnt told Letta that he would be returning today. Marco wanted to surprise his wife. Finally, it took about 30 minutes longer to arrive at their home, making Marco quickly rush in. However, what slightly surprised Marco was seeing several guards lined up outside, and others looking very busy. But Marco didnt pay too much attention because right now, he wanted to meet Letta. Marco even ignored the greetings of the guards. Meanwhile, Pedro, who saw the guards looking a bit suspicious, immediately walked closer. Pedro needed to find out what was really going on, letting Marco enter to meet Letta first. Marco opened therge door of their house, then ran further into the house area. But Marcos steps stopped when he saw Letta in pain. Especially the next moment, Marco could see Letta losing her bnce. Desi, who was beside her, looked worried, seeming too shocked to prevent Letta from falling. This made Marco immediately run as fast as he could. Marco hoped that nothing bad would happen to his wife, until Marco managed to support Lettas back. Whats happening? Marco asked, making Desi still silent and stunned. Desi seemed shocked by what had almost happened to her mistress. Sir, forgive me, Desi said, making Marco shake his head. What Im asking is, whats happening to Letta? Marco asked again. But before Desi could answer his question, Letta screamed again while holding her stomach. Letta then gripped Marcos shoulders tightly. Darling, Im here. Look, Ivee back, Marco said, gently patting Lettas face, making Letta slowly look at Marco. I really cant bear it, its very painful, Letta said, trying to press her stomach, making Marco slightly surprised at his wifes condition. Her face was pale and even more gaunt, her body looked less filled than before. How could he have left Letta in such a terrible state and not know her actual condition, Marco thought. After that, he looked at Desi. What happened? Marco asked, looking at Desi. But once again, Letta immediately stopped him. Quick, do something. I cant bear it, Letta said, making Marco want to answer Lettas question when a fluid flowed past Lettas legs, making Marco widen his eyes. Sir, it seems we need to take Madam to the hospital immediately, Desi said, making Marco pause. Will she be okay? Marco asked, carrying Letta, who looked increasingly pained. We need to take Madam immediately. It seems Madam is about to give birth, Desi said, making Marco finally run out of the house. Marco then looked at Pedro, who was in the midst of talking to the guards. Prepare the car. We have to go to the hospital immediately. Letta is going to give birth, Marco said, making Pedro quickly rush into the car. Quick, take the fastest route to the hospital. I dont want to see her in more pain like this, Marco said, looking at Letta in hisp, sweat dampening her pale face, while she continued to grip his shoulders, making Marco feel the pain that Letta was currently experiencing. I really cant bear it. Its so painful. Do something, Letta said, making Marco nod as he gently stroked Lettas face. Darling, just rx. Well be at the hospital soon. The doctor will take care of her. Im here with you. Ill never leave you again, Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta tried to calm herself, taking slow breaths and exhaling. However, the pain struck her again amidst the pouring rain. Some roads looked congested, making Marco curse once more. Sir, it seems that some roads are closed due to the heavy rain, Pedro said, noticing the anxiety on his masters face. Take any clear route. We have to get to the hospital quickly. I dont want anything bad to happen to Letta. If necessary, just break through anything in front of us, be it road closures or whatever it is, Marco said, making Pedro understand how anxious his master was. Pedro elerated the car again, taking a route that was thought to be faster to take them to the hospital. Marco continued to hold Lettas sweaty, cold hand, trying to reassure her to stay strong. Eventually, they arrived at the front of the hospital, making Marco immediately carry Letta. Quick, get the doctor ready. My wife is about to give birth, Marco said again, making the nurses at the hospital look surprised. They immediately took Letta to be examined. Sir, you should wait outside, one of the nurses said, making Marco shake his head. I have to apany my wife. Ive just met her, and I dont want to leave her again, Marco said, making the nurse look at the approaching doctor. Doctor said, Just let him in, he can apany his wife, prompting Marco to hurry after Letta, who was already in the room. There, Letta was seen being injected at several points on her hand, while the doctor began examining what was happening to his wife.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. How is my wife? Is she really going to give birth? Marco asked, making the doctor pause before nodding. Yes, your wife is going to give birth. I will check further. Whether your wife can give birth naturally, or we have to perform a surgical procedure, the doctor said, making Marco nod. Yes, do whatever it takes, as long as the baby and my wife are safe, Marco said, prompting the doctor to quickly call a nurse to check Lettas condition, check her body temperature, check her blood pressure, and check the position of the baby in her womb. The doctor then spoke to the nurse, while Marco could only remain silent, continuing to try to calm Letta, who appeared to be ina great deal of pain. Doctor, quickly. Do something. My wife looks in so much pain, Marco said, which was unusual for him. This was the first time he had apanied Letta in such a situation. It was a first-time experience for him, making Marco feel fearful as he watched Letta, who seemed to be stabbed in her abdomen. Its a normal process. A woman going throughbor has to endure one opening after another, and your wife is going through it now. We can only wait until the opening isplete, the doctor said, making Marco look at Letta. How long will the opening take toplete? Marco asked again. Depends on the frequency of the pain in your wifes abdomen. Some take 6 hours, or maybe more than 12 hours, or 24 hours, the doctor said, making Marco widen his eyes. What? That long? So, you think I should wait that long, seeing my wife in pain? Marco said, making the doctor remain silent, understanding Marcos current reaction, which might be a new experience for him. birth to their first baby Marco is currently staying faithfully by Lettas side, who appears to be exhausted. However, at this moment, his wife can close her eyes. The doctor has stated that Letta can give birth naturally, but the timing cannot be estimated yet, and it depends on the frequency of the pain Letta feels to achieveplete dtion. Letta furrows her brow again as she feels a cramp in her stomach, prompting Marco to grasp her hand once more. Letta opens her eyes, looking very weary. Is it hurting again? Marco asks, causing Letta to nod her head. Her lips appear dry and pale. Yes, its very painful, Letta replies, and secondster, Marco can feel Lettas grip tightening on his hand, as she continues to try and endure the pain in her abdomen. Marco then looks towards the nurse with a seemingly normal expression. Nurse, do something for my wife. Shes in pain, Marco says, causing the nurse to nod while gently stroking Lettas back. Will this method alone reduce my wifes pain? Marco asks again, who has been getting frustrated with the nurses attending to Letta. Sir, this is what a nurse is supposed to do. We cannot diminish the pain or anything of that sort, as its a natural process for your baby to be born. So, thedy has to endure it, the nurse says, making Marco only rub his face roughly. Marco then looks back at Letta, who has be calm once more. Does the paine like this often? Are you tired? Marco asks, making Letta nod her head. I have read that the process of natural childbirth is like this, and I hope I can endure it, Letta says with a faint smile, prompting Marco to shake his head immediately. How can you endure it? Look, your body looks so frail, and your face is pale like this, Marco says before he can finish his sentence. Letta grips his hand tightly again as the pain returns. Marco seems unable to see Letta in such a condition, until he finally looks at the nurse.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Quickly, call the doctor in charge of my wife, Marco says again, prompting the nurse to hurry and call the doctor. Do something, anything, to alleviate this pain. I want our baby to be born quickly, Marco says, making the doctor look at Letta. Theres only one way, through a surgical procedure, but its regrettable if your wife can give birth naturally, the doctor says again, making Marco look at him with a worried expression. But I cant bear to see my wife in pain like this. Wouldnt it be better for you to act swiftly by delivering the baby inside her? Marco says again, until the doctor walks over to Letta. Do you want to undergo the surgery? This is the sixth dtion, you just need to wait for a few more, and I believe, considering the frequency of the pain youre experiencing, it wont be long now, the doctor says, making Letta shake her head. Iam still strong enough to endure it, doctor. Its okay, Letta replies, but Marco certainly doesnt agree with her answer. But I disagree, Letta. I dont want to see you continue to suffer like this. Its better for us to go for the surgery, Marco says, but before Letta can respond, the doctor intervenes. Sir, there are certain processes that cannot simply be bypassed by a woman, namely the process of giving birth, the process of being married to a man who will be her partner for life, and the process of giving birth to a child, feeling the pain of fighting for her own flesh and blood, fighting for a life in return for her own. Those are crucial moments that cannot be repeated anytime and only happen once when the child is born. It is a precious moment that a woman would not want to waste. Perhaps as a man, you cannot bear to see your wife in pain, but it is a significant process for your wife. So, you just need to apany her calmly and provide encouragement that everything will be alright and your baby will be born safely. Moreover, your wife looks very strong. She just needs support from her husband. And I hope you can also feel at ease. Everything will be okay, the doctor says, leaving Marco speechless. Whats the difference with the surgery then? I just dont want Letta to endure the pain for any longer, Marco says. Theres nothing wrong with a surgery. Having a surgery doesnt mean they wont be a perfect mother. Its just that, for some people, enjoying the process of enduring the pain for each dtion would make them feel more satisfied. Im not saying that surgery is not good, but it would be better if your wife can deliver naturally if shes strong enough. That would be better, the doctor says, making Marco look at Letta, who nods in agreement. I can endure it. I want this baby to be born through my struggle of enduring this pain for hours. I will let you know if I cant handle it, and you can decide with the doctor to go for the surgery. But for now, I can endure the pain. Do you trust me, dont you? Letta says, causing Marco to exhale deeply and nod his head. Alright, Im here. I will always be with you. I will apany this significant process for us, waiting for the birth of our child, Marco says, making Letta smile faintly as she furrows her brow again, feeling the increasing pain. Marco counts every second, every minute, and every hour that passes by faster. It has been almost 4 hours since he arrived at the hospital with Letta, who continues to endure the pain. Sometimes Letta lies on her side, sometimes she asks to walk around the room. Do you want to walk? Marco asks, making Letta nod her head. Marco then helps Letta to sit up and slowly get off the bed. Marco guides Lettas hand, then stops when he realizes how much pain Letta is feeling. Marco can only hug Letta while gently stroking her back. Everything will be okay, and thats the phrase that Marco always says, as if its the encouragement and medicine he can give to his wife. Imagine, soon we will see our future child born into this world. Can you still endure the pain? Marco asks to make sure, causing Letta to try to control her breathing, then nod her head. Yes, for our child, I am still strong, Letta says, returning Marcos embrace. Marco feels the strong grip on his back as Letta endures the pain, then it eases as the cramping returns. This is the process that has been going on for several hours, until the doctor returns to check on Lettas condition. Quickly, prepare the delivery tools, the doctor says, prompting the nurses to rush and prepare the delivery tools, leaving Marco silent. Can I apany my wife to stay here? Marco asks, making the doctor nod. Yes, your presence by your wifes side is very meaningful. So, you can apany her, the doctor says, as Marco continues to hold Lettas hand, which she continues to grip tightly. The pain that hasnt stopped even now has made Letta truly unable to hold back, as the doctor tries to open her legs, attempting to carry out the process of delivering their first child naturally. Marco can only continue to kiss Lettas forehead while holding her hand, as Letta tries to give birth to their first baby. why does she look like you Marco then fixed his gaze on Lettas pale face, drenched in sweat. She looked exhausted, still fighting for their little one, until Marco was taken aback. His heart raced as he heard their babys loud cry, now visible and rosy, being brought in by the nurse. Marco then nced at Letta with teary eyes, and Letta returned the gaze with a mncholic look. Congrattions, its a girl, the doctor said, causing Marco to smile, and Letta returned her husbands smile. Our child is born, my love, Marco said, making Letta nod weakly. Finally, the doctor finished his task, and the nurse took the baby from Marco and Letta. Letta truly felt the exhaustion in her body, not to mention the drained energy. She longed to close her eyes for a moment, but a gentle touch on her face made Letta try to stay conscious. Thank you for all this happiness, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless, finding it hard to utter a word. Thank you for this perfect joy, your presence, and our little one trulypletes my life, Marco continued, gently kissing Lettas forehead. Excuse me, Sir. May I check on your wife before you meet your baby? the nurse said, making Marco nod. Marco chose to wait outside while Letta and their baby were cared for by the nurses. After that, Marco contacted Pedro.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org. Hello Pedro, inform Daddy and Mommy that my child is born, and please take care of the rest, Marco said. Alright, Sir. Ill make sure everything goes smoothly. Leave it to me, Pedro said, making Marco smile before ending the call. Marco then reentered as the nurse came out of the delivery room, pushing Letta, who was about to be moved to another room with their baby in a crib. Your wife will be moved back to her room, the nurse said, making Marco nod. Marco followed Lettas steps, observing how the tiny baby began to slowly open her eyes. A smile immediately appeared on Marcos face as he saw his little daughters beautiful face. They had now been moved to the VIP room prepared beforehand by Marco. After that, the nurse immediately took the tiny baby and handed her to Letta and Marco, who were beside her. Letta, leaning on the bed, felt her hands tremble. Can I hold her? Letta asked again, making the nurse smile. Eventually, youll get used to it, the nurse said, making Letta nod. Then, somewhat awkwardly, Letta began to take over the tiny baby as the baby opened her mouth searching for something. It seems shes hungry. You can breastfeed her. Maybe the milk hasnte in much yet, but you should keep offering it, the nurse said, making Letta nod. Im not quite used to breastfeeding yet, Letta said, making the nurse approach. Its okay, it might feel awkward at first, but eventually, youll get the hang of it. Ill show you, the nurse said, making Letta nod. Marco observed his wifes hesitant movements, knowing this was her first experience. The nurse helped and demonstrated the breastfeeding technique, making Letta smile as the baby eagerlytched onto her first breast milk. Overwhelmed with emotion, tears streamed down Lettas face, unable to hold back her joy, which in turn moved Marco to wipe away tears of happiness. I truly have be a mother, Letta said. Yes, me too, Marco said, reaching out to stroke the rosy cheek of their little daughter now in Lettas arms. Have you prepared a name for her? Letta asked, making Marco pause for a moment. I havent prepared anything. It all happened so quickly. I thought her due date was still a few weeks away, but it seems she couldnt wait to meet her father, Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta knew Marco must have been busy and perhaps arrived in a rush, without preparing a beautiful name for their daughter. Thats okay, well think of it together, Letta said, looking at their sleeping daughter in herp. Is it okay if she sleeps in my arms? Letta asked, making the nurse smile gently. Its okay, but not for too long. It can make the baby ufortable. If you feel the baby needs to be put to sleep, you can use the baby cot, or you can use a kangaroo care method to provide warmth, the nurse said, making Letta nod. How do I do that? Letta asked, making the nurse take the baby and unfasten the clothing attached to the tiny baby. You can hold her close to your body like this and let her sleep, the nurse said, cing the baby in Lettas embrace. Letta held her tightly, and Marco also looked enthusiastic about the method. Can I also do it like that? Marco asked, making the nurse nod. But be careful, especially if youre not used to it, the nurse said, making Marco nod. Marco moved closer to Letta, who was cradling the baby. He looks tired. Is he still sleepy after spending so long sleeping in your stomach? Marco asked, making Letta chuckle. Perhaps. Isnt it normal, as Ive read in previous books? Letta said, making Marco smile. Letta then nced at Marco for a moment before returning her gaze to her daughter. Why does she look like you? Letta asked, lifting her tiny baby, surprising Marco. I dont know, her face is still not very clear. I mean, she still looks like any other baby, looks the same right now, but she definitely has the same eyes as you, Marco said, making Letta smile. Really? Does that mean she looks like me? Letta asked, making Marco smile. It seems shes going to inherit her mothers face. Its okay, thats what I want. I want to see a miniature version of you. Itll be so much fun, Marco said, making Letta lean her head on her husbands shoulder, enjoying the happiness she was feeling. However, Letta was slightly startled when she remembered the events before she felt contractions in her stomach. Whats wrong? Is there something bothering you? Marco asked, making Letta look at her husband with a fearful expression before nodding her head. Yes, I know. Perhaps Pedro and Desi didnt tell you because we went straight to the hospital. But theres something thats making me afraid right now, Letta said, making Marco immediately look at his wife with a serious gaze. Earlier, someone sent something to our house. As it happened before, an unidentified person sent flowers and some other gifts. But there was one package that really scared me. It all made me feel disturbed, Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. They had a photo of our wedding, and it was inside a box with baby clothes stained with blood. I saw it clearly before the guards took it and burned it. Im afraid something might happen. Maybe that person is warning us to be cautious or whatever it is, Letta said, making Marco clench his fists. Marco had not heard of such an incident happening to his wife and himself before. It seemed it needed to be addressed promptly. Freya jovanka Marco then chose to smile and reassure Letta. Everything will be fine. I will instruct Pedro to find out what that person really wants. It must be rted to the package sent to Chicago, Marco said, making Letta look at their sleeping daughter in her arms. Im afraid that person might target our baby because they know shes our happiness. Im afraid everything will crumble just like that when weve just experienced this happiness, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then caressed Lettas cheek and kissed her forehead. I wont let that happen. I wont let anyone dare to snatch away this happiness, Marco said, making Letta pause for a moment as she gazed into her husbands dark eyes. As if Letta truly had to trust Marcos words, she finally nodded and smiled. I believe in you. You wont let any dangere near me and our daughter, Letta said. Thats right, hand our baby to the nurse and let her rest in her bed. You should rest too after this long struggle, Marco said, making Letta look at the approaching nurse who helped put their baby to sleep, before Letta herself rested. Dont go anywhere, Letta said, making Marco stroke her forehead and hold Lettas hand. I wont go anywhere. Ill just check and call Pedro outside, thene back in. So you can rest peacefully. The nurse will also stay here to watch the baby and your condition, Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta began to feel a gentle gradation on her forehead and her heavy eyelids as she finally fell asleep. Meanwhile, Marco fell silent for a moment, watching the baby and his wife resting. Marco finally reached for his phone and walked out of the room Letta was in, not wanting to disturb their rest. Pedro, do you know what happened at home? Marco asked, making Pedro pause for a moment. Actually, something happened before we came from Chicago, Pedro said. I can guess what happened. Is it because of the sender of those anonymous packages? Marco asked. Exactly, Sir, Pedro said, making Marco fall silent with his spection. It seemed that everything Letta had said was true. I want you to take care of it immediately and get to the bottom of it. That person has gone too far with making jokes like that. I dont want you to forgive them once you find out. You must drag them directly to me, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Understood, Sir. And one more thing, it seems Jacobs trail is starting to surface. Hes reconnecting with Carlos, Pedro said, making Marco smile faintly. In that case, keep an eye on them and tell Viko to take over thepany first. Have you informed my parents about the birth of my daughter? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Yes, Sir, and your parents said they would contact you shortly, Pedro replied. Very well, Marco answered. Then take care of everything. I have to go back to apany Letta and our little daughter, Marco continued. After that, Marco reentered the room and settled towards the two women in his life. Marco walked to the side of the babys bed, where his little daughter was peacefully sleeping. Rosy cheeks, thick ck hair made Marco smile. She was the most beautiful baby he had ever seen. She had shining eyes like her mothers. Eventually, a name came to Marcos mind, making him smile. I think Ive found a name for you. I hope you and your mother like it, Marco said, reaching out to stroke her rosy cheek.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Freya Jovanka, Marco said with an expanded smile as he spoke his daughters name. And thats when the tiny baby in front of him opened her eyes as Marco caressed her lovingly. Do you agree with the name I gave you? It means the most beautiful Goddess bestowed by God, Marco said again, making Freya look at her father with her sparkling eyes, as if indicating that she liked the name. Until Marcos movement stopped when a call came in on his phone, causing Marco to look immediately at his phone. It turned out to be his father calling, prompting Marco to answer. I heard the news that your wife has given birth, Edward said from the other end, making Marco smile. Yes, it seems Pedro has informed daddy, Marco replied. Yes, he told me that my granddaughter was born safely. Is she beautiful? Edward asked, making Marco gaze at Freya, who was now slowly blinking her eyes. Yes, shes my most beautiful daughter, Marco replied. What about mommys condition? Marco asked. Ive left the hospital, and I n to return. I also want to see my granddaughter, and it seems your mother is very excited too, Edward said, making Marco furrow his brow. Mommy seems excited? Marco asked to confirm. Yes, even though shes still high-strung and pretended not to care about what Pedro had informed her, she immediately opened her phone to inform her subscription designer, inquiring aboutfortable baby clothes to give to her granddaughter. Although shes not too explicit, it shows that your mother is very excited about the birth of her first grandchild, Edward exined, making Marco smile. Of course, even though Helena was tough and still hadnt fully epted Lettas presence, it didnt deny that she wouldnt reject the arrival of a tiny baby who carried their family blood. Alright, then I look forward to your arrival, and dont overexert yourself if Daddys condition is still not fully recovered, Marco said. Im quite healthy. Besides, weve received good news, havent we? You just take care of Letta. Theres also your daughter. As for the rest, Ill handle it. Ive also received word from Viko that Jacob seems to have found out about his fathers whereabouts, Edward said, making Marco nod. Alright, then lets handle things one by one. Daddy will take care of my uncle, and Ill take care of his son. It seems hes been hiding in his mouse hole for too long, and now its time for me to teach them a lesson, Marco said, already knowing what he would do to Jacob. Dont be too hard on your cousin, Edward said, making Marco sigh in annoyance. Its because of Daddys attitude like this that they dare to try and defy us. I wont give in to what he wants. I will truly make him pay for everything. I dont want anyone to underestimate me, and I will set an example for my dearest cousin so that others also know that we still cannot be underestimated or looked down upon. They dare to act up when I let my guard down just a little, Marco said, making Edward let out a long sigh on the other end. Very well, whatever youre going to do, just remember not to do anything that will endanger yourself. Handle everything well, and dont leave any problems behind, Edward said. I know what I have to do, Daddy. Just take care of your health in the future, Marco said, then hung up the phone. Marco then looked back at Freya, who had been looking at him all this time. I know your presence will bring joy to your mother and grandmother, right? So I hope everything will get better. At least they will meet in a good atmosphere, and its time for your grandmother not to be hostile to your mother, okay? Marco said, making Freya once again just gaze at him with her beautiful eyes, making Marco unable to stop smiling happily. Freya presence Letta began to blink her eyes when she felt a gentle stroke on her face, and the first sight she saw was Marcos warm smile. How was your sleep, sound? Marco asked, making Letta nod while looking around. Letta then startled as she realized that she now had a little angel. How long did I sleep? How is she? Didnt she cry? Letta asked, making Marco smile. She only cried for a moment, and I held her. She fell back asleep right away, Marco said, making Letta look directly at her husband with a questioning gaze. Why? Marco asked. You held her? Letta asked again, making Marco nod. Yes, even with the help of the nurse earlier, I still wasnt brave enough to take her out of the baby bed. But I was skilled enough to hold the little baby. She seemed content in my warm embrace, Marco said, winking one of his eyes, making Letta smile. Letta then tried to sit up with Marcos help, looking at the baby bed where their little daughter was still sound asleep. Isnt she hungry? Letta asked again.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Earlier the nurse said that newborns tend to sleep a lot. And yes, it seems her sleep schedule will be reversed. Maybe during the day, shell sleep deeply, but at night, she might disturb your sleep schedule. So I let you sleep deeply earlier so that youll be readyter. Thats what the nurse told me, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yes, I also read in a book that its normal. Babies tend to sleep peacefully during the day and breastfeed more often at night. It seems Ill also need your help to apany me, Letta said. Of course. How could J let you stay up all night alone? Marco replied, making Letta smile. Letta then looked at the nurses who had juste in, pushing the food towards her. Oh yes, its time for you to eat and take your medicine, Marco said, then took the food from the nurse and thanked her before returning to Letta. Look, your portion is doubled because now youre a breastfeeding mother. Thats what Ive learned, Marco said, making Letta chuckle. Yes, it seems in the few hours I slept, youve learned quite a lot from the nurses here, Letta guessed, making Marco nod. Of course, I have to be an alert husband for my wife and my child. Even though I didnt have much time before due to my extremely busy schedule, dont worry, Im quick to learn. So I quickly understand what I need to do and what dutiese with being a father, Marco said, making Letta truly smile. Indeed, that makes me even more amazed by you. Youre not just handsome and wealthy, but also intelligent, including quickly learning how to take care of a baby, Letta said, making Marco smile. Should I be proud of thatpliment? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, of course. Its rare for men to get involved in things like this. Thats what I know, Letta said, making Marco smile. Alright, then you better finish your meal first and take your medicine. After that, well talk again, Marco said, making Letta nod. Im not sure I can finish it all, Letta replied, making Marco look at the te in front of her. You have to. You need to eat it because now your portion is twice as much, as Freya also needs nutrition from you, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brows. Freya? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, suddenly a name came to my mind, and I named her. I dont know if you like it or not, Marco said, making Letta gaze at their little daughters. Whats her name? Letta asked again. Freya Jovanka, Marco answered. A beautiful name. What does it mean? Letta asked, making Marco smile as he caressed the corner of his wifes lips. Its fitting for our little daughter. Shes the Goddess of beauty blessed by God, thats the meaning of the name Jovanka, Marco said again, making Letta smile widely. I like it, I like her name, Letta said, making Marco smile. Its suitable for our beautiful daughter. Theres one more piece of news that might make you happy, Marco said, making Letta eagerly wait. Daddy has been discharged from the hospital. Hes fully recovered, Marco said, making Letta smile broadly. Thank goodness for that. Slowly, good news begins to rece the unpleasant news from before, right? Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, everything has returned to normal, although there are still some issues I need to resolve, Marco said, making Letta smile. Daddy has started to recover, and they have returned to this country because they cant wait to see their first grandchild, Marco said again, looking directly at his husband with a sparkling gaze. Your parents really want to see Freya? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Of course. This is their first grandchild. So how could they not be enthusiastic? Even Mommy herself has already ordered clothes for Freya from her favorite designer, and just now Daddy said that Mommy is really preparing everything. She seems so eager to meet Freya, Marco said, making Letta smile. But the next moment, the smile faded as if something was bothering her mind, making Marco immediately aware of everything Letta was thinking. Is there something wrong? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. NO, its just that this is my first meeting after I dont remember anything. I dont know if they will like me or not, Letta said, making Marco fall silent before slowly feeding his wife again. Of course. You are their only daughter-inw. You are the woman whopletes my happiness. How could they not like you, Marco said again, and Letta hoped his words were true. Marco hoped that Helena would at least melt a little with the presence of a grandchild in her life, at least slowly. Maybe Helena could ept Lettas presence in their extended family. I know something that you might have been trying to cover up all this time, Letta said, which immediately made Marcos movement stop as he looked at Letta with a serious gaze. What are you trying to cover up? Marco asked, starting to try to guess what Letta was currently thinking. About your previous news with a woman, Letta said, making Marco clench his fists, so happy with Freyas birth, Marco even forgot that his scandal with Arabe had not been directly exined to Letta, and Arabe had not kept her promise to hold a press conference with the news hunters to deny their closeness. I know that you were previously engaged, and what I also know is that Mommy is very close to Arabe. Does that mean she still hasnt epted my presence as her daughter-inw? Letta asked calmly, making Marco shake his head. Thats true. But Im sure with Freyas presence, Mommy can ept your presence. Yes, even though she has never met us all this time. But I hope your rtionship will improve with the presence of our little angel. Besides, between me and Arabe, thats all in the past. So I think Mommy will understand, Marco said, trying to exin to Letta so that his wife wouldnt misunderstand. little daughter? Letta then nced at Marco, who was busy with his phone. He seemed to be contacting someone, making Letta smile before returning her gaze to Freya, who was in her arms. Letta smiled at the rosy cheeks as Freya avidly drank her breast milk. Letta also felt at peace because she could finally provide enough breast milk for Freya. Although it didnte out on the first and second days, her milk began to flow smoothly on the third day, making Letta feel relieved. Somehow, something seeped into her heart, as if her feelings as a mother truly feltplete, especially when she could now provide the best for her little daughter. Until Letta looked up as she watched Marco approaching. Is she asleep? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, only her eyes are closed, but look, shes still drinking breast milk eagerly, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then sat next to Letta, gently caressing their beautiful daughters face. Who? Letta asked, looking at Marco, making Marco look at his wife with raised eyebrows. Who did you just call? Letta asked again, as it seemed her husband didnt understand what she was asking. Oh, earlier Daddy said they woulde to visit their grandchild this afternoon, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Later this afternoon? Letta asked, making Marco nod. What should I do when theye? Letta asked with a nervous expression, making Marco just smile at his wifes behavior. You dont have to do anything. You just have to rest and take care of Freya properly, thats it. You dont need to do anything else except focus on our child, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. I mean, what should I say to them? You know that I dont remember any memories rted to your parents. Im afraid I might make a mistake, Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. That wont happen. Besides, my parents also know what your condition was like before. You dont need to feel nervous or anything. Just consider them your parents too, Marco said, trying to reassure Letta. Although Marco said that, Letta still could never feel calm, especially since this was their first meeting after Letta lost her memory. Because they had never met each other before. Will they like me? I mean, our child? Letta asked again, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Theres no reason for them to dislike their own grandchild, especially with such a beautiful baby like this. Im sure, especially Mommy, she will surely love her, Marco said, making Letta look at their little daughter in herp. Are you sure? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Im very sure, and dont be surprised if theye, Marco said, making Letta look at Marco with pleading eyes. Come on. Whats wrong? Letta asked again. I mean, dont be surprised if they bring gifts that might fill this room. You know, Daddy earlier said that his grandmother didnt stop calling the toy store, the clothing store, anything needed for Freya. I want to see firsthand how enthusiastic my Mommy is, Marco said, making Letta smile. Somehow, she felt a little calmer with Marcos story. At least maybe if before Marcos parents didnt like her because they had never visited Letta before, maybe they could love Freya as their granddaughter, Letta thought. Until Marco extended his hand and gently caressed Lettas face. What are you thinking? Dont think too much about their arrival, Marco said again, making Letta look into her husbands eyes. I want to know how they see me. You know, I already know that your Mommy was very supportive of you with the woman who was reported with you at that time, Letta said, immediately wiping her sad face, making Marco silent for a moment. His words couldnt be refuted at all, but somehow Marco was sure that Helena would look at Letta differently now. Whatever Mommys views are, they wont change anything, especially with my heart, Marco said, trying to reassure Letta. Or perhaps our marriage wasnt approved by them either? Letta asked again, making Marco smile thinly. If it wasnt approved, they wouldnte on our wedding day. Havent you seen our wedding album? There are pictures of us and my parents there, Marco exined, making Letta silent for a moment. Although Marco tried to exin and reassure her, Letta still couldnt calm down, until she looked at Freya, who was now asleep in her arms. Look, shes sleeping, Marco said, making Letta smile. When can I take Freya home? Letta asked again. I havent discussed it with the doctor yet, Marco said. I want to go home quickly, and one more thing that makes me sad, Letta said, making Marco look at his wife with a questioning gaze. Why? Is there something else bothering you besides the arrival of my parents? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Because Freyas birth didnt go as predicted earlier, I havent even prepared a nursery for her. I havent prepared anything for her. This is the birth of our first daughter, but Im not at all ready to wee her home, Letta said, making Marco suddenly remember that he also hadnt prepared anything as a gift for their little daughter. However, Marco tried to hide it. You just rx, when Freya and you return home, everyone will wee the arrival of the young miss to the house. They will surely love Freya very much, and they will definitely prepare other surprises. So, you dont need to think too much about what you cant do. For me, with you struggling with our little daughter, its enough for me, Marco said, making Letta smile. Marco then leaned in, and gently kissed Lettas lips. Thank you, Marco said, making Letta enjoy the presence of her husband, who was now close to her. Letta then closed her eyes and returned the kiss that Marco gave her. Thank you too for being by my side. When I struggled to give birth to Freya, Letta said, making Marco smile. Come here, Ill put Freya to sleep, and you havent taken your vitamins yet, right? Marco said, making Letta nod very carefully. Letta handed Freya to Marco. What will she call us? Letta asked when she saw Marco holding their little daughter. Its up to you, what do you want to be called? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. How about father and mother? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Whatever it is, just dont make our little daughter call me uncle, Marco said. No way, Letta replied. Marco thenid her down slowly before returning to Letta. Do you want to take your vitamins now? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Marco then helped Letta take her vitamins, doing whatever was needed by Letta by her side for the past few days. Marco even forgot about his duties. He delegated everything to Pedro to monitor everything, especially now that Jacob was the center of attention for Marco and Pedro, and seeing Carlos still in the Jovanka family mansion. Every day, Pedro also provided thetest updates on their projects progress. Everything had begun to stabilize, and it was just a matter of catching that little mouse. Marco was confident that Pedro could handle it well. My first grandchill As Marco mentioned earlier, Letta continued to gaze at the clock on the bedside table. Although it was alreadyte afternoon, Edward and Helena had not yet shown up. Marco just smiled thinly at his wifes restlessness. Why havent they arrived yet? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. Perhaps theyre on the road, the traffic seems to be jammed, Marco replied, trying to calm Letta. However, Letta became increasingly restless and anxious before their arrival actually happened. Suddenly, someone knocked on their room door, making Letta widen her eyes. Are they here? Letta asked in a whisper, making Marco just smile as he walked to the door and opened it. Several guards were seen carrying many gifts in front of them, as if Marco could already guess the origin of all the gifts they brought. Are all of these gifts from Mommy? Marco asked the guards, who nodded. Marco invited them in and arranged the gifts inside. Letta could only blink her eyes as she saw the gifts brought by the group of guards. Yes, it seems these are just some of the gifts for Freya prepared by Mommy. There are probably still many left in the car, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Whats in those gifts? Letta asked, and Marco sat down beside her. You can open them one by er, and Ill help you satisfy your curiosity. Dont be surprised when you see whats inside, as it has be Mommys habit, Marco said, trying to reassure Letta. Letta nodded, still staring at the pile of gifts in front of her, impressed by the wealth and beauty emanating from them. When Edward and Helena finally arrived, Letta saw how Edward, who resembled Marco, and Helena, who looked so beautiful and graceful. Letta felt a little anxious because her beauty seemed to pale in front of her inws, who might prefer to support Arabe over her. How are you doing? Edward asked, making Letta flinch slightly before returning his gaze. Im fine, thank you, Daddy. How about you, Daddy? I heard from Marco that youre also under treatment, Letta said, making Edward smile. Yes, its just my asional illness that res up. No need to worry about it, Edward said, making Letta smile. After that, she looked at Helena, who seemed to be looking at Freya from a distance. How about you, Mommy? How are you? Letta asked, making Helena smile thinly. Fine, Helena replied shortly and coldly, making Letta immediately look at Marco, who just nodded as if to say that everything would be fine. Thank you for visiting me and our daughter, Letta said a little awkwardly, making Edward smile. Of course, this is my first grandchild. How could I note? Edward said, then walked closer, seeing how Freya was still soundly asleep, her cheeks looking rosy. Shes very beautiful, Edward said, making Letta nod her head. Letta then looked at Marco, then at Helena, and Marco, as if understanding that gaze, approached Helena. Do you want to hold her? Marco asked, embracing his mothers shoulder, making Helena immediately avert her gaze to another direction because theirst meeting wasnt too pleasant, and it seemed that Marco was trying to persuade Helena.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. No need, shes asleep. I dont want her to wake up and disturb her, Helena said, still with the ttest tone possible. However, Marco knew that his mother wouldnt be able to resist touching her granddaughter. Mommy cane closer like Daddy. It wont wake her up. Besides, shes full. And her sleep schedule will be long. Even if mommy holds her, she wont wake up, Marco said again, making Helena fall silent before walking closer to Edward. After that, Edward held Helenas hand, then kissed the back of her hand. Look, this is our first grandchild, Edward said, making Helena look up, gazing at her husband before nodding. I remember when I first saw Marco. In this baby basket. Dont they look alike? Edward said, making Helena nod again. Helena was reminded of her past, the first time she gave birth to Marco, her struggles to give birth to her only son made Helena even cry with heartfelt emotion, getting a handsome son like Marco. They look alike, except shes a baby girl, Helena said, making Marco nod his head. So Mommy doesnt like her? Marco asked as he walked towards Letta, making Letta widen her eyes. How could her husband ask her so openly like that? What if Helena really answered that she didnt like her? That would surely make her feel devastated. When did mommy say she doesnt like her own granddaughter? Helena said, making Marco smile thinly. Why dont you want to touch her even a little bit? At least hold her or something, Im sure Mommy wont be able to put her back to sleep if she has held her because our little daughter has an extraordinary charm just like her father here, Marco said, winking at them, making Letta pinch her husbands arm yfully. Helena fell silent, of course, she really wanted to hug and kiss her first granddaughter. But her high ego towards Letta and Marco seemed to bea barrier. However, seeing Freya starting to open her eyes slowly and look towards her grandparents, a surge of emotion welled up in Helenas heart, causing her to reach out and touch the tiny babys face, Helena began to tear up as she looked at Edward. Go ahead, hold her, Edward said, finally making Helena nod her head. May I hold her? Helena asked, making Letta smile and nod, while Marco just looked at his mother with a suppressed smile. Didnt I ask you to hold her earlier? Marco said again, making Helena not care about her high ego. She began to cradle Freya in her arms and then took her to the nearby sofa, followed by Edward. They were now looking at Freya, who was looking back at them with her clear eyes. Whats her name? Helena asked. Freya Jovanka, Marco replied, making Helena smile warmly as she held Freya, and Marco was happy to see how his mother reacted to Freya. Marco was sure that no matter how much Helena denied that she wasnt interested in Freyas presence, her heart couldnt lie about her enthusiasm with all the gifts and the genuine smile. I told you, didnt I, that Mommy would love Freya, even though her demeanor still feels a bit stiff. But dont worry, in the future, Mommy will help you take care of our little daughter, Marco said, making Letta smile and nod her head. I protect you in my own Marco nced at Letta briefly as Pedro contacted him, Hold on, I have to take this call from Pedro. It seems to be an important report, Marco said, nodding his head.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Okay, Letta replied, and Marco got up from his seat to kiss the top of Freyas head, who was now in Lettasp, before walking towards the hospital window. Hello, tell me, whats going on? Marco asked. It seems Jacob has started to move. He has taken a flight from Dubai. That means he is going to meet his father soon, Pedro said, making Marco grimace. So he was hiding there all this time. If thats the case, keep monitoring what Carlos or Jacob is doing. After all, he cant report that his father is being held or kidnapped because hes actually in the Jovanka family mansion. Its their fault for not letting go of the Jovanka name and for ying with what I already have, Marco said with a devilish smile. I will usually do that, sir. But, wont you meet Carlos before Jacob sees him? I think theres something Carlos has been hiding all this time, Pedro said, making Marco fall silent. They will say everything directly when Jacob starts moving. We just need to be cautious. Who knows, my dear cousin might have a brilliant idea to sneak back into ourpanyswork, and I want to keep an eye on where Jacob is. Whether he really will fly to this country or not, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Alright, sir. I will do as youmand, Pedro said, after which Marco nodded, then hung up the phone. Marco then walked back towards Letta. Whats wrong? Is there a problem again? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, its just that, dealing with these little rats that have been gnawing on their owner who has given them cheese. You know, I really dont like rats like that, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Dont be too harsh on someone. Im afraid, Letta said, making Marco furrow his brow, then reaching out to gently stroke Lettas face. What are you afraid of? You are the wife of Jovanka. Theres nothing for you to fear, Marco said, making Letta go silent. Thats why Im scared, because I am the wife of a Jovanka. Dont seek out frightening enemies like what happened to us in Chicago. Especially now that Freya is around us. Im afraid that people mighte after her too, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Of course, Marco had also thought about the safety of Letta and Freya. Thats why, up until now, Marco had never exposed Letta, especially about her pregnancy and Freyas birth. Marco didnt want the public to know about his private life. Marco was also aware of the danger they would face if he exposed his private life. Thats why I protect you in my own way. Its not that I dont want to publicize my beautiful wife, but Im more concerned about the danger that might easily target us if Ishow how happy I am, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta responded, Yes, I know, but try to be a bit softer. Dont be too harsh on those who hurt you. Let them do wrong, but lets not retaliate with wrongdoing. I believe that God will repay them in a way that is fair in His eyes. Marco fell silent for a moment before responding, Yes, I will try to do that, but somehow, maybe because its ingrained in me, I retaliate with what they have given me. Because life is repaid with life, I dont want people to underestimate me. Thats why I behave like this. If soften even a little, they will take advantage even more, and I dont want that to happen to me and my family. Letta then asked, Is power and throne important to you? Marco nodded his head in response. Yes, its very important. Because with that power, I can protect you. I dont want to be a weak man who has nothing to hold onto to make you feel safe and happy. You know what I mean. Perhaps not all men in this world have the same answer as me. But, believe me, everything I do is for the happiness of our family. I wont let you experience anything bad again. And dont think Im that cruel, because I also havea conscience. Those rats that always gnaw cruelly and slowly at their owner. If I stay silent, I will be the first one to be eliminated by them. And you dont want that to happen, do you? Marco said, making Letta fall silent before nodding her head. Im sorry if I seem to not understand your position, but I just worry about you. Im afraid if something bad happens to you. You know, you are the only one I have here, and I dont know what I would do with Freya if you werent in our lives, Letta said, making Marco reach out and cup his wifes face, then gently kissing her forehead. Dont worry, I will never leave you, no matter what happens. So, lets just enjoy the new happiness that God has given us. We just need to focus on Freya, who is now present in our family. She brings us suchplete joy, Marco said, making Letta nod and smile, until Pedro called again, interrupting their moment. What is it this time? Marco asked. Sir, Im sorry, it seems we were wrong. Jacob is already in the country, and it looks like hes about to start moving. He has deceived us by providing false data and instructing someone to report his departure from Dubai, Pedro said, making Marco clench his jaw, visibly rming Letta. In that case, prepare all your men and pick me up at the hospital, Marco said, then hung up the phone, making Letta immediately look at Marco with a worried expression. Whats wrong? Has something bad happened? Letta asked with a concerned look, but Marco still managed to show a reassuring smile. Its nothing, I have to take care of something important with Pedro right now. Ive instructed some guards to stand outside, and Ive also asked the nurse to keep an eye on you and Freya. You just rx, as long as Im not here, youll be safe, Marco said as he got up, but Letta immediately grabbed Marcos wrist. Be careful, dont let yourself get hurt or anything, ande back as soon as possible. You know, its almost nighttime, and Freya has a little trouble sleeping if shes not with her father, Letta said, making Marco smile. Of course, Ille back right away once everything is settled. Dont forget to rest. Let the nurse watch over Freya for a while. Youve been taking care of our little princess enough since earlier, Marco said, making Letta nod. Marco then gently kissed Lettas lips before kissing the top of their daughters head. Im leaving, and remember, never let this room be empty. There must be a nurse or one of the guards watching inside, Marco said again, making Letta nod again, before Marco left the room. Keep an eye on Letta and our daughter inside, never be careless or anything. We have to be vignt, because it seems the game has begun, Marco said, making the guard assigned to the door of Lettas room nod before Marco continued on his way to meet Pedro and handle all the issues caused by Jacob. jacob’s network Marco then parked his car right in front of therge Jovanka Mansion. The mansion that was usually used forrge family events had now been taken over by Edward and Marco, serving as the ce where Carlos was staying. cing his uncle there was not without careful consideration. He deliberately did it so that Jacob would never have any excuse to vilify him and Edward. Marco then walked, followed by Pedro and the other guards who were now waiting outside the mansion. Marco gazed at Carlos, who was lounging in the TV room. Unlike previous days, Carlos seemed more rxed. Even now, he seemed to be sporting a broad smile as if something good was about to happen to him. No, it seems my uncles condition is much better after I kept him in this mansion. Is Uncle enjoying it? Marco asked, looking arrogantly at his uncle, making Carlos seemingly unaffected by Marcos current arrival. Previously, Carlos always disyed his displeasure and anger towards his nephew.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Who knows, should I say I enjoy staying here or not, what is clear is that my mood has been bettertely, Carlos replied without looking at Marco, making Marco scrutinize every movement of his uncle. I heard Jacob has once again deceived me. He said he is already in the country. Isnt that true? Marco asked, and then he pursed his lips when he saw Carloss facial expression change. Carlos seemed slightly startled when he brought up Jacob. It indicated that Carlos also knew that Jacob was in the country, or perhaps they had even secretly met. But that wasnt what Marco cared about at the moment. So its true, hes here after seeing the reactions you gave. Hes smart enough to deceive Pedro and other subordinates about his flight from Dubai, Marco said, making Carlos immediately look at him. It seems it was just your subordinates who let their guard down, or maybe my son is just too clever. Why are you disappointed with the reality? quoted Carlos, making Marco finally walk and stand right in front of Carlos, closing the t screen in front of him that had been Carloss entertainment earlier, making Carlos look up to meet Marcos gaze. I want to give you some news that might surprise you. Iam kind enough to inform you first, so you can calm yourself, Marco said again, making Carlos look at him with raised eyebrows. What do you want to tell me? Speak clearly and without any beating around the bush, Carlos, who disliked beating around the bush that made their conversation convoluted, said. But Marco deliberately pretended to panic first, before telling him everything. Ive breached Jacobswork. I obtained the ID address from the hacker he has been using. And what happened next, he begged to have his ID returned and not to be reported to the prison. And he is willing to serve under me. That means your son cannot provide a safe haven for that hacker, right? Should I take him or not? Marco said, making Carlos clench his fist. How could Jacob make such a mistake, Carlos thought, making Marco only purse his lips. Even with just a bluff like this, you already look scared, Marco said, causing Carlos to attempt to speak when a gunshot rang out from outside, causing Carlos to widen his eyes. Simrly, Marco immediately turned to face Pedro. It seems hes trapped us, Marco said, prompting Pedro to nod. Suddenly, from within the Mansion he had upied, Pedros henchmen ran when he gave a signal, startling Carlos slightly. Since when had those people been inside with him, Carlos wondered. They then lined up at the main entrance of the Mansion, and as the door opened, it revealed individuals aiming weapons at them. However, they were also stunned when they saw the contents of the room. Nearly half of it was filled with Marcos and Pedros henchmen, along with Marco standing in front of them. Take off your mask. I want to see the faces of these rat followers, Marco said, causing Jacob to sigh in annoyance before uncovering his face. Youre the one who did it. Are you short of henchmen? If so, I can lend half of the people here to help you. Do you agree? Marco said, offering help, but it sounded like a mockery in Jacobs ears. Where is my father? Jacob asked, making Marco nce slightly behind him, where Carlos stood not far away. Your defense is too weak. You only brought a few henchmen to save your father. You should have brought more of Pedros men for me, Marco retorted with his mocking tone, making Jacob clench his fists even tighter as he tried to aim the pistol in his hand. If you pull the trigger, it wont be my henchmen who will be med, but the authorities who will immediately arrest you, and after that, I cant guarantee anything about your father, understand? Marco said, making Jacob grit his teeth. Afterward, he threw his pistol in a random direction, causing the henchmen he brought to look at each other. They knew they were entering the lions den, but they also didnt realize Marco would ce so many guards in the Mansion. Alright, since I brought henchmen far inferior to yours, lets see whos braver here. Shouldnt we fight each other? Its been a long time since we fought each other, 8, 9, or 10 years ago, perhaps? Jacob asked, making Marco only smirk dismissively. You want to challenge me, so you want to fight me one-on-one? Marco asked, making Jacob take a step closer. Well, consider it that way. Havent you been relying solely on Pedro all this time, with Pedro doing anything for you? Im starting to doubt. Maybe you only have a brain you can use, but your body is just for show, Jacob retorted, seemingly deliberately trying to provoke Marcos anger. So, right now youre underestimating me. I dont know, but I dont feel the least bit offended, Marco said, causing Jacob to stare at him with a nk expression. Jacob then looked around. You and Pedro are in the same ce right now. Didnt I hear that your wife just gave birth? So, who do you trust to be at the hospital? Jacob asked, causing Marcos facial expression to twitch, as if Jacob knew how to bring his anger to the surface. Or perhaps youre being careless again, just putting some regr guards to protect your wife. Youre really not vignt, Jacob continued, causing Marco to twitch again, as if Marco understood the implications of Jacobs words. Dont you dare do anything to my wife, let alone hurt her. If she does, I could really finish you off, Marco said, making Jacob smile as if disying victory, as he looked at the watch on his wrist. Im not sure. Has someone managed to feed your wife lunch? If so, maybe you have only about 20 minutes to save her. I also hope shes not breastfeeding your child. If so, wouldnt I be hitting two birds with one stone? My target is only Letta, after all. But I cant guarantee that your child wont be affected. Well, in that case, it seems I can meet my father in a good way, because you also have to leave, not to make sure of something, Jacob said, making Marco clench his fists tightly. I’II give up everything Marco clenched his fist upon seeing a smile from Jacob. Arent you ever tired of bothering me? Dont you know the threat when you mess with my wife? Marco said, his jaw tensing, making Jacob shrug nonchntly. I dont know, maybe this is just ying around, or maybe Im interested in your wife. You know, whatever is yours always makes me want to have it too, and you already knew that when we were kids, right? Jacob said casually, making Pedro move to cover the mouth of the barking dog, but Marco stopped him. Let me talk to my father and take him away if you dont want anything to happen to your wife, Jacob said, making Marco even more unwilling to let go of Carlos. If youre toying with my wifes life right now, I can also toy with your fathers life. How about that? Marco said, then signaled Pedro, who immediately instructed the guards in the back row to turn and aim their pistols directly at Carlos, causing Carlos to raise both his hands in fear. What are you doing? If I die here, Youll all be finished, Carlos said with a terrified expression, making Marco smile triumphantly at Jacob. If you threaten, right now, Letta may be in danger. Youre wrong. Do you think I left my wife without preparation and high-level security? Do you think you can sneak ina little mouse to y around there? Youre mistaken, and as a result, because youve angered me now, you can see the show Im about to present to you, Marco said with a victorious expression, making Jacob grit his teeth. Stop it. Never toy with your orders, Jacob said, causing Marco to tilt his head. Whos ying around? You know, your father could easily drop dead when I say finish him. Theyll pull the trigger and shoot him in vital areas, Marco retorted, making Carlos widen his eyes. Jacob, dont let that madman kill me. Do whatever he asks, and set me free, Carlos shouted in fear, providing entertainment for Marco. Release my father, Jacob demanded. Then give me what I want, Marco said, making Jacob clench the weapon he was holding. Why do you want to finish me off with that weapon? Go ahead, if you dare, Marco said, thenughed, sounding like mockery to Jacob. You dont have the courage for that, do you? So its better, before you really see your father die in front of you, its better to surrender now and give up what youve been grabbing, and stop bothering me and Letta, Marco said, making Jacob clench his jaw before finally dropping the weapon he had been holding. Tll give up everything, but dont think Ill stop. [just want you to stop your game, ying with my fathers life, thats all. Because in the future, I wont give up like this, Jacob said, making Marco only look at him arrogantly. No matter how many times you try, no matter how hard you try, youll always end up like this, begging anding to me, Marco said, making Jacob truly feel trampled by Marco at this moment. Meanwhile, elsewhere, a nurse appeared different than usual. Her hands trembled, and cold sweat began to dampen the side of her face as she walked past the guards now stationed in front of Lettas room. Whats that? one of the guards asked, causing her movement to pause. Its time for the patient to eat and take medication, the nurse said, causing the guards to look at each other. Show it, the guard demanded, prompting the nurse to lift the cover that now concealed what she was carrying. A meal and several medications were visible, making the guard nod, then he allowed The nurse to enter. Marco had instructed the guards, whether doctors or nurses, intending to enter Lettas room, to be questioned about their purpose first. Eventually, the nurse entered, gazing at Letta who was engrossed in a book in front of her. Isnt it another hour before your mealtime? Letta said, making the nurse flinch slightly. I have a duty to check on another baby, and Im also afraid that other nurses might forget, so its okay if were an hour early this time, the nurse tried to sound as calm as possible, making Letta nod as she put down her book. Is your baby sleeping? the nurse asked, looking at Freya, who was now sound asleep, making Letta smile warmly as she nodded. Yes, she just finished breastfeeding. She seems full and sleepy, Letta replied, as the nurse ced down the tray she had been carrying. Its unusual to have a different menu, isnt it? Letta asked, making the nurse smile. Your husband said that you might be bored with the hospital food, so we prepared something a little different, the nurse said, making Letta smile awkwardly. Forgive my husbands strange requests. He shouldnt say things like that because this isnt a hotel, after all, Letta said, making the nurse shake her head. Its okay. Besides, it seems your husband Is genuinely concerned and very worried. He seems to love you wholeheartedly, the nurse said, making Letta immediately smile widely and nod her head. Now, it seems like that. But his attitude sometimes makes me feel awkward around others. After all, this isnt his hospital, but He asks as he pleases to clear the hospital corridors with his guards and makes strange requests to the hospital staff. I hope they dont forcibly remove me from here because theyre tired of taking care of me, Letta said, making the nurse smile awkwardly. In that case, please eat your food first. You should take your medication soon, the nurse said, making Letta nod her head. Letta then began to stir the food in front of her before attempting to feed herself. But her movement stopped when someone opened the door to her room, leaving Letta startled, and the nurse widened her eyes. Sorry, I was in a hurry toe in. Were you surprised? Viko asked, adjusting the sses perched on his nose. Secretary Viko, Im sorry, I almost forgot about you and was about to yell at the guards outside, Letta said, making Viko smile. Letta remembered a few days ago when Edward and Helena visited her, Viko also came along with all the gifts for Freya, and Edward introduced him as his personal secretary. How are daddy and mommy? Theyre all right, arent they? Letta asked, making Viko nod. Mr. And Mrs. Are doing well, Viko replied, observing the uneasy movements of the nurse. Thats good to hear, Letta said, refocusing on the food in front of her.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Actually, Mrs. Intended toe here today. But she had to go for another appointment first. She said she wanted to meet Freya and missed her, Viko said, making Letta once again stop her hand movements, which the nurse continued to notice. Is that so? Mommy should juste whenever she wants. Its okay to meet Freya every day if she wants, Letta said, making Viko nod. Viko then walked closer to the nurse. What are you doing here? Viko asked, making the nurse briefly look at Letta. Im delivering food and medication for Miss Letta, the nurse said, catching Vikos attention. The nurses anxious and nervous expression was Clearly visible. that’s her punishment Marco then hurriedly got out of his car and rushed to the room where Letta was. Despite instructing Viko to be at the hospital, worry still enveloped his heart. Marco hoped that Viko could stop anyone trying to harm Letta. Nheless, because Marco hadnt been able to contact Viko, his anxiety only grew. Eventually, Marco ran to see the guards who were still calmly stationed in front of Lettas room. Whos inside? Marco asked. Mr. Viko is in there, sir, the guard replied, prompting Marco to push the door forcefully. Letta immediately looked at Marco as he walked quickly towards them. Whats going on? Marco asked, seeing Viko staring at the nurse with an intimidating gaze. Honey, whats wrong with your face? Letta asked, noticing the bruise at the corner of his lip, causing Marco to touch it and then smile warmly at Letta. Just a minor injury, its nothing, Marco said. Then, he looked at the food in Lettasp. You havent eaten it, have you? Marco asked, forcefully taking the food when Letta shook her head. Not yet, I should have eaten it as I have to take my medication, Letta said. Marco then asked again, Did he deliver this food? As Marco asked the question, Letta nodded. Then, Letta asked with a sharp gaze towards Marco and Viko, who had been staring at the nurse with an intimidating look since the beginning. No, but I never asked for food like this from the hospital. Isnt this a different menu from what the hospital provides? Marco asked, making Letta nod while furrowing her brow. Didnt you ask the hospital to provide me with different food and drinks because you were afraid Id get bored? Letta asked, making Marco immediately look at the nurse, who now could only bow her head with trembling hands. So thats the exnation this nurse gave? Marco asked, and Letta nodded. So you never asked for it? Letta asked. Honey, if I wanted you to eat delicious food, I wouldnt need to ask the hospital. I would directly request the best chef to cook for you, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless. Letta began to process what was happening around her. Marco then approached and handed the bow! Of food to the nurse. My wife doesnt like to eat food like this, so rather than letting it go to waste, youd better eat it yourself, Marco said, making the nurse look up with widened eyes. No, sir. Id better rece it with the food Miss Letta wants, the nurse said, making Marco shake his head. No need. Ill handle it myself. You heard me, didnt you? And I want you to eat this food right in front of me, Marco said, leaving the nurse silent, struggling to swallow her own saliva, finding it difficult for her toply. Take it before I force-feed you all of this, Marco said coldly, making the nurse extend her hand. It was apparent how her trembling hand took hold of the bowl, but before she could take the food, Letta immediately stopped her. Marco, whats really going on? Letta asked, halting the nurses movement. I just wanted to share this meal with this nurse, but I dont want you to eat it. I think this food isnt suitable for you and our baby, Marco reiterated. In that case, its better to return it to the hospital, dont force her. Maybe she doesnt want to eat it, Letta suggested, but Marco shook his head. No, at least a nurse should appreciate the food provided by the hospital. So eat it. Ive been kind enough to you, Marco insisted, making the nurse weakly shake her head. Why are you afraid your life will be in danger if you eat this food? Marco guessed, causing the nurse to widen her eyes, as did Letta. What do you mean? Is there something wrong with the food? Letta asked, her gaze filled with concern for her husband. Just see what I will do to someone who ys with my wifes life. So now, before I forcefully feed you, its better for you to eat this food willingly, Marco said, and the trembling nurse began to feed herself. Even just a small bite made her eyes widen as her body began to react. Simrly, Letta immediately covered her mouth, wide-eyed, as she saw the nurse copse before her, her face turning blue. Then, the nurse began foaming at the mouth. Marco, do something! You cant let the nurse lose her life in front of us, can you? Letta said, panic evident on her face, while Viko and Marco just looked at her with nk expressions, as if they didnt see someone dying from poisoning.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Thats her punishment, Marco said again. Then, what if he dies? I dont want to have a husband who kills someone, Letta said, still met with a nonchnt response from Marco. Guard, quickly call a nurse or doctor, Marco instructed the guard outside. They must have heard his scream, prompting the guard to rush and summon medical personnel. After a few minutes, a doctor and a nurse rushed into Lettas room. However, they were also shocked to see their colleague trembling with foaming mouth. Whats wrong with her? the doctor asked in a panic. Examine her and ask her what she did afterwards. I will immediately process this through the legal channels, Marco said casually. Then, he turned and walked towards Letta, who still looked panicked, while the nurse and the doctor, who knew nothing, immediately took their colleague and called other medical staff to examine her. Letta then looked straight at Marco, who was now looking at Freya, who was sleeping. What was he actually going to do to the food? Letta asked with a questioning gaze, causing Marco to look at his wifes face with a gentle expression, as he could already anticipate her reaction, especially after seeing the nurse in such a bad condition earlier, in front of Letta. she won’t die Letta continued to gaze at Marco witha questioning look, as if she was truly waiting for an exnation from her husband after what had happened before her. This eventually caused Marco to let out a long sigh. He then reached out his hand and tightly grasped his wifes hand. He tried to poison you with the food earlier. Fortunately, I instructed Viko toe and make sure of it, and he stopped it, Marco said, causing Letta to look at Viko who was still behind him. I only came because of a call from Pedro. I didnt do much, I just prevented it, Viko replied, bowing towards Marco. Yes, thank you foring. Im sure you hurried here after receiving the report from Pedro, right? Marco asked, making Viko nod weakly. Its my duty, and if theres nothing else, I have to go back to the office because there are some schedules of Mr. Edward that I have to take care of, Viko said, making Marco nod. Yes, you may go back. Thank you for your help, Marco said. No, its nothing. Well then, Ill take my leave, Viko said, finally leaving Lettas room. This made Letta finally look back at her husband, who had not fully exined the situation she had just experienced. So, can you exin everything now? Letta asked, seemingly unafraid to inquire about what had happened. He was paid by Jacob to poison you, Marco said briefly, concisely, and clearly, causing Lettas eyes to widen. After that, she looked at her husband with an incredulous gaze. Jacob wants to kill me? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, he wants to hurt me. He seems to know how to hurt a Marco, by targeting your life, Marco reiterated, leaving Letta still in silence. How did you know Jacob was going to do something? You were out with Pedro earlier, Letta said, causing Marco to fall silent before finally smiling softly at his wife. Because the security detail itself warned me. He thought I couldnt stop this because I was near him, but he didnt know how many guards I had assigned and were on high alert. And I had already warned Viko. Well, even though I realized itte, at least Viko was still able to prevent the nurse from harming you, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless, as if all the events that would befall her rapidly yed out like a movie in her mind. Then, how is the nurse doing? Is she going to die? Letta asked again, making Marco shrug indifferently. No matter what. Clearly, I have evidence that he was going to take someones life. Isnt taking his life in return a just retribution? Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta didnt think Marco was a cruel person, as it was fitting for the nurse to receive that consequence. But still, Letta was not ustomed to someone ying with their lives. Thats what happened to the nurse earlier. Wasnt she afraid of getting caught, and of herself being the one affected, as she was now? How unimportant must someones life be to some people, Letta wondered. It seemed evident to Marco as his wife started thinking about things she shouldnt be thinking about. Marco withdrew his hand, gently caressing Lettas face. Let it go, dont dwell too much on the earlier issue. Besides, Ive taken care of it. In the future, we just need to be careful because its not far-fetched that something like this might happen again, Marco said, prompting Letta to respond to her husbands gaze. Im just worried if something bad happens to the nurse, Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. You dont need to worry about someone who would harm you. Just focus on your health and our baby. The rest, I will handle. Besides, she also underestimated someones life. That means she undervalues her own life. Especially now that shes directly dealing with a Marco. It seems from the start she knew the consequences would be severe, Marco reiterated, making Letta let out a long sigh. At least, I still hope she doesnt lose her life just like that. I also noticed the nurse was still very young. Her life must be long, or maybe she has a family or someone meaningful in her life, and it must be very hard for her to leave them, Letta said, making Marco smile at how concerned his wife was for someone who yed with her life. She wont die, because the doctor and the nurse acted quickly. And after regaining consciousness, she apologized profusely to you. The punishment earlier was not something equivalent to what she deserved after ying with someones life, especially yours, Marco said, making Letta look at her husbands reassuring eyes. If I had eaten that food earlier, what would have happened? Letta asked, causing Marcos movement to pause. I wouldnt have let it happen. Thats why I acted quickly, Marco reiterated, prompting Letta to shake her head. No. If you couldnt prevent it, what would you have done? Letta asked again. I would have done everything in my power to save your life, no matter what, Marco said, making Letta smile softly at her husband. Certainly, Letta no longer doubted the feelings Marco had for her. However, sometimes there was a nagging feeling in her heart, thinking about how a prominent figure like Marco Jovanka would make her life different from that of an ordinary person. It would also surely have an impact on their daughter, the daughter of a Marco Jovanka. There would be both ease and difficulty that she would face. This made Letta finally look at Marco, who had been studying her face all this time. Why? Is there something on my face that youre scrutinizing it like that? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Im just wondering what youre thinking right now, as youre looking at our daughter like that. Are you worried about her too? Marco asked, causing Letta to nod. Yes, 1am worried. Besides, what mother wouldnt be anxious about her own daughter? Everyone would be worried, wouldnt they? Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, but dont worry. Dont dwell on things that trouble you like that. Whatever happens, even if it means sacrificing my own life, I will do my utmost to protect you all, Marco said, making Letta shake her head lovingly in response to his words.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Thats what I dont like about you. Sacrificing yourself so easily. Dont we just need to take care of each other? Letta said, making Marco smile as he kissed the back of his wifes hand. I know, you would do the same if something bad happened to me, wouldnt you? Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Of course, what Marco said was true. Although Letta thought it was excessive, she would do the same as Marco had in mind. Perhaps that was what love between them meant, Letta thought. Let it go, dont dwell too much on what just happened. It will surely affect your health, Marco said, leaving Letta silent before nodding her head. Maybe I was just a little shocked. Im not dwelling on it too much. Dont worry, Letta said, trying to reassure her husband, who still seemed concerned about his state. Letta then chose to smile reassuringly at Marco, not wanting all the troubles Marco was facing to be even heavier, when she herself couldnt remain calm. Although Letta still felt anxious in her heart, she wouldnt show it to Marco. Letta didnt want Marco to constantly worry about his safety, when he had a lot of work to handle. ”Welcome Home” for Freya Letta smiled broadly as she was finally allowed to go back to their big house, after spending several days receiving treatment at the hospital. Finally, she could take Freya back home. Are you happy? Marco asked, as Letta, who was currently cradling Freya in her arms, nodded her head. Of course, Im happy that we can finally bring Freya back home. There wont be any more hospital-smelling rooms surrounding her, Letta said, causing Marco to nod in agreement. Yes, Im also d that we can bring you both back home, Marco said, gesturing to the driver to bring their car. Marco and Letta both smiled as they saw Freya sleeping soundly in Lettas arms. Shes a good child, she doesnt wake up too often at night, and shes not fussy. It will make it easier for me to take care of her, Letta said, making Marco smile too. Are you sure you wont need the help of a babysitter? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No need anymore. Usually, I just stay at home all day. I would feel a little guilty if I used a babysitter to take care of our child. Unless I were a career woman with a life outside, maybe I would use their services, Letta said, making Marco smile at his wife. After that, he gave her a brief sweet kiss, making Letta blush immediately. It always caught Marcos attention. Thank you for bringing happiness to me, Marco said, making Letta nod. Thank you. Youre always there for me and bring all that happiness, Letta replied. They then chatted a bit during the journey until their car arrived in front of Marcosrge house. Slowly, Marco opened the door, making the guards immediately line up in front of them, bowing to wee Marco, Letta, and Freya. Letta just smiled as she continued to step forward, assisted by Marco, opening the big door in front of them that was wide open. Letta immediately widened her eyes when she saw Desi and the house servants holding bright pink balloons with the words Wee Home for Freya, making Letta smile at Marco, who also looked sweetly pleased. Wee, young Miss Freya, Desi and the other servants said, making Marco and Letta smile at each other.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Thank you for the wee. Did you prepare all this yourselves? Letta asked, making Desi nod her head. Yes, we took the initiative to wee our young Miss. I apologize if its not asvish as you might have imagined, Desi said, causing Letta to shake her head. Well then, we should go upstairs. It seems like Freya needs to rest soon, Marco said, making Letta nod. They proceeded to go back inside and ascend the stairs. However, when Letta was about to step into their room, Marco stopped her, causing Letta to look up at her husband with a raised eyebrow. Why? Letta asked. I want to show you something, Marco said, making Letta immediately furrow her brows as her husband led her to a room right next to theirs. Letta knew this was the guest room. Why are we here? Letta asked, making Marco just smile. I want to show you something, Marco replied, making Letta even more curious. What could her husband possibly want to show her? Until finally, Marco reached out and opened the room that had beenpletely transformed, making Letta widen her eyes. They couldnt even say anything. Just by seeing how the room had been transformed so drastically from before. Letta only knew that it was a white-themed room specifically designated for guests or any purpose. But now, the room had been transformed with a harmonious mix of pink and white. White and pink balloons were also hanging in the room. Additionally, there was a baby basket in the middle, not to mention the gifts and dolls surrounding it, leaving Letta unable to evenment. When did you prepare all this? Letta asked, making Marco smile. Actually, it wasnt me who prepared it, because you know Ive been busy waiting for you at the hospital and havent had time to prepare anything. Even for the small gifts for our daughter, I still havent had the chance to do it, Marco said, making Letta squint at him. Then did Desi and the others prepare all this? Letta asked again, making Marco think for a moment. It seems like they also yed a part in setting up all these things, Marco answered, making Letta even more confused. Actually, Mommy prepared all this. I mentioned to Viko that I needed to decorate a baby room for our little daughter, but I didnt have the time. It seems Viko took it to heart and immediately told Mommy. She contacted me right away to say that she would decorate one of the rooms near ours, for our little daughter. I also didnt expect Mommy to prepare all these gifts and decorate it so beautifully. I thought she would just provide a baby basket that we could move to our room, but her enthusiasm was truly exceptional, Marco said, making Letta smile with teary eyes. It was a clear sign that Helena truly epted Freyas presence within their family. Although Letta had been slightly ufortable with Helenas distant demeanor before, the evidence of her care made Letta smile emotionally and look at Marco. Thank you for weing Freya in such a way. So, why didnt Mommye with us to bring Freya home? Letta asked, making Marco reach out and gently stroke Lettas cheek. It seems Mommy also wanted to apany us, but she had to apany Daddy to check on his health. And yes, hopefully everything will be fine, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yes, I also hope everything will be fine. Ill call Mommyter to thank her for decorating the room for Freya in sucha beautiful way, Letta said. Yes, Ill let her know once shes done with all her activities. Its better for now. How about we take Freya into her room and try out the baby basket for her? Marco suggested, making Letta nod. Eventually, they entered the beautifully decorated room, and the sunlight shining through the window was perfect for their babys room. Did Mommy prepare these gifts too? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, Mommy did it all. There are no gifts from anyone else mixed in this room. Its as if this is truly for her beloved granddaughter, Marco said, making Letta slowlyy Freya down in her baby basket. Freya, wearing a headband, looked adorable, making Letta and Marco unable to stop smiling at their beautiful daughter. see our baby Letta then descended the stairs slowly, followed by Marco who was now by her side. Fortunately, Desi was willing to look after Freya for a while, Letta said, making Marco smile. They were currently about to have lunch, with Freya being looked after by Desi for the time being. Letta may not have intended to use a babysitters services, as having Desi around could help her asionally when she needed to do something. Yes, you can ask another servant to watch her for a while, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Finally, they sat at the dining table with the dishes before them, ready for lunch, with Letta immediately filling her te. Letta really filled her te to the brim, making Marco smile. Dontment on whats on my te, you know I have to eat twice as much as usual because Freya needs enough breast milk, so dontment that my body will get fat again, Letta said, making Marco just roll his eyes. Ohe on, I didnt say anything, Marco said, making Letta sigh in frustration. But I know the meaning behind that look and smile. You hold back. Youre definitely going to tease me, arent you? Letta said, making Marco chuckle. Ohe on, Im not that childish. I also know how a nursing mothers version looks, and your body isnt getting fat. Youre just returning to your original form because when you gave birth, your body proportions were really skinny. Forgive me, it must be because Ive been thinking about being far away, Marco asked, still remembering clearly how she struggled to give birth to Freya, her body much thinner than when hest saw her. Forget about such sad things. My body is back to normal now, and yes, it might have been me overdramatizing what happened, Letta said, making Marco caress the side of his wifes face. They then ate in silence, enjoying the food in front of them. Letta, in particr, seemed enthusiastic about feeding her favorite food, knowing that a nursing mother needed sufficient food to increase their breast milk. Until finally, a guard approached Marco. Sir, theres a guest, the guard said, making Marco furrow his brow. Who? Marco asked. Miss Arabe is waiting for you in the living room, the guard said, causing Marco and Lettas hand movements to stop. Marco immediately looked at Letta expressionlessly. Alright, then wait for her. Ill go there, Marco said, making the guard nod before turning around. Do you want to meet her with me? There must be something you want to hear, right? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta didnt deny that she wanted to know what was going on between Marco and Arabe, especially after the previous scandal involving them. Eventually, Marco and Letta stopped their lunch. After that, they met Arabe, who was already in the living room. Letta paused when she saw Arabe and some gifts next to her. Did my arrival surprise you? Arabe asked with a wide smile, making Marco just shrug indifferently, while Letta still didnt know how to express her feelings in weing this unexpected guest. Im sorry foring without notice, but I decided on it suddenly because I just arrived and have to go back to Paris soon, Arabe said, making Marco nod his head. So, whats your purpose? Marco asked, now sitting in front of Arabe, holding Lettas waist tightly. As I said, I want to exin something to your wife. I just want to keep my promise. Even though I know youve already exined it, well, at least making your wife sure is the safe way, Arabe said, winking at Letta, who could only stay silent while blinking her eyes. Alright, lets just get to the point as youve heard before that there was a scandal between me and Marco. Thats true, Arabe said, making Marco widen his eyes, while Letta immediately looked at Marco with questioning eyes. Oh,e on, dont worsen the atmosphere. If you just want to do that, its better for you to leave, Marco said, making Arabe just smile. Im just kidding. Why are you both so sensitive, Arabe said again. Arabe then looked at Letta, who was still looking at her very cautiously. Could it be that Letta really saw her as someone who wouldpete for Marcos heart, Arabe thought, for some reason feeling even more excited to tease Letta. Earlier, I brought some gifts for your child, whats her name, Freya, or whatever it is, and thanks to the birth of your daughter, I finally have a reason toe and meet you, Arabe said again, still not getting any response from Letta. Well, these are just small gifts. I couldnt choose the gifts, so I hope you like them, Arabe said again, making Letta finally try to force a awkward smile. Thank you for the gifts, Letta said. I know that this might be our first meeting since you lost your memory, and we have met a few times before, even though you dont remember, Arabe said again, making Letta fall silent. Letta was frozen not because of her past encounters with Arabe, but about Arabes face, which looked truly beautiful, much more beautiful than she had seen on the screen before. Could it be that Marco rejected such a beautiful woman just to marry her, Letta thought, starting to feel a bit doubtful. I just want to rify whatever youre currently thinking about me and Marco. We did have a rtionship before, but long before that, we were childhood friends. So, we began to realize that what we had was just childhood affection. Thats what someone told me, but for some reason, I also agreed, because right now Im also in love with someone. So, dont worry about the scandal that surfaced some time ago, I deliberately created it because I wanted to get the attention of a man who is now kneeling before me. Yes, forgive me for taking advantage of the situation, but he also needs my help, so I have to have a fair return for this business, right? Arabe said, making Letta blink her eyes as she listened to the exnation from the woman in front of her.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. So, basically, you dont have to worry that I have a scandal with your husband, because I already have another ideal man, and Im not interested in a man who has dumped me, Arabe said, looking at Marco with a displeased expression, while Letta started to soften her smile as she heard Arabes story. It turns out the woman in front of her wasnt as bad as Letta had thought. Arabe turned out to be a friendly and cool person. Although their rtionship had once been as lovers, maybe because they had been friends for a long time, they didnt seem awkward around each other. Well, havent you exined everything already? So, youll leave now, right, because I have to check on our baby, Marco said, subtly ushering Arabe out, making Arabe widen her eyes. Oh, at least be polite and let me meet your daughter, just this once. After that, Ill go to Paris, and who knows when Ille back to this country again. Are you that mean to your childhood friend? Remember, I see you as a childhood friend, not my ex-lover, okay? Arabe asserted, making Letta finally smile broadly at their interaction. Well then, would you like to see our baby before you go? Letta asked, finally making Marco smile, as did Arabe. It seemed Letta was beginning to understand Arabes exnation that there was nothing between them. beloved daughter Letta had just put Freya in her crib when Marco walked over. Marco, with the fresh scent of soap from his recent shower, wafted into Lettas senses, causing her to turn around as he embraced her. Hey, your body is still wet, at least dry off first, Letta said, causing Marco to seem reluctant to release his hold on his wife, and the next moment, Lettas eyes widened as she felt Marco lean into the nape of her neck and sensed his soft, cool lips pressing against her skin. She gazed at her husband. Why? Letta asked, surprised by Marcos sudden action. Its just that I miss you, Marco replied, causing Letta to pull at the corner of her lips. Didnt I go anywhere? Letta retorted, prompting Marco to straighten up and pull Letta into his embrace. Yes, you didnt go anywhere, but I miss our togetherness, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, savoring her husbands gaze, which was now fixed on her. Letta began to understand what Marco meant, as ever since Freya arrived, they had rarely spent time alone. Lettas time was fully consumed by their little daughter, while Marco was busy stabilizing hispany after Jacob and Carlos slowly withdrew from all the chaos they had caused. The time they spent together was only when Marco returned from the office and rested at home, but even then, they didnt talk much, as most nights Letta had to take care of the sometimes fussy Freya. Hence, they rarely spent time as they used to. I apologize for my time being fully consumed by Freya, Letta said with a remorseful look, prompting Marco to reach out and gently stroke Lettas face. You dont need to apologize because what youre doing is taking care of our child, but for some reason, I feel foolish forining like this, Marco said, making Letta smile. Well, I know too, becausetely we have been busy with our own affairs and couldnt spend time together, Letta said, with Marco agreeing with her. So, isnt Freya already asleep now? Marco said, causing Letta to turn to the babys crib, where Freya had just fallen asleep soundly. Letta then looked back at Marco, nodding her head. Yes, Ijust put her to sleep, Letta answered, making Marco smile even wider. That means we can spend some time together, Marco said, making Letta shrug casually. Letta had almost forgotten thest time they had been intimate or spent time alone. After Freyas birth, now three months old, they hadnt done anything that felt intimate, causing Letta to fall silent as she felt Marcos face getting closer. Dry your body first, you might catcha cold, Letta said, holding Marcos shoulder, making Marco shake his head. Letta was about to respond to Marcos words when Marco immediately pressed his lips to Lettas. While they often engaged in sweet kisses like this, when it came to going further, Marco always restrained himself, afraid that he might desire more from Letta. Taking care of Freya, Marco knew it wasnt easy, especially since it was Lettas first experience, and he didnt want to make things difficult for her. But after three months had passed, it seemed that Letta was also getting used to it, and Freya wasnt too fussy either. For Marco, perhaps it was time for him to have some time to himself as a husband. Marco then reached out, pressing Lettas nape even deeper to deepen their kiss, causing Letta to grip Marcos shoulders tightly as she felt Marco slipping his tongue through the parting of her lips, entwining with each other, eventually causing Letta to wrap her arms around Marco even tighter. Marco was right, his body temperature started to rise, but what slightly surprised Letta was something stirring down there between them.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Letta had also realized that Marco didnt just want sweet kisses like this, but more, and it seemed that Letta had to be ready to satisfy her husband. Marco then pulled Lettas waist and led her to the side of the bed, gentlyying her down, making Letta prepared to ept whatever Marco was going to do. As Marco started slipping his hand beneath Lettas clothing, Letta flinched slightly when she felt the cold hand on her stomach, caressing her slowly, until it eventually moved to both of her sensitive sides. Dont press too hard, Letta said, causing Marcos movements to halt. Marco had forgotten that her current condition didnt allow her to be treated however he pleased, as both of her sensitive areas now fully belonged to Freya. I forgot, Marco said with a smile in between their kisses. Marco then released their lip lock, moving to the nape of Lettas neck, nting gentle kisses, leaving a mark. Letta could already feel her body growing warmer, and she could only embrace Marco, reaching out to stroke her husbands damp and refreshing hair that she could smell. Can we do it now? Marco asked, making Letta go silent before nodding her head. Yes, maybe we should do it now. Im sorry, I didnt have much time for you before, Letta said again, making Marco look at her witha sparkling gaze, as if he was looking at Letta like a long-awaited dish. Marco reconnected their lips, savoring the sweetness of his wifes lips. However, when Marco was about to remove Lettas bathrobe, the sound of their little daughters crying suddenly made Marco halt everything they were doing. Letta widened her eyes, as did Marco, who immediately straightened his body, gazing towards Freya, who had started crying loudly. Didnt she just drink breast milk? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, she always feels hungry all the time, Letta said, starting to tidy her hair before getting up from the bed and walking towards Freyas crib. Meanwhile, Marco took a deep breath, roughly rubbing his face. He then looked at the bathrobe he was wearing, even though he was fully ready to continue, but it seemed that their little daughter didnt allow him to touch her mother, Marco thought. Letta then lifted Freya onto the bed and offered her the breast, leaving Marco to sigh deeply as he saw Lettas sensitive areas, which somehow looked even more tempting. Can I try another one? Marco asked, making Letta widen her eyes. Ohe on, dont joke, this is for Freya, Letta said, making Marco finally walk over to his wife and child. Darling, can your dad have a little taste? Come on, share a bit, Marco said, making Freya just stare at her father. Meanwhile, Letta began to smile. Just a little longer, wait until Freya falls back asleep, Letta said, making Marco look at Letta with a pout. Come on, darling, Im more than ready, and I cant possibly wait that long. We dont know how long Freya will sleep. Do I really have to go back to the bathroom and take a cold shower? Marco asked, making Letta look at him with a pleading look. After Freya woke up, Letta also couldnt predict when their little daughter would fall asleep again, especially since they always felt that Freya was hungry at any moment. I beg you, please be patient a little longer, Letta said, finally making Marco sigh deeply and nod his head. Okay, for our beloved daughter, Im willing to give in. Ill just take another shower, Marco said, finally turning around and walking back towards the bathroom to calm himself down, realizing he really had to be patient again. something you want to tell me? Letta had just stepped out of the bathroom, with her bathrobe clinging to her body, when she saw Desi taking care of Freya. Wheres Marco? Letta asked, scanning the room and finding only Desi and her little daughter. Initially, Letta had entrusted Freya to be looked after by Marco, but now the task was being undertaken by Desi. Sir asked me to look after Miss Freya if she woke up, and it seems Sir is busy with something urgent, Desi said, causing Letta to furrow her brow. An urgent matter, then where is Marco now? Letta inquired, walking towards Freya who was watching the hanging toys above her bed. Sir is in his study. He seemed to be in a hurry earlier while answering a call, probably from Pedro, Desi added, nodding her head. Letta then shifted her gaze towards Freya. Isnt she so much like Marco? Letta remarked, making Desi smile. Yes, Miss Freya indeed resembles Sir a lot, Desi replied, making Letta slightly annoyed. Back when she was a baby, she had eyes just like mine, but now her eyes are truly more like her fathers sharp ones, Lettained yfully, and Desi just chuckled. Alright, then I should get ready first, Letta said, turning towards the dressing room. However, her steps halted as she remembered a few days ago when they failed to do something, making Letta feel guilty and slightly disturbed. Finally, Letta turned back, gazing at Desi. It seems like Freya wants to go out. Desi, could you look after Freya for a while? Maybe for about half an hour or an hour, Im not sure, Letta said, causing Desi to contain her smile. Of course, Desi already understood her Ladys intention. Of course, Madam. Ill take care of Miss Freya for as long as you need. Ill watch her until youe to me. And, may I take Miss Freya to the yroom? Desi asked, making Letta look at her with a gleaming gaze.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Of course. And if shes hungry, theres plenty of my breast milk stock in there. So you can warm it up. I have to apany Marco in his study. You dont need to worry and theres no need toe in and out of this room, Letta emphasized, implying that they wouldnt be using the room. Desi looked even more fondly at her mistress, who now had a rosy blush on both sides of her face. Very well, Madam. I understand, Desi replied, skillfully cradling Freya. Since Freyas birth, Letta didnt really need a babysitter, but sometimes, when she wanted to do something, Letta always asked for Desis help. It turned out that Desi was not only diligent in taking care of the house but also in taking care of the baby, and Letta learned a lot from her. Alright, then Ill get dressed first. You can take Freya to the yroom, Letta said, making Desi nod. Letta then nced back at Desi, admiring how she carried and cared for her little daughter with such sincerity. Sometimes, Letta felt touched seeing her little daughter being showered with love from the people around her. Not just Desi, but also her grandmother and grandfather who visited their home more often just to meet Freya. Her rtionship with Helena had also improved, as they no longer felt awkward, often chatting and asking about childcare. Helena wasnt as bad as she seemed all this time. She had a maternal instinct, although sometimes strict, but for Letta, it was understandable. Until finally, Letta continued her steps towards the dressing room to get dressed and choose an outfit suitable for her. But Lettas movement stopped as she remembered that she had one dress that she bought with Marco long before they even went to Chicago. But Letta had never worn it. Nevertheless, Letta began searching for the dress as she almost forgot how long ago it was purchased. Eventually, Letta smiled when she saw a dress with very thin fabric that only covered a few parts of her body. The dress was a bright red color that contrasted sharply with her fair white skin. Will I be okay if I wear it? Letta murmured. Because Letta felt that her body, after giving birth, had undergone many changes, especially her sensitive sides, and her buttocks, which for some reason felt rounder. Letta didnt know, although Marco said it was good, she stillcked confidence. Finally, Letta let out a long breath and tried to pick up the clothing in front of her, putting it on. The next moment, Letta widened her eyes as she saw her reflection in therge mirror. The fabric really only covered her sensitive areas, making Letta immediately blush. What would Marcos reaction be if he saw her dressed so provocatively, Letta wondered. Letta then looked at her reflection, not too bad, she thought, finally reaching for her nightgown. Letta couldnt go out to Marcos office dressed like that. Letta finally chose to wear a simrly toned nightgown and began to walk to the dressing table, applying makeup as subtly as possible so that she didnt look too pale. After drying her hair, she was ready to face the battle with Marco. Letta hoped that Marco wouldnt feel strange about her appearance, although deep down, of course, Letta longed for apliment from her husband. With her heart pounding fast, Letta slowly began to approach. Fortunately, there were no servants around the second floor, so Letta didnt have to feel awkward or strange for wearing such a bright color. Letta then reached out her hand to gently knock on Marcos office door. Come in, Marco replied, causing Letta to push the door slowly and peek at her husband. This caused Marco to tilt his head when he saw Letta hesitating to enter his office. Why, darling? Do you need something? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, I was just looking for you. May Ie in? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes,e in, Marco replied, making Letta try to calm herself before finally opening the door wide and walking in. Even from behind the sses he was wearing, Marco looked like he was examining his own appearance from head to toe. And behold, for some reason, Letta felt that at that moment, her husband looked absolutely handsome in his casual attire that now wrapped around his body, and the sses perched on his tall nose made Marcos appearance truly perfect. Why, is there something wrong? Wheres Freya? Marco asked, reaching out his hand, making Letta immediately embrace it. Then, she walked towards Marcos side, and Marco promptly pulled Lettas waist and seated his wife on hisp. Freya was ying with Desi earlier. Desi mentioned that there was something urgent. Is there a problem? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, its just a report from Pedro that I cant leave. So, I started checking the files in the office. I didnt intend to leave Freya for even a moment, but yes, this is very urgent, Marco exined, making Letta nod her head. Well, its okay. You can call Desi if youre busy. Besides, I just took a quick shower, and Freya seems happy with Desi, Letta said, making Marco nod. They fell silent for a moment. Letta didnt know what to do now and where to start, and it seemed that Marco realized it. Marco then reached out his hand and gently caressed Lettas cheek. Why? Is there something you want to tell me? Marco asked, making Letta nod with a hesitant expression. Yes, for anything else. Marco continued to gaze at his wife with a questioning look, Why do you seem hesitant? Is there some issue or do you want to buy something, perhaps, or do you want to go out? Marco asked, starting to guess his wifes desires, causing Letta to shake her head. Then what is it? Say it, Marco asked, hugging his wifes waist, finally prompting Letta to reach out and pull Marco closer, before Marcos eyes widened when Letta suddenly kissed his lips. Not just a kiss, Marco could feel Letta moving between his lips. How her soft lips were now trying to y with his, until Letta stopped the kiss. After that, she gazed at Marco with a flushed face, before Letta immediately hid her blushing face in the crook of her husbands neck, making Marco only able to smile at her endearing behavior. Ah, Im really embarrassed, Letta said in a coquettish tone, making Marco gently embrace his wife. Why be ashamed? Isnt it normal for a wife to kiss her husband? Marco replied, making Letta shake her head, stil] not daring to meet Marcos gaze. Its because I rarely do it. I feel like a fierce woman attacking her own husband, Letta said, making Marco chuckle. Its okay, you did it because its your own husband, just dont do it to another man, Marco said, making Letta release her embrace and look at Marco.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Of course, how could I dare do it with another man, when with you Im always like this, Letta said, making Marco just smile in response. Marco then examined his wife and began to realize that there was something different about Letta. Letta looked more beautiful, and even without makeup, Letta was already very beautiful, but now she looked truly different. She also smelled delightful, which Marco liked, her hair looked neatlybed, and the clothes she wore were unusual, causing Marco to start picking up signals from his wifes appearance. Until finally, Marco realized it. Marco then smiled. Why, shall we continue? Marco asked, winking, making Letta yfully hit Marcos shoulder. Dont talk like that. Im getting even more embarrassed, Letta said, once again making Marcough. I just feel guilty because a few days ago we didnt get the chance to do it, and this time, it seems like we have time because Freya is ying with Desi, Letta said hesitantly, making Marco nod. Alright, Im ready, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Finish your work first. I can wait for you, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, I can finish my workter. I have to take care of something more important first, Marco said, as Letta was about to respond, when Marco silenced her with a quick kiss. No objections. Werent you already nning to do it? So, we will do it. Where? Here, or move to the bedroom, or perhaps in the bathroom? Marco asked, making Letta feel flustered again, as Marco teased her openly. Well do it here, right? I mean, theres a long sofa here, we can do it, right? Letta confirmed, making Marco nod his head. Yes, just like that. Besides, we can do it anywhere. You just rx, your husband is very skilled at trying out different styles, Marco said, making Letta really want to disappear in front of her husband, especially when Marco always spoke so frankly like this. Why dont we go to the bedroom? Maybe you might not feelfortable here, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. No, because I keep my breast milk stock in the bedroom. Im afraid Desi might need it. So its better for us to stay here. I also told Desi that I would apany you while you work in your office, so she wont disturb us for a while, Letta said, making Marco nod again. It seemed that seeing his wifes reaction, Letta was ready to go because she had prepared, even down to the breast milk stock for Freya, Marco thought. Alright. So, first of all, what should we do? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. Do it as usual. Dont we usually not talk about it beforehand? We just do it directly, right? Letta said, making Marco just smile. Well, who knows, maybe youve forgotten the procedure, considering how long its been since west did it, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Come on, Im just following my instincts and following what you want, Letta said, as Marco smiled teasingly at her. Alright, how about some warm-up first? Marco continued, winking, making Letta fall silent with a flushed face, and for some reason, it made Marco even more fond of his wife. Marco then began to reach his hand across his wifes slender neck, stroking his thumb behind Lettas ear, making Letta close her eyes, feeling the small electric shocks now spreading across every inch of her skin, all from the gentle touch of her husband. I love your scent like this, Marco whispered into the crook of Lettas neck, making Letta only able to press her shoulder and grip him tightly. Did you prepare all this for tonight? he asked again, only to be answered by Lettas nod. Then, Marco lifted Lettas waist to sit facing him, and Letta could sitfortably, now sitting properly in her husbandsp. So, do I have plenty of time to y with my wife here? Marco asked, making Letta smile again. Yes, as long as Freya isnt fussy, you have as much time as you want, Letta said, making Marco pull the corner of his lips. Then, he tasted the crook of Lettas neck, until Marco returned to unite their lips, feeling each others heartbeat, the rising body temperature making Letta reach out, gripping Marcos soft hair, then giving small massages, allowing Marco to feel his wifes touch again. Marco then lowered his kisses to Lettas slender neck, leaving marks of passion on his wifes neck, while Letta began to slowly open the nightgown she was wearing. Letta couldnt think of anything now because Marco had managed to draw her in. Letta was also curious about Marcos reaction when she revealed what she was wearing, until finally, the nightgown slowly descended past her shoulders and arms, causing Letta to stop, slightly loosening her embrace, gazing at Marco who was now in herp, looking incredibly stunning. Her face flushed with the matching lingerie made Marco go wild, and he could only roughly caress her face. Why dont you like it? Letta asked, starting to worry about her husbands response. Marco then looked back at Letta. No, how could I not like it? Im just afraid that I wont be able to control myself and end up locking you up in the office all day. Im afraid Ill be greedy and selfish and wont give in to Freya, Marco said, making Letta smile. Yes, for anything else, you can do it, just never take Freyas time, Letta said, making Marco smile again. Marco thenpletely took off the nightgown and threw it in any direction, making Letta look extremely alluring on Marcosp, with the lingerie hugging her beautiful body. Just seeing her like this was enough to drive Marco crazy. Marco reached out, touching every inch of Lettas skin, making Letta close her eyes and tilt her head back, allowing Marco to see the red marks he had left on her slender neck. May I taste it? Marco gazed at the red fabric that now enveloped his wifes body, highlighting her prominent sensuality, causing Marco to greedily gaze at every inch of her skin, while Letta could only embrace him and tilt her head back to savor every touch Marco bestowed upon her. Why are you only wearing it now? Marco asked in one of his flirtatious tones, to which Letta could only murmur, Because I am finally ready to wear it, Letta replied, causing Marco to smile. Marco then began to caress Lettas long legs, certain that she was sitting on hisp, Is thisfortable? Marco asked again. Yes, for now it is stillfortable, we can move to the sofater, Letta replied with a soft whisper, the warm breaths they exchanged causing their bodies to react to each other, until Marco once again tilted his head to gaze at Lettas blushing face. How beautiful the light makeup looked on his wifes face, making her even more enchanting. Marco then kissed Lettas cheek before locking their lips once again, causing Letta to grip his shoulders tightly. Marco then began to untie the small strings that were in front of him, freeing Lettas previously tightly bound sensitive areas from the thin fabric that now made her sensitive sides more visible and taut, making Marco gaze at her. May I taste it? Marco asked, winking one of his eyes, making Lettapletely unable to resist her husbands temptation. Remember, dont be greedy because this is Freyas part, Letta said again, making Marco only smile faintly, and the next moment Letta couldnt say anything anymore, when Marco started ying with it, gently caressing it, making Letta only draw her body closer. Is it okay like this? Look, Marco said again, as he saw the fluid nowing out from Lettas sensitive areas, making Letta shake her head, Its okay, Letta said, making Marco finally bow down and eagerly taste both of Lettas sensitive areas, making Letta truly feel something she hadnt felt in a long time, how her sensitive sides now felt even tighter, just with Marco ying with her body like that, soft moans now filling Marcos workspace, making Marco unable to resist the moans Letta was releasing.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Marco began to extend his hand, caressing Lettas long legs, then trailing up her back, and ending at Lettas back, which had undergone quite a significant change, even making Marco feel that his wifes body looked even more ideal after giving birth. Some parts that Marco liked seemed even more enticing, until Letta was slightly surprised when Marco touched her eagerly. Does it hurt? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head, No, I was just a little surprised by how vigorously you yed with it, Letta said, making Marco smile. Letta then extended her hand, touching Marcos lips, which appeared wet from the fluid he had just eagerly sucked. It doesnt taste bad, Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta then extended her hand, massaging the back of Marcos ears sensually, making Marco gaze at his increasingly alluring wife, before Letta leaned in again, as if she was going to take over their game. Letta got off Marcosp without releasing her kiss, making Marco only able to hold onto his wifes waist. Letta released the link of their lips by standing in front of him, allowing Marco to see more clearly the shape of her body. Letta then turned to look for something on Marcos desk, then lifted her long hair, revealing her back and the alluring parts of her body, making Marco stroke the corner of his lips in satisfaction. Letta turned out to be looking for something to tie her beautiful flowing hair, before turning back to Marco and smiling when Marco seemed satisfied with her current appearance. Letta began to kneel in front of Marco, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows, I dont know if my game will meet your expectations, but yes, I will try, Letta said, making Marco still unmoved, seeing how his wife was now beneath him, starting to extend his hand and touch something that now belonged to him. Marco knew what Letta was going to do when Letta extended her hand and caressed his pulsating core, especially when Letta began to slip in and bring it out, making Marco only groan enjoying the gentle touch from his wife. Are you sure you want to do this? Marco asked, making Letta nod, Tonight, I promised to make you happy, didnt I? Letta said, making Marco extend his hand to caress Lettas face, pulling her closer, and the next moment Marco could grip the arms of hisrge chair when he felt the warmth and softness of his core inside Lettas mouth, enjoying the tongue that was now ying with it. Marco began to adjust his sitting position, enjoying every suck, the rhythm of suction that Letta provided, making Marco start helping Letta to hold her hair that sometimes obstructed her face. Marco saw how beautiful Letta looked beneath him, ying with his core. Sweat began to drench Marcos muscr body, making Marco finally take off the clothes he was wearing, revealing his athletic body that he had maintained all this time. Marco groaned loudly as something now came out from within him, causing Letta to stop her movements, but that was not enough to make him stop; his core was still not satisfied with just the first release. Marco then pulled Letta closer, reuniting their lips, feeling the remaining fluid on his wifes lips eagerly. Marco pressed Lettas nape before biting her lower lip, making Letta moan quite loudly. Marco then straightened his body, without releasing their lip lock, then lifted Letta to sit on his work table, clearing anything that was piled up there. It was as if Marco didnt care about the scattered files now littering the floor. With one pull, Marco removed the thin clothing clinging to his wifes body, making Letta nowpletely exposed before Marco, allowing Marco to freely touch every inch of her skin. Marco then cupped both of Lettas sensitive areas, continuing to y with his tongue against Lettas, entwining each other, making Letta moan into their kiss. Letta could only grip her husbands hair, giving a strong massage, as if her body was truly unable to contain the surge that had been building and was now difficult for her to withstand. Until finally, Letta could feel it when Marco lifted both of her long legs, causing Letta to lean back. Marco released their lip lock, looking at Lettas mncholic face, Its my turn, Marco said, making Letta silent as Marco began to kiss each of her long legs, making Letta only able to close her eyes, especially when Marco began to bend down, holding both of Lettas long legs that were now spread wide in front of him. This was the first time they had been so intimate since Letta gave birth to Freya, and this was the first time for them to rekindle their love for each other. For them, Freya was not an obstacle, but they tried to devote all their attention to their beloved daughter; these were the important things they did for their precious daughter. I love you Letta could feel Marco bowing his body, drawing closer to her core, and the next moment, Letta could only clench her hands as she felt something soft now spreading through her core. As Marco greedily savored her essence, Letta could only moan, softly uttering Marcos name. This only drove Marco wilder down there. Marco yed with her core, slipping his tongue, savoring every bit of liquid there, making Lettas core blush and seem even more tempting, making Marco relentless in devouring whatevery before him. Finally, Marco halted his movements, gazing at Letta who now appeared mesmerizing before him. Marco then reached out, caressing Lettas sensitive side, before slowly entering her, causing Letta to arch and close her eyes, while continuing to y with her fingertips. Marco observed every expression Letta disyed, how she enjoyed it, until he sat up, pulling Letta to connect their lips, never stopping his y on Lettas core. Marco could feel how Letta began to reciprocate his kiss eagerly, as if the game on her core pulled her to release what was boiling inside her. Letta kissed Marco fervently as his y wrecked havoc on her core, until he released her lips and leaned down again, devouring Lettas core voraciously, teasing it, making her legs tremble, as his tongue and fingers ravaged her core. Eventually, Marco felt his fingers being sucked strongly by Lettas core, as if it was sucking hard, making Marco slowly pull them away, with the sticky fluid clinging to his fingers. Marco then savored it sensually, making Letta catch her breath. Eventually, Marco brought his core closer, feeling that Lettas core was ready to merge with his, pushing slowly. Letta arched again, while Marco tried to push further. Marco felt that Lettas core, for some reason, showed no signs of change but felt even more constricting on his core, as he tried to push deeper. Letta moaned deeply as their union truly felt, making her whole body tremble, until Marco felt that his entire essence was inside Lettas core. Only then did Marco slowly move, holding both of Lettas legs, linking them to his waist. It was then that Marco began to move, seeing Letta before him, resting on her hands, disying a beautiful face, and her sensitive sides that looked so enchanting before Marco. Marco groaned as his movements quickened, making Letta continuously utter his name, which sounded beautiful to Marcos ears. Eventually, Marco pulled Lettas waist and embraced her into hisp. Marco tried to keep moving, making Letta only able to embrace her husband. Letta could feel Marcos core piercing deeper, making her body sweat, perfectly sticking to her husbands bare body. Letta then grasped Marcos hair, connecting their lips, intensifying their game, which now felt more intense. Finally, Marco walked towards the long sofa in the middle of the room, lowered Letta, detached their cores, then instructed Letta to turn around. And that was when Marco saw how her back glistened, kissing it with a sensation that made Letta moan Marcos name incessantly. Marco left red marks on Lettas back, before starting to push his core into Lettas core from behind. Marco began to pull Lettas waist, to deepen the thrusts he gave, and Letta became more powerless as Marco elerated his movements. And that was when Marco could feel Lettas core sucking his core deeper, feeling each contraction she gave, signifying her first release. Marco disconnected their cores, turned Letta over, and then kissed her. Marco teased Letta again, using his gentle tongue, savoring it strongly, making Letta only press behind Marcos ear, as if the suction felt was not enough to clean all the fluid that Letta had just released, before Marco united their cores again. Marco moved when Lettas core still felt tighter. Before finally adjusting his movements, Letta, who seemed to be catching her breath, made Marco bow his body, savoring both of Lettas sensitive sides, while continuing to move below. I love you, murmured Marco in the midst of their intimacy, causing Letta to nod her head. Me too. I love you more, Letta replied. Eventually, Marco tried to quicken his movements, making Letta tremble intensely, and the next moment, a suppressed moan from Marco was heard as each thrust felt deeper into Lettas core. Marco released all of his fluids into Lettas core, finally copsing onto her body, drenched in sweat. Letta could feel how their hearts beat in sync with each other. Marco kissed Lettas face, as if the kiss was incessantly expressing the happiness that Marco currently felt. Finally, Marco sat up again, pulling his core, as the fluid seemed to fill Lettas core and clean it. After that, hey beside Letta and began to close his eyes. Their exhausting y made Letta seem to want nothing but to rest her very exhausted body, but it was a well-deserved reward for their intense y. Marco stroked Lettas head, as he felt his wife starting to breathe evenly. Marco smiled at the y his wife had given, of course, Marco was satisfied with whatever they did. I love you, and J will never leave you, no matter what, Marco said again. After that, he hugged his wife, sleeping on the long chair in their workspace, momentarily forgetting all their work and responsibilities, just to enjoy the time alone they needed tofort themselves from all the exhaustion they had been enduring every day. Marco savored the scent of his wifes body, strongly, a very familiar aroma, a scent that he liked very much. Marco began to stroke Lettas stomach, then moved towards her sensitive areas, gently touching them, disturbing Letta from her sleep. Dont tease me anymore, Im really tired, Letta said, sounding like a whisper, making Marco only tug at the corner of his lips. Moreover, Freya out there still seems to be having fun with Desi, so it might not be a problem if we have another round, Marco whispered in Lettas ear, making Letta smile. Then, let me rest for just a few minutes. I need to restore my energy, Letta smiled, making Marco grin as he kissed the back of Lettas neck, teasing her again so that his wife couldnt rest for a while. Come on, if you keep this up, I wont be able to apany Freyater, Letta said, but Marco seemed not to care, he kept teasing Letta by continuously kissing the back of his wifes ear. I will take care of her. You can rest as much as you wantter, Marco said, making Letta turn to look at her husband. You promise? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes. Have I ever lied to you? Look, down there is already waking up, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes as Marco brought his core closer to the back of Letta, making Letta feel something protruding there. Come on, I just closed my eyes and was about to rest, but youre already teasing me like this, Letta said, making Marco just shrug nonchntly.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Because you always tease me like this, I cant let my wifes body idle like this, especially in this state. Youre truly very tempting, Marco said, making Letta truly amazed by the stamina her husband possessed. respect Desi’s feelings. This time, Letta did not follow her husbands wishes. She chose to walk towards the bathroom that was indeed in the office space, ignoring Marcos shouts asking her to do the next round. I have to apany Freya immediately, dear, Letta eximed, now inside the bathroom. I promise I will take care of her. You can rest as much as you wantter, Marco replied, now following Lettas steps into the bathroom. I dont believe all your words. You will surely leave Freya immediately after getting a call from Pedro, Letta retorted. I promise to turn off my phone while you rest, and I will apany Freya. How about it, do you agree? Marco replied, leaving Letta speechless. Letta then chose to turn on the hot water tap to fill the bathtub she was going to use. Before finally looking at the reflection in therge mirror in front of her, disying Marco who was now examining every inch of her body. Letta couldnt help but notice how attractive her husbands muscr body looked. Just imagining it made Letta instantly tempted, but she shook her head. Of course, her duty as a mother meant Letta had to take care of her body so she wouldnt get tired because Freya needed her. Eventually, Marco approached, then hugged Letta from behind, kissing her clearly exposed shoulder. Come on, just one more time. I promise it wont be more than that, Marco said, making Letta sigh deeply. You promise? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, I promise, Marco replied. But Im tired. I dont have any energy left, Letta said, making Marco turn his wifes shoulder around and look at her, enjoying it. You just need to be still. I will take over the game. How about it, am I not very skilled at it? Marco asked, winking, making Letta finally sigh deeply because it was impossible for Letta not to grant her husbands request when Marco continued to embrace her like this. Alright, but dont me me if youre not satisfied with my performance. Didnt I do it earlier? So this time, you can do whatever you want, Ill just stay still, okay? Letta replied, making Marco immediately show his broad smile. Understood, Madam, I will serve Madam so that Madam can be very satisfied, Marco said, making Letta just smile. The next moment, Marco didnt even wait any longer, pulling Letta into his embrace again, reuniting their lips, ignoring the tap water that was now overflowing the bathroom floor. They enjoyed the heat of their lovemaking, as if not satisfied with doing it just once. Marco and Letta felt something surging within themselves that they couldnt restrain. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Freya seemed drowsy in Desis arms, making Desi pat the little misss back with an expanding smile. Until someone stopped Desis movement, making Desi look up when Pedro was behind her. Its better to take the youngdy inside now, especially since its starting to get cloudy outside, Pedro said, making Desi look up at the sky around her, as she had previously taken Freya to y in the garden. Desi then stood up, nodded, and entered the house followed by Pedro. Like the people in therge house, Pedro was also drawn to Freyas beautiful face, which now looked very adorable in Desis arms. Our youngdy is indeed beautiful, Desi said, making Pedro look at Desi, who was gazing at the little miss. Yes, of course, Pedro replied, making Desi smile. Now thisrge house feels warm because of the cry of a child. Later, we will also hearughter, the sound of her running around the house. That will surely liven up the atmosphere of this house, Desipared the current situation to when Letta entered the house. Desi vividly remembered her fear when she first came. She remembered how scared she was just to meet Marco. Even the act of looking up when passing by her master was something very frightening for Desi. However, slowly, Desi began to get used to it because Marco, though stern and cold-looking, never once tortured the guards or the servants if they were not at fault. And over the years, the servants began to leave one by one. Some wanted to get married, some wanted to get other jobs, some were just tired of all the routines as servants in Marcos house. Desi was the only one left. For now, she was the head servant. Although she was still young, Pedro appointed Desi as the head servant to oversee the other servants. And she has maintained that trust until now. Desi has never left the house. She rarely even takes annual leave, which sometimes makes Pedro furrow his brow when looking at Desi, who seemed to truly dedicate her life to Marcosrge house. Although it was no different from what he did for Marco, as Pedro was also a faithful hand and foot to Marco. Pedro rarely spent his days taking care of his own life. He lived by taking care of all his masters affairs. Arent you going home? Desi asked, making Pedro seemingly interested again and look at Desi beside him. Pedro even remembered how he first met Desi. Pedro saw Desiing in and out of the store looking for a job, but no one epted her. And thats when Pedro offered her a job in therge house. Pedro thought Desi would onlyst a few months, because she had a small and frail-looking body. But it turned out she was hardworking and very diligent. She did anything. And even though her face showed fear when seeing Marco and himself, Desi never faltered or ran away from that house. She just needed to bow her head and try to control her breath. I have to wait for the Master. Theres something I need to discuss with him, Pedro said again, making Desi nod her head. It seems the Master is spending time with the Mistress, so we cant wait for him. Thats why Freya is with me, Desi said, making Pedro look back at Desi. How long has it been? Pedro asked again. Since I started ying with Freya, when she woke up from her sleep. Yes, quite a while. But I also have no intention of disturbing them. After all, the youngdy isnt fussy and isnt crying, so I let the Mistress spend time with the Master. The Mistress also mentioned she would apany the Master in his office, Desi exined.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. Alright, then Ill wait too. I wont disturb them, Pedro said. Okay, Ill put Little Miss Freya to sleep first. After that, Ill make you a drink, Desi said, making Pedro nod. Pedro then looked at the small back that was now carrying Freya to the second floor. Somehow, Pedro could never refuse the tea made by Desi. Although Pedro wasnt particrly fond of colored drinks like coffee, tea, or anything of the sort, he always drank in water. But if Desi served it, Pedro never once refused. Pedro could even finish it, even if the tea was still a little hot. It had be a habit for Pedro when he came, and Desi would immediately prepare tea for him. The same tea that he had enjoyed all this time without any change, making Pedro also unaware of why he had a habit that was different from his usual habits, just to respect Desis feelings. I miss you Time flew by quickly, especially for Letta, who every day observed the development of her beloved childs every movement. This made Letta smile as she watched Freya slowly take her first steps on the grass in theirrge backyard. Freya looked enthusiastic and warmly smiled at Letta. Arent you excited, Madam? Desi, who was apanying them, said, making Letta nod her head. She seems happy to be able to take her steps. She seems to be saying, Hooray, I can run now, Letta said, making both of themugh. Eventually, Freya started walking towards Letta, and Letta reached out her hand to grab her little ones hand. Letta immediately embraced Freya, kissing her chubby cheeks, which looked very adorable. Its hard to believe shes already 1 year old. It feels like just yesterday I felt the incredible pain of struggling to give birth to her, Letta said, stroking her daughters head as she ate the fruits in front of her. Indeed, Madam. Time flies very quickly, Desi said. They then enjoyed the clear sky in the evening in the backyard until the sound of footsteps made Letta turn around and smile broadly when she saw Marco walking, hiding something from behind. My Princess, Iming, Marco said, making Freya look directly at her father. After that, Freya stretched out her arms, indicating she wanted to be immediately picked up by Marco. Marco ran and then hugged her. You miss me? Marco asked, making Freya nod her head. I miss you too, Marco replied. Letta then nced at the teddy bear that her husband was now hiding. Did you buy a gift for Freya? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, I identally saw this brown teddy bear in a shop. I thought Freya would like it, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Even though the teddy bears were already filling the entire contents of the small room she had turned into Freyas nursery, Marco was buying another one. It seems Freyas teddy bear collection is growing, Letta said, making Marco shrug. Marco then looked back at Freya in his arms. Look, beautiful miss, what your father has brought for you, Marco said, making Freya look at Marco with sparkling eyes.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Theres a beautiful teddy bear for you. Do you like it? Marco said, making Freya smile widely and p her hands, indicating that she really liked it, making Marco smile happily too. So, you like it? Marco said again, making Freya nod her head while kissing her fathers cheek, making Marco respond with a series of kisses to his little daughters cheek, making themugh. Until Letta pulled Freya from Marcos embrace. Lets go inside. You must be tireding home from the office, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Let me carry Freya, Marco said, making Letta finally walk into the house, with Marco asionally joking with Freya. Meanwhile, Letta carried his suit and work bag and instructed Desi to prepare their dinner when Freya and Marco went up to the second floor, where their room was. How was work at the office? Everythings fine? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Marco thenid Freya on the bed as he began to take off his work clothes one by one. Then, he walked over to Letta, who was putting away her papers, and embraced his wife. Yes, everything is going well. I missed you, Marco said, kissing Lettas neck, making Letta just smile. Is that so? It seems my husband has a desire when he approaches me like this, Letta said, making Marco chuckle. How could I be sweet only to ask for something? Dont I always treat you sweetly every day? Marco said, making Letta just shrug. But I always know when you approach me like this. It means you must want something from me, Letta said, turning around and looking at Marco, who pulled Letta into his embrace. It turns out my wife is very sensitive, Marco said, making Letta just pout as she nced at Freya ying with her toys on the bed. So, just tell me the bottom line, Letta, who seemed unable to be deceived by Marco, said, making Marco finally smile as he gently kissed Lettas lips. Apany me to dinner, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. Dinner at home for once, Mommy? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, its my coworkers birthday party, Marco said, making Letta fall silent because this was the first time Marco had asked her to apany him to a party. Does that mean youll be introducing me to a lot of people? Letta asked again, making Marco nod his head. For me, its time to show off my beautiful wife. I cant keep letting you stay at home all the time. Besides, Freya will be going to school soon, and you need social interaction around you. But dont worry, I will handle anything thates with this decision of mine. Moreover, were just going to a party, it wont have as big an impact as you think, Marco said, making Letta fall silent before finally returning her husbands gaze. There will probably be a lot of paparazzi waiting to see who youe with, because youve alwayse alone so far, right? Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, thats no problem. Besides, thats my intention. So, will you apany me toa party? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent before finally letting go of her husbands embrace. I dont know, Ill think about itter, Letta said, then walked over to Freya. The event is tomorrow night, so think quickly and make a decision, or else Ill go with Pedro, Marco said, making Letta pout. You should just go with Pedro. No need to invite me if youre morefortable with Pedro, Letta said, making Marcough. So, now my wife is jealous of my subordinate. Come on, its Pedro. Im not going to bring another woman, Marco said. But I seem to be more jealous when I see you constantly with Pedro,pared to with other women. Because you spend more time with Pedro throughout the day than with me and Freya, Letta said, making Marco burst intoughter. Alright, Ill convey thatint to Pedro tomorrow, and it seems hell immediately keep his distance from me when I mention it, Marco said, making Letta just smile and shrug. Letta immediately instructed Marco to clean up first before she started putting Freya to bed. After that, Letta had to apany her husband for dinner, and then they would chat. Only then would they rest. Thats the daily routine Letta has been following since bing a mother and bing Marcos wife. Letta felt that every day time passed by quickly. I know what you mean It looks like I should just cancel the event and we should enjoy some time alone, Letta said, making Marco freeze for a moment before smiling and pulling Letta closer by the waist. You look absolutely stunning tonight, Marco whispered by Lettas ear, making Lettas lips twitch. Shall I just cancel the event and we enjoy some time alone? Marco said, making Letta yfully pat his shoulder.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Oh,e on. Didnt you say this was an important event? Letta said, making Marco put on a sad face. Yes, I did say it was an important event, but if you look this ravishing, Ill genuinely be mad if any man is captivated by you. I cant share the beauty that I should have for myself with everyone else, Marco said, making Letta look at her husband with a puzzled expression. Of course, this behavior of her husbands was not a rare urrence when he admired her. Alright then, Ill be the one to cancel the event. You can just go with Pedro, Letta said, making Marco shake his head once again. No, I wont even choose to go with Pedro. So, it seems I have to endure even though Ill be annoyed if people pay attention to my wife, Marco said, leaning in to kiss Letta, who stopped him by holding his shoulder. Dont ruin my makeup. Didnt you pay a lot to have me done up like this? Letta said, making Marco look at her with a mournful expression. Come on, just one kiss. I promise I wont ruin it, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, you have to hold back until we get back from the party, Letta said firmly. But thats a long time. We might not know when well be leaving the party, and youll make me suffer like this until then. Come on, I cant bear it, Marco said, making Letta shrug and release herself from Marcos embrace, which was now gripping her waist. Thats your risk, and you have to endure it yourself. So, rather than beingte, lets just go now, Letta said, picking up her handbag and walking towards Freya, who was already fast asleep. Sweetheart, you stay with Desi for now. Okay, I promise I wont be long. I have to apany your dad, who seems like hell be sulking throughout the party, so sleep tight, Letta said, kissing Freyas forehead, making Freya furrow her brow. Letta then straightened herself, looking at Marco, who was still giving her a hungry look. I was kind enough to apany you to this party, and youre sulking like this, Letta said, making Marco let out a long sigh. Alright then, even though Ill have to bite my fingers not to touch my wife even a bit, Marco said, then pulling Letta closer by the waist. But let me just savor your scent for a moment, Marco said, about to respond to his words before Marco leaned into Lettas neck, inhaling his wifes scent deeply before releasing her. Done? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Now, for a few minutes, Ill have to smell your scent so I can resist the urge to kiss you, Marco said, making Letta roll her eyeszily, knowing it was just a ploy from her husband. They then left the room and immediately met Desi. Please take care of Freya until wee back. We dont know what time well be back, and her breast milk supply is prepared in the room, Letta said, making Desi nod her head. Of course, maam. Enjoy your evening, Desi said, making Letta smile. Thank you, Desi, Letta said, then following Marco down the stairs, they were greeted by Pedro and entered the ck car that would take them to the party venue. On the way, Letta looked at Marco, who had been focused on his phone all this time. Why was the party canceled? Letta asked, as Marco furrowed his brow. Not just that, I dont know. If yes, the party is currently working together with a foundation. I just read the invitation carefully, Marco said, making Letta furrow her eyebrows. A foundation? It seems like their client is a good one, Letta said, making Marco shrug nonchntly. Well, lets just assume its to attract public attention. You know, this party is inviting many news hunters, so Im sure hell just put on his fake face by mentioning it on the invitation, Marco replied, making Letta shake her head. Dont be so cynical. If you want, you can do it too. Isnt a Marco Jovanka also capable of hosting a party like this? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, I dont need to, because well, I can do anything without having to be publicized like this. Its too cheap, Marco said, making Letta smirk. Of course, the dignity of a Marco Jovanka was very high and iparable to anyone else. Letta then looked outside. It had been a long time since she had left the house, as her days were upied by Freya and spent around Marcos grand mansion. Next time, I want to take Freya out of our house, Letta said, making Marco look at his wife. Yes, forgive me for my busyness over the past year in restructuring thepany. I have forgotten my duty as a father to take you all out to y, Marco said. Yeah, you know that Freya needs socialization with people outside. She cant just stay at home all the time. I feel the same way, Letta said, causing Marco to nod. I understand, thats why tonight I decided to introduce you to the public. I have also been thinking about Freyas future, and I think I can handle my fears this time. Even though I dont know the extent of the dangers that maye my way, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Come on, dont talk like that again. There are many famous people who publicize their private lives, but they are fine. Besides, Im just a woman who, if publicized, they will just stare at you, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Come on, even I, Marco Jovanka, can be attracted to you like this, let alone people out there. Yes, even though I dont want anything bad to happen to us, I still have to be cautious. After tonight, I will enhance security for you. Although you are now free to go anywhere, even without me, and will be known by people, you must believe that you are the wife of Marco Jovanka. You can do whatever you want. I apologize for restricting you in that mansion all this time, I didnt mean to confine you. I just wasnt ready to expose you to the public. I was afraid you would attract more attention, Marco said, making Letta only smile. Yes, I know what you mean. Even though its hard for you to express it again. Besides, I dont mind living in that mansion and just spending time as I should, especially now with Freya. Its not that important to me whether I am known or not out there, Letta said, finally making Marco smile. this is my wife Marco then nced at Letta, who was beginning to regte her breathing. They had now arrived at the meeting building where the party was being held. Are you nervous? Marco asked, causing Letta to gaze at her husband for a moment before nodding her head. Earlier, at home, I felt fine. But after seeing how crowded it is out there, I dont think my knees will be able to support my body. Should we just go back? Letta asked, making Marco smile and shake his head.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. If youre feeling weak, thats not a reason to skip the party. I can help you, Marco said, winking, to which Letta immediately shook her head. Of course not. Thats not an option I would ever consider. It would draw attention. Justing with you, well definitely be immediately highlighted by various media, especially with your behavior like that, Letta said, making Marco chuckle. Alright, then you canpose yourself for as long as you need. When youre ready, well go out, Marco said, making Letta nod her head for a moment. A few minutester, Letta tried to reassure herself that she was ready to go to the party. Although she still felt shaky, it wasnt something that would stop her from introducing herself as Marco Jovankas wife. So, are you ready now? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Marco then kissed Lettas cheek. Dont worry, Ill never let go of this hand, Marco said. After that, they got out of the car and were immediately greeted by the shing lights of numerous cameras in front of the building. Pedro ran and opened the door for Letta, and it was then that Marco greeted the journalists who had been waiting for his arrival. They were wondering who Marco woulde with, whether with Arabe or as usual with his right-hand man named Pedro. But it turned out that when they saw a charming woman by Marcos side, they began to wonder if she was the wife that Marco had never mentioned. Because in any interview session, Marco had never mentioned Letta at all. Although the journalists deliberately drew attention to ask about personal matters, Marco seemed unaffected. The public already knew that Marco was married, and yesterdays scandal with Arabe had some people saying that Marcos marriage news was fake. But now, Lettas presence by his side made people wonder again. Marco was immediately guarded by the security personnel when the journalists approached with their cameras pointed at Letta and Marco. Marco immediately held Lettas waist possessively. Mr. Jovanka, could you introduce the woman beside you? one of the journalists asked, making Marco smile. Yes, it seems you all know that she is my partner for tonight, Marco replied with a charming smile. So, what is your rtionship? Is this your new lover after Miss Arabe? another journalist asked. No, shes not my lover, Marco said, making Letta really want to step on her husbands foot as he toyed with the journalists who kept following their every move. Why didnt he just directly answer and introduce her as his wife, Letta thought, feeling increasingly ufortable with the bustling and slightly crowded atmosphere around her. Then, what is your rtionship? Is it just for tonight? another journalist asked, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta then looked at Marco, who only smiled as if this was the beginning of his introduction. Well, as you can see, the charming woman beside me is my wife. Perhaps youve forgotten that I mentioned a few years ago that I was married, and she is my wife. I apologize for the dy in introducing her to you because my wife is a little shy and needed years to gather the courage to stand before you, Marco replied, making Letta truly promise to punish her husband when they got home. So, your marriage is an interesting story. Does that mean your marriage has been going on for how long? And what about the scandal with Miss Arabe? a journalist asked. Yes, my marriage is almost entering its second year, and my wife also knows about the scandal, and it happened when my wife was pregnant. The scandal you created really burdened my wife, Marco said, making the journalists stir again upon hearing Marcos exnation that Letta was pregnant. That means youve got a child. Is your child a boy or a girl? How old is the child now? another journalist asked. For now, thats as far as I can answer. Thank you for your participation. I must take my wife inside to enjoy the party, and you should go home soon because the weather is very cold. Dont catch a flu, okay? Marco said, making the guards finally push the journalists away from Letta and Marco so they could enter the venue. Youre really something else, Letta whispered, making Marco tighten his embrace. Its okay. After we toyed with the journalists, their resilience is quite strong, so my response will only make them work even harder, Marco said, making Letta just shake her head. They then entered the building where the event was being held. Many people had already arrived, and as Marco had guessed, the presence of his wife next to him truly made people look their way, either out of curiosity about his wife or because they were both exceptionally attractive at the moment. Even Marco found it difficult to control the attention, until one man walked up to Marco, making him immediately smile warmly. Mr. Jovanka, I didnt think you woulde, he said, making Marco only smile. How could I note to this fantasy event? Marco said, making the man in front of him chuckle. Weil, you can, this party is just a celebration of a small event with the foundation that is currently working with me. You know, Im a person who likes to share, so I dont forget about the foundation that I think is very good for us to support and develop, he said, making Marco nod as he listened to his business associate, while Letta stared at Marco, clearly wanting to shoo the man away, but Marco chose to remain silent with a smile. By the way, whos the beautiful woman next to you, may I know her? he asked again, reaching out his hand. Oh yes, I almost forgot. Letta, meet Mr. Tukal, and Mr. Tukal, this is my wife, Marco said, making Mr. Tukal narrow his eyes. So this is your wife whom youve been hiding all this time. No wonder you kept her hidden, wanting to enjoy her beauty all by yourself. You truly are a ruthless man, Mr. Tukal said, making Marco just smile. My wife is actually shy, so she needs time to attend crowded events like this. Although I never forbid her in any way, Marco said, making Letta truly want to hit her husband. Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tukal, Letta said, making Mr. Tukal tightly grip her hand ina handshake. Wow, even her voice really caught my attention, Mr. Tukal said, and that made Marco immediately wipe the smile off his face. His jaw started to look firm, which also stopped Mr. Tukal, who seemed to realize he had gone too far in teasing Letta in front of her husbands guards. Who are you?2 Marco then escorted Letta to one of the seats that had been set up for them to enjoy tonights event with the dishesid out in front of them. It seems the party organizer is quite good, as theyve provided the dessert that my wife enjoys, Marco said, making Letta smile widely. Yes, at least at this party, I can enjoy this sweet treat to my hearts content, Letta replied, reaching out her hand and tasting the melting cake in front of her. The next moment, her eyes lit up and settled on her husband. Be careful eating that. I might lose control like this, Marco said, reaching out his hand and stroking the corner of Lettas lips, which had gotten some chocte on them, before licking his own thumb. Forgive me, I didnt intend to tease you, Letta said, returning to her dish, while Marco let his wife enjoy her pleasure. Marco looked around, noticing a few people openly walking towards them, but he chose to ignore them this time. He didnt have much time for small talk with them, preferring to gaze at Letta with a wide smile as he savored the sweet dish. For Marco, that was better than engaging in meaningless conversations with other businessmen. An hour passed, and Letta began to feel full. She leaned in, causing Marco to look at her. Whats wrong, is there something missing in the dish? I can call the server to get it for you, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, I think I need to go to the restroom for a moment, Letta said, prompting Marco to get up from his seat. Okay, then Ill escort you, Marco said, causing Letta to nod. However, in the midst of the crowd, Marco suddenly stopped when Mr. Tukal brought someone who made Marco furrow his brow. Tve been looking for you. Theres someone I want to introduce to you, and you seem to like them, Mr. Tukal said, making Marco look at the person next to him. Marco felt like he had seen the person before, while Letta seemed unable to bear something squeezing her stomach. Eventually, Letta tried to pull Marcos wrist. You go ahead and talk to them first. I really cant stand it anymore. I can ask the servers for the direction to the restroom, Letta said, making Marco about to respond when Letta shook her head. I cant stand it anymore, besides, it seems like they are someone important, Letta said. After that, she turned around without listening to Marcos words first. Marco immediately looked at Letta walking away, then approached a waiter who escorted her. Finally, he could focus his attention ahead. Who was the person Mr. Tukal wanted to introduce, Marco wondered, and then began conversing with them. While Letta headed straight to the restroom and thanked the attendant, instructing them to return to work, she knew the way back to the partys ballroom. Letta tried to solve her issue in the restroom, until a few minutester, she found herself staring at therge mirror in front of her. Luckily, her makeup was intact, as Letta had indulged in so much food that her stomach felt full. Letta then exited the restroom, attempting to find the perfume she had brought in her handbag. However, due to her carelessness and not paying attention, Letta suddenly bumped into someone, causing her handbag to fall. I apologize, someone said, also bending down to pick up some of the scattered items in front of them. Its okay, I should be the one apologizing for being so focused on my belongings, Letta said. She then looked up at a man who was now looking at her, but Letta furrowed her brow when the man gazed at her with teary eyes. Im sorry, did I hurt you, maybe injure you? Letta asked again, but the man didnt even flinch. I truly apologize. Besides- Letta hadnt even finished her sentence when the man suddenly pulled her into his embrace, causing Letta to widen her eyes. Letta could feel the mans heart beating rapidly, but she quickly regained herposure and pushed the man away with all her strength. What are you doing? Youre being so rude, Letta said angrily, making the man not even change his expression. Letta could see his sorrowful gaze, maybe even on the verge of tears as he looked at her. Was there something wrong with her face, Letta wondered. Letta, the man said, making Letta widen her eyes. Who are you? Letta asked again, making the man furrow his brow. Are you really Letta? the man asked again to make sure, as he truly saw the figure of Letta in front of him, but it felt unfamiliar. Letta, whom he had never met even after they had said they wanted to end their rtionship. Letta looked puzzled, remaining silent as the man held her shoulder. Do you recognize me? Letta asked, making the man go quiet, as if the breath he had been holding was finally released. The man then lowered his face to Lettas shoulder. Thank you, he said, making Letta still remain silent. Letta didnt know what was happening to her at that moment. Thank you for being okay all this time, he said again, making Letta finally push the man away, releasing his grip on her shoulder. Im sorry, I dont understand what youve been saying. Im asking, do you know? Letta asked, as if confirming whether he was one of the people she had forgotten in her past. Perhaps by asking this person, Letta could find out about her life before she met Marco.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Yes, I know you very well, he said again, leaving Letta silent. But Letta also couldnt easily trust people, especially since Marco had warned her to be cautious of the people around her. Letta didnt want the events in Chicago to repeat themselves because she trusted a stranger. Whats the proof that you know? Letta asked, wanting to make sure and silence the person. The man seemed confused as well because Letta didnt recognize him. The man seemed to feel both relief and curiosity at the same time upon seeing Letta standing in front of him. You have a mole on the right side of your back, and you also have a mole on the left side of your waist, dont you? That proves that I know you much more intimately. I know a lot about you, maybe even more than your husband does, the man said, making Letta inexplicably feel something, but she couldnt predict what she felt when looking at the man in front of her. Who are you really? How can you know me that well? Letta asked, making the man fall silent again. Im the more curious one here. What actually happened to you that you dont recognize me? Did our memories together be so bad that you truly forgot them? the man said, making Letta blink. What are you saying? Letta asked again. So many questions are now on your mind. I also have many questions that Ive been keeping for you. But seeing you doing well like this, I feel like I dont need to focus too much on all the contents of my heart. I truly feel relieved just by seeing you live well like this, the man said, making Letta inexplicably feel like her breath was getting heavier. Letta felt as if someone was trying to stab her heart. She didnt know who the man in front of her was, who could make her react like this. Can you investigate this? Marco immediately stopped his conversation with Mr. Tukal when he felt that Letta had been gone from the restroom for too long. He swiftly turned towards the path where Letia had gone, but as Marco was about to make a turn, Letta suddenly appeared and collided with him forcefully. Darling, whats wrong? Why did you take so long in the restroom? Marco asked, but the next moment, his eyes widened as he saw Letta looking terrified, with sweat streaming down her face and her hands trembling. Whats happening? Is something bothering or hurting you? Are you in pain? Marco asked, cupping Lettas face as she looked at him with a puzzled expression. I want to go home, I want to go home now, Letta said in a quavering voice, leaving Marco unsure of what was truly happening with his wife. Tell me, is there someone bothering you? If there is, Ill deal with them right now, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. I want to go home now. Please take me home quickly, Letta pleaded, causing Marco to feel unsatisfied as he hadnt yet seen anyone hurting his wife. No, I cant take you home before I know whats going on. Tell me where the culprit is, Marco asked again, until finally Letta felt her head throbbing intensely. I said, I want to go home. Please take me away from this ce quickly, Letta cried out, her breath racing, her face growing paler, and her lips trembling, leaving Marco speechless. Marco didnt know what was truly happening with his wife, until he embraced Letta and took her through the back door of the building while calling Pedro to prepare his car. Pedro promptly parked the car behind the building as Marco came out with Letta. Marco immediately wrapped Lettas body in his jacket before they got into the car. During the journey, Letta even gripped his shirt tightly, her body still trembling despite Marco holding her tightly. Everything will be alright, were heading home now. You can calm down, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod weakly. What actually happened? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. It feels like my head is about to explode right now, Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Whats happening, is it some kind of illness? Marco asked, making Letta pray, and that was when Marco widened his eyes again as he saw tears streaming down his wifes face. Hey, why? Is someone really bothering you? Ill have Pedro take care of it, Marco said, but Letta didnt respond. Instead, she cried softly in Marcos embrace, leaving him speechless, not understanding what was truly happening with his wife. I feel sick, Letta said, furrowing Marcos brow. I feel pain. But I dont know why, Im scared, and my head really feels like its about to explode right now, Letta said, still in Marcos embrace, making Marco finally sigh. It was pointless to ask about what was happening to Letta right now because she still seemed so shaken. Marco was curious about what had happened to make Letta like this. He regretted letting Letta go alone, as he should not have let his wife wander without his supervision. Im sorry for leaving you alone. If only I had apanied you to the restroom earlier, this wouldnt have happened, Marco said. I feel like my body wont stop spinning, and I dont know why my body feels so shaky like this, Letta said, making Marco stroke her shoulder.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Rx, everything will be alright. Im here with you right now, I wont let anything bad happen to you. Well go home and see Freya, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta also didnt know why she was crying so much, as if she was truly hurt just by remembering the words of the man she had just met, but that man truly made her feel like this. Letta was curious about the kind of rtionship she had with that man, but she didnt want to hear his exnations that made her heart feel even more suffocated. Thats why Letta chose to leave him and meet Marco, even though she actually wanted to hear more from that man and find out about his previous life. What about a Letta before meeting Marco, Letta wanted to at least get an idea of her lost memories, but only by looking into his teary eyes, looking so worried, and his sweet words, Letta truly felt suffocated. Did she hurt that man before, or was he her family, and Letta was too tired to think about it all, until her head throbbed intensely, her tears couldnt be contained, her eyes started to feel heavy, and finally she fell asleep in Marcos embrace. Meanwhile, Marco, realizing that his wife looked tired from crying, began to look at Pedro, who was now focused on the road ahead. Can you investigate this? I know something happened to Letta when she was not with me earlier. She was heading to the restroom, and suddenly she came back in this condition. I want to know whats troubling her and who the culprit is that has disturbed my wife, Marco said, making Pedro nce at the rearview mirror, looking at his master, then nodding his head. Very well, sir. I will find out. Tomorrow, I will start reviewing the CCTV footage around to determine what actually happened to Madam, Pedro said, making Marco nod. Marco fell silent as he looked at his shirt, which appeared damp from Lettas tears. It had been a long time since Letta shed tears of sorrow like this. But who had dared to reopen his wifes feelings of sadness. Marco then reached out his hand to stroke Lettas still warm eyes, her reddened nose making Marco clench his fist. Who dared to make Letta cry like this. Marco sighed deeply, until they arrived in front of therge house, where Marco immediately carried Letta inside, ignoring the curious gaze of the servants, as well as when he passed Desi. Has Freya fallen asleep? Marco asked, making Desi nod. Yes, since earlier, sir. Miss Freya has been sleeping soundly. She just asked for milk a while ago but fell asleep again, Desi said, making Marco nod. Alright, then you can rest, Marco said, making Desi nod before ncing at Letta in Marcos arms and continuing her steps to go down to her own room. Meanwhile, Marco went straight into hisrge bedroom, looking at Freya who was already asleep in his bed right next to Lettas. After that, he gentlyid Letta on the bed. Marco looked at his wifes face, still very pale, even the traces of tears still very evident on her face, prompting Marco to reach out. But before Marco could touch her face, Letta suddenly furrowed her brow. Abian, Letta murmured, sounding like a whisper, but Marco could hear it clearly. Marco immediately felt his heart pounding rapidly. Of course, Marco remembered that name, the name of the man from Lettas past. But why could Letta remember and even mention that mans name? What had actually happened to his wife? Was it because it had been so long since Marco had given Letta her medication, so her memory was slowly returning, Marco thought, starting to feel uneasy about Lettas current condition. Are you angry? Letta slowly began to blink her eyes, but the first thing she felt was her head weighing heavily. Even Letta winced when a gentle stroke on her shoulder made her look up, gazing at Marco with a worried expression. Youre awake, are you okay? Marco asked, as Letta tried to sit up with his assistance. What time is it? How about Freya? Letta asked, making Marco look at his wife with concern. Freya is ying with Desi. Dont worry, shes fine. What you need to tell me is how youre feeling right now, if anything hurts, or if you might have experienced something? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. The events ofst night came back to her, making Letta look at Marco quietly. Why? Tell me. Is there someone bothering you, or maybe hurting you? Marco asked, making sure because so far Pedro hadnt given him a report on what he had asked him to dost night. No, he didnt hurt me, but for some reason. It feels painful, my breath feels tight, just by looking at his face, Letta said, making Marco furrow his brow. What do you mean? Marco asked again. I met someonest night, you could say it was an idental encounter because he also looked surprised to see me, Letta said, making Marco listen carefully to his wifes exnation. He knew me, Letta said, and the next moment, Marco felt himself bing restless again, his heart pounding rapidly. He mentioned my name, and because I was curious, I said that if he knew me, and he replied that he knew me very well. At that moment, I thought maybe he was just someone who wanted to talk nonsense. I also remember you saying never to trust anyone else, Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, thats right. Who knows, maybe hes just someone who wants to trap us again like we experienced in Chicago, right? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Initially, I thought the same way too. I didnt want the mistakes to happen again by trusting someone I didnt know, but he said something that made me doubt, Letta said, making Marco silent while continuing to wait for Lettas exnation. He knew something about me that perhaps no one would ever know if he wasnt close to me, Letta exined, making Marco nod again. What did he say? Marco asked again. I want you to see it, Letta said. After that, she turned her back on Marco, making him furrow his brow. Letta then lifted her disheveled long hair, then unbuttoned her clothing, revealing her back to Marco, making him look at his wifes back with confusion once again. Is there something on your back? Letta asked, not even knowing the mark mentioned by the man to herst night, making Marco fall silent, then seeing some red spots still clearly visible on her back due to her activities. However, apart from that, Marco touched the mole on Lettas right back. Theres a mole on your back, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Her heart started racing fast again. That was a sign that the man truly knew about it. Where else? Letta asked, making Marco examine his wifes body again. He said both were exactly the same as you just said. That man seemed to have really been close to me, Letta said, making Marco truly disturbed. If something within him was in turmoil right now, when Letta said that the one who met her was a man. The man? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, hes a man. He said anything I wanted to know, and he was also curious why I didnt recognize him. But I didnt mention that I had lost my memory. I didnt want him to exploit that weakness, so I asked just to make sure if he really was someone close. Even though I knew he was suspicious because I asked him too many questions and didnt recognize him, Letta said, making Marco then get up from his seat, rubbing his face roughly. I shouldnt have left youst night. I should have stayed with youst night, so this wouldnt have happened to you. Evenst night, when I saw you scared, I was really worried. I was afraid something bad might happen to you, Marco said, making Letta shake her head.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. No,st night, my reaction was only because I didnt expect to meet someone who knew me before, before I lost my memory. I couldnt control my body either. Why did I react like that? I felt my body trembling so much. My breath felt tight. He never hurt me. He just exined everything that was in me before. He seemed truly close to me and in my previous life, Letta said, making Marco even more anxious with his wifes exnation. Its not that Marco didnt trust Letta, its just that he didnt know who had met Lettast night. Marco then looked back at his wife. Who is he, who is that man? Marco asked in his cold tone, making Letta fall silent for a moment. Maybe her words were wrong, or maybe she was slightly disturbed because her skin was talking about someone from her past. Are you angry? Letta asked, making Marco once again just sigh deeply. Im asking who that man is, Letta. I have to make sure that he doesnt hurt you or take advantage of you in your current state. I dont want anything bad to happen to you, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Ive told you. He didnt hurt me, he just exined and said what I wanted to hear, Letta said again. Thats not a guarantee. That might just be his way of getting close to you at first, so never trust him, Marco interjected, making Letta gaze at her husbands worried, restless, and angry demeanor all at once. He said his name is Abian, Letta said, and at that moment, Marco could already guess his suspicion. No wonder Letta mentioned that man. They had really met. Was this a sign of Lettas memories resurfacing? Marco thought, and this time Marco had to act. He couldnt let Letta meet Abian again, and he would try to prevent Letta from finding out about her past, about her life before she lost everything. Don’t you trust me? Marco had juste out of the bathroom when he saw Freya, who had already woken up and was about to get off the bed. This made Marco widen his eyes. He then looked at Letta, who was now gazing out the window, as if contemting something. In fact, his wife didnt even realize that Freya had fallen off the bed. This made Marco immediately shout his daughters name, causing Letta to startle and widen her eyes. In the next moment, Freya was indeed about to fall off the bed. If Marco hadnt quickly run and picked up his little daughter, Letta would have done the same. Letta immediately ran to Freya, who was now in Marcos arms. Sweetheart, are you okay? Letta asked with her worried gaze, looking at Freya, who was now crying from the shock of her father and mothers shouts. Forgive Mommy, sweetheart, Letta said afterward, taking Freya into her arms, hugging her, trying to calm her little daughter. Marco then fell silent, looking at Letta, who recently seemed to be lost in thought. What are you thinking about, actually? Marco asked, making Letta immediately meet her husbands gaze. I was just looking at the garden. I didnt realize Freya had woken up and was about to get off our bed, Letta said again, making Marco sigh deeply. This isnt the first time Ive seen you like this. Lately, youve been daydreaming a lot and not focusing on what youre doing with Freya, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. In fact, Letta was aware that she had been thinking about those thingstely for some reason. Are you bothered by the news released by the paparazzi, or are you bothered by being recognized by many people after thest time we attended the party? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. Thats not what I mean. Im not thinking about that. Besides, Ive agreed to be recognized by people, Letta replied. Then what are you thinking about right now? You just have to talk to me about it, and well find a solution, right? Marco said, making Letta fall silent, as if she wanted to tell her husband everything. This made Marco rub his face roughly. Of course, by looking at the expression on his wifes face, Marco could already guess that Letta was hiding what she was currently thinking. Dont you trust me? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, I just fear that you might be bothered by what Im currently thinking, Letta replied. Should I be bothered? How so? What are you thinking? At least tell me. Even if I may not provide the best solution, you should share and not burden yourself, so you can focus on taking care of Freya and yourself, Marco said, slightly annoyed by Lettas behavior, which seemed to conceal something from him. Im not sure, Letta said. What are you not sure about? Are you unsure if I can help you? Marco asked, causing Letta to shake her head. Never mind, I dont want to talk about it. Ill take Freya out to y, Letta said, about to turn around, but Marco immediately held her shoulder. We need to talk. Let Freya stay with Desi for now, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, Ill be the one ying with Freya, Letta insisted, but Marco seemed to ignore her. He walked straight to the nightstand, then called for Desi. Desi, take Freya to the park to y. Letta has something to discuss with me, Marco said. A few minutester, Desi came in and immediately sensed an unusual aura in her employers room. However, she didnt dare linger and went straight to Freya. Let me take Miss Freya to y, maam, Desi said, causing Letta to almost respond to Desis words but instead received a stern look from her husband. Give Freya to Desi. We need to talk, Marco said in a cold tone, which made Desi even more convinced that something was going on between the two of them. Letta then chose to hand Freya over to Desi, not wanting the argument between them to escte. Freya went out with Desi, and it was at that moment that Marco immediately grasped Lettas shoulder, staring at her intently. Speak up. I dont want to see my wife burdened like earlier, Marco said, making Letta massage the bridge of her nose. I promise, I wont think about anything while with Freya. I will take good care of her. Forgive me for my carelessness, Letta said, making Marco tighten his jaw even more. Thats not the point, Letta. So, you wont think about your problems and what youre thinking about when youre with Freya alone. Then, when youre not with Freya, youll think about it, and even then, you still wont tell me? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent. Undoubtedly, doubt was still clearly visible in his wifes eyes. Whats making you hesitant or afraid to tell me? Marco asked again. Im afraid that what Im thinking might just burden you. Im afraid that this might hinder your work or even your daily life. I dont want to make you worried, Letta replied. By seeing you like earlier, it even makes me worried about you and very concerned. So please, tell me anything that you are currently thinking. I believe I can handle it, whatever it may be. Why do you doubt what I can do now? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent. Certainly, Letta did not doubt the power and strength that Marco held in his hands at the moment, but to recount it, Letta did not want to hinder Marcos work and make him preupied, just like herself.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. I want to find that man, Letta said, making Marco silent for a moment. What do you mean? Marco asked, making Letta try to calm herself first, calming her voice that somehow felt very shaky. I want to find the man I met at the party a few days ago, Letta said again, and of course, Marco could already guess that Letta wanted to meet Abian. So thats what youre thinking, youre thinking about the man named Abian? Marco asked. Yes, I want to meet him. Can I ask Pedro to find that man and find out what his job is, where he lives? Letta asked, making Marco rub his face roughly. Why do you want to meet that man? Marco asked, turning away from Letta. Letta walked back towards her husband, looking at Marco, and giving him her conviction. I want to know what he didnt get to tell me. I want to know how close he is to me and what he knows about me, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, I wont do it, Marco said inly, making Letta stare at him witha questioning look. Why, why wont you help me? Letta asked again. Its not that I dont want to help you. I can do anything, treatment or any therapy to restore your memory, but not with that man, Marco said. The reason, give me a reason why you forbid me to meet that man? Letta said. Understand, Letta. We dont even know that man. Im afraid if he takes advantage of our situation, you know, its not one or two people who want to harm us and take advantage of any gap between us. Im afraid he might be the same as those scoundrels, so never try to persuade me to meet him, Marco said, now walking towards the dressing room, ignoring Letta who remained silent, staring at her husbands sturdy back. I was just kidding Letta couldnt stay silent. She had set her heart on finding that man because in her heart, Letta felt that the man was genuine. He wasnt suspicious, and he seemed very sincere in recounting what he knew. Somehow her intuition told her that she should trust him, unlike the people who had approached Letta before to deceive her. Letta gazed as if Abian was different from those people, disregarding Marcos response. She then followed Marco, who was now inside the dressing room. Letta stopped at the doorway when she saw Marco starting to open the bathrobe he was wearing, revealing his athletic body. However, it wasnt that which startled Letta, but Marcos attitude of ignoring her, which somehow unsettled her. Why did Marco seem to genuinely dislike Letta seeking the man named Abian? If you want to talk about that man again, I wont listen. If you want your memory back, I can take you to the best doctor for therapy or medication right now. You dont need to search for that man again, Marco said casually, now beginning to put on his clothes one by one, prompting Letta to finally approach. Thats not the issue, Marco. Please understand. I believe that the man named Abian is genuinely telling the truth, that I was once close to him, whether it was as a friend, apanion, or maybe even a family member, or someone else in my life that I currently forget. So I beg you, this is the only way for me to know about myself before I lose my memory, Letta said, making Marco finally turn to look at his wife. Why do you want to remember your past? Is your current life not satisfying you? Does my presence and Freyas not make you forget about the past that you have already forgotten? Marco asked, making Letta rub her face roughly. Its not like that, you know, I feel like someone who was appointed as your wife without knowing who I was before. Even though I never regret my feelings for you. I love you, you know how much I love you, but please. I want to know about my past life. I want to fill the nk pages I have now with my past life. I want to remember how we first met, how we got to where we are now. I beg you, Letta said, softening as she reached out her hand, caressing Marcos stiff jaw, making Marco let out a long breath. And then after meeting Abian, what will you do? Will you find out about your past and then what? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent for a moment. Letta then approached Marco, who was still bare-chested, feeling the chill and the fresh scent of her husbands body. I just want to experience the bitter memories, the happy memories, and also the memories I have had in the past. I never said that Im dissatisfied with my current life. In fact, it is a remarkable blessing and happiness that I have received. But still, at least I want to know who I really am. Understand, I just want to know what I have experienced in this life. I feel like I was born again since opening my eyes and not remembering anything. Maybe in the past, I had sins, owed someone, or whatever it may be. At least I have to rectify whatever Ihave done, Letta said, making Marco let out a long breath, seemingly insisting that refusing again this time wasnt a good idea. At least maybe he had to agree to make Letta feel at ease. Alright, Marco said, loosening his embrace, then looking up to his husband. Are you sure, youre not forbidding it? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, even though I dont like the man named Abian because he suddenly appeared and said nonsense, I still dont want to see you like this. I will ask Pedro to find the man named Abian and find out about him, the guest who attended the party a few days ago, Marco said, making Letta smile widely, then embracing her husband tightly. Thank you, thank you for listening to me and helping me, Letta said, making Marco reciprocate the embrace, crowded together. Of course, I will do whatever you ask. Although I will be a little wary of that man. Just pray that the man is easy to find. You know, Pedro has also had a lot of worktely, so I have to manage it as best as I can, Marco said, making Letta nod. Yes, do what you have to do. First of all, dont rush. At least with you agreeing and helping, it makes me happy, and I cant wait to hear that mans story. Although you may say that its all nonsense, at least I get a glimpse of myself, right? Letta made Marco fall silent, enjoying his wifes radiant expression as if she was truly delighted with Marcos approval for her to meet Abian. How is that man? Marco asked, making Letta furrow her brow. What do you think, how is he, what are his characteristics like? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent, as if imagining the figure of Abian. Hes tall, not as tall as you, but hes tall. He has slightly dark skin, but it looks good on him. His eyes also match his skin tone, Hazel-colored. His hair is a bit messy and long, but somehow it doesnt look unkempt. He has a scent like wild grass, but it doesnt bother me, Letta said, still envisioning Abian. Somehow this caused Marco to clench his hands, prompting him to pull Lettas waist closer. Never do that again, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. Never imagine another man in such detail. I regret asking for his features. I just needed to answer, hes tall and not particrly handsome as the characteristics you would mention to Pedro, Marco said, making Lettaugh. Of course, Letta knew that her husband was feeling jealous at the moment.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Yes, I thought you needed detailed characteristics. But I can still imagine him. He also has a scar on his right temple, yes, he seems like a rough man, but he appears warm. I can feel it, hes a gentle man because I felt it when he spoke to me, Letta said again, making Marco immediately silence her with a kiss, causing Letta to pat Marcos shoulder when Marco didnt even give her a chance to breathe. Enough, Letta. I dont need to imagine that man anymore, and it only makes Letta want to tease her husband even more. I dont know, I can still remember him. How he looked at me with a mncholic gaze, it felt a bit ticklish, Letta said, once again prompting Marco to push Letta towards the ss wardrobe behind her. So you want to y with me, huh, Marco said, making Letta smile. Is that so? Yet I was just giving you the characteristics of that man so that you could easily give them to Pedro, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. You dont need to do that. Pedro already knows what he has to do, and never imagine that man again. I beg you, Marco said, making Lettaugh. I was just kidding. I dont even remember what his face looks like, well, just vaguely, just a little bit, because what I remember is his words, not his face. You rx. You think I have a good memory. You forget, I even forget most of the memories Ive experienced in this life, Letta said, making Marco fall silent while looking at his wifes radiant smile, which now looked charming in front of him. just try it first Pedro then entered Marcos office. Sir, Pedro said, causing Marco to stop in his tracks. How is it? Did you get the results? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Yes, Sir. Its Abian, Mrs.s former boyfriend, andst night he turned out to be one of the foundation members coborating with Mr. Tukal. There, he works as a volunteer photographer for the foundation and teaches talented individuals in his field, Pedro said, handing over some photos of Abian in action. Wasnt thest time he always traveling abroad to pursue his hobby? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Yes, but since his breakup with Madam, Abian has never gone abroad. He has always been in this country, Pedro replied, making Marco clench his fists. Had Abian been searching for Letta all this time? But how could he not know that Letta was with him, Marco wondered, starting to guess what might be on Abians mind. I want you to send him far away from this ce, Marco said, making Pedro look at his boss in astonishment. Give him any job from that foundation. Give him a lot of money or anything. Give him afortable job, but he has to go abroad. Dont let hime back to this country, Marco said again, making Pedro fall silent, making Marco start to understand why Pedro was silent. Why? Is it that difficult to persuade him to leave this ce? Marco asked, making Pedro silent again. As far as I got the info, he even refused to be a photographer at a famous event abroad. He refused his idols event just to stay here, so Im not sure if I can persuade him, Pedro said again, making Marco even more determined to erase Abian from the face of the earth. Whatever it takes, just try it first. I hope hes enticed, or maybe you can make him feel down first. After that, well offer him a substantial amount of money. Im sure he wont be able to refuse, Marco said, making Pedro nod. T will try whatever it takes to make Abian leave this ce, Pedro said, to which Marco nodded. Good, Ill try to do it and will report back to you, Pedro said, making Marco fall silent for a moment. What about the rumors about Letta? Did the paparazzi not cause any trouble? Marco asked, because he was afraid that there might be paparazzi who might dig into Lettas past. As Letta was now appearing in public, people must be curious about her identity, her past, and her life before meeting Marco. I have handled everything and not let the paparazzi release any news about Madams past, Pedro replied, making Marco nod. Good, thats good. We do need to silence them before they cause trouble. I dont want Letta to have more troubled thoughts just because shes imagining how people are digging into her life, Marco said. Marco then let out a long sigh. He didnt expect this to happen again. It had been so long since Marco gave that medicine to Letta. It seemed like he would have to meet the doctor again to ask for the medication Letta needed to suppress her memories from resurfacing. But what Marco had to do now was figure out how to convince Letta not to meet Abian again. Looking at his wristwatch, Marco realized it was time to go home, and he missed his little daughter very much. After packing up his belongings, Marco left the room. This time, Marco drove his own car because he had already given Pedro a task, and he didnt want to burden any other employees. Marco greeted some employees who were working overtime. Since he had Freya, Marco rarely worked overtime at the office. He always went home on time to meet his little daughter. It felt regrettable to Marco when he had to sacrifice time to spend with his little girl. Marco then got into his beloved ck car and drove it slowly. One thing Marco hated about leaving on time was the heavily congested roads. People were getting ready to go home. Marco had to be a little more patient in driving his car. As he remained silent, Marco pondered why Abian had to appear in the middle of their lives after all this time. Did Gods will want Letta to regain her memory by bringing back one by one the people who were once part of Lettas life? However, Marco immediately shook his head. Of course, he wouldnt let that happen. Marco then nced at his phone, where there was a picture of Freya and Letta as his main screen. Marco smiled. How could he let go of the perfect happiness he had now just because Letta remembered her past? Marco tightened his grip on the steering wheel.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Marco was lost in thoughts about how he could be so cruel to Letta and do terrible things to her. If only he had realized his attraction to Letta earlier, it would never have happened. He would never have hurt his wife. At that time, Marco seemed to have a high ego. His love for Letta was overshadowed by the pain of losing the child Letta was carrying. Marco didnt know why the feeling of regret always came toote. If only he could have treated Letta well and realized her feelings, this wouldnt have happened. He wouldnt have struggled to find a way to keep Letta as the person she was now. I cant imagine what it would be like if Letta regained her memory. All the bad memories and all the wounds she had inflicted would surely make Letta hate me. And what about Freya? Would Letta and Freya possibly leave me? thought Marco, clenching his jaw. He honked his car horn where the car in front of him wasnt moving, and that only made the anger within him intensify. I think I’ll have trouble Marco parked his car and handed the keys to his guard before entering therge house in front of him. As usual, his arrival would be greeted by Letta and Freya in their living room. Letta would watch the scene of Marco ying with their daughter every day. The way she weed her husbands return. Marco also said it was the most effective fatigue remedy, as he felt exhausted every day managing all the businesses he owned. Weing his little daughter made all he felt, annoyance, anger, and whatever else, evaporate. Letta must feel the same way as Marco. As usual, Letta would watch Marco and Freya y for a while before asking Marco to get ready to clean up. They would have dinner, chat with Freya and Letta, and then rest. That was their daily routine after Marco came home from work when Freya was part of their lives. Letta then looked at Desi after seeing enough of Marco and Freya ying, Can you watch Freya for a moment? I need to apany Marco for a while, Letta said, making Desi nod, then approaching. y with Desi for a while, okay, dear? Dad will be back soon, Marco said, kissing Freyas cheek before walking over to Letta and pulling her waist, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips, making Letta smile. It had be a habit, epting such sweet things from Marco, even in front of the guards and servants. Although Letta would protest outside, in their home environment, it didnt matter to her. Letta then took Marcos work bag and the jacket he had worn earlier. They walked up the stairs. How was work? Letta asked. Everything went smoothly. How about you and Freya? What have you been up to today? Marco asked, hugging Letta tightly. Wake up in the morning, we sunbathe in the garden. Then, we read a bedtime story. After that, I took her to the library earlier. Then, we watched TV, yed with Desi, had some sweet snacks. Yeah, thats our daily routine, Letta replied, making Marco smile. Wasnt Freya supposed to have her swimming lesson today? Marco asked, as Freya had been trained to swim from an early age, even by a professional coach. No, it seems I have to end her sses, Letta said, furrowing her brow. Why? Isnt it good for her to be trained from a young age? Besides, shes very good at swimming, even better than her mother, Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance. Because after she gets into the pool, she cant be persuaded to end her swimming ss with anything. She wants to stay in the pool, and I dont want her to catch a cold or get sick. What if something happens? So its better to end her swimming ss. Well start it again when Freya is a little older, not now, Letta said, making Marco just smile. Okay, then its up to you. Well, she might get bored, and she might sneak into the pool once in a while, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, I instructed Desi to tell them not to open the pool cover. Yes, maybe asionally they can take Freya swimming if you have time off, because I dont want to see Freya screaming again just to be coaxed out of the pool, said Letta, making Marco shake his head. Letta then ced the work bag and Marcos jacket on the side.Content ? N?velDrama.Org. Alright, you should clean up first. Ill get some clothes ready for you, said Letta, about to turn towards the Dressroom, but Marco held her back, pulling Letta and embracing her from behind. Why? Letta asked, as Marco extended his hand, showing it to Letta. Ive had a lot of work today. Look at my hands, theyre shaking like this, Marco said, making Letta look at her husbands hands, nothing unusual about them. So? Letta asked. I think Ill have trouble cleaning myself. Can you help me shampoo? Marco asked, making Letta already able to guess her husbands trickery. Come on, just to wash your hair. It wont make your hands sore, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Im really feeling tired. Well, at least massage me there first while I soak, how about that? Marco asked again, making Letta finally unwillinglyply with her husbands request, because even if Letta refused, Marco would surely continue to whine to be apanied in the bathroom. Then, you go in first, Ill change my clothes, Letta said, making Marco immediately smile broadly and nod. Without waiting long, Marco entered the bathroom, while Letta had to change her clothes because it was impossible to use the clothes she was wearing to shampoo Marco. At least she would use a bathrobe to avoid getting wet, Letta thought. She quickly took off her clothes and put on a bathrobe, then followed Marco who was already soaking in the bathtub. Is your workload really that heavy? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Its really a lot. I even slipped away from my secretary toe home because there are a few more files that I should actually finish, but I chose to work on them at home, Marco said, making Letta smile. Somehow, hearing Marcos answer meant he preferred to go home to meet his family rather than piling up his work, quite different from the workaholic Marco before. Thats good. You shouldnt be too subservient to your work because you also need rest. You need to meet your family. You need to meet your wife and your children. Set aside work after the designated time. Besides, you wont lose much just by cutting a few hours of your work time as usual, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, thats why Im here now, asking for service from my wife. It seems my shoulders are a bit sore too, Marco said, winking with one eye, making Letta feel certain that her husbands request would not just end there, there would surely be another 10 or 20 requests in the future. Letta seemed to have to start being patient with her husbands requests that would enter her service list, such as massaging his shoulders, shampooing, or maybe something else. Letta didnt know what was on her husbands mind right now, but Letta immediately chose to shampoo Marco first, gently massaging his head, making Marco close his eyes, feeling his wifes gentle hands starting to touch his scalp. It seemed that Marco would continue to ask Letta like this in the future. Thats what was on Marcos mind right now. Don’t force it too much? Marco then looked up at Letta, who was currently massaging his head. It seems like my shoulders are also feeling sore, Marco said, prompting Letta toply, massaging her husbands broad shoulders with muscles perfectly attached to his body. Letta couldnt deny that it was one of her husbands attractions. In fact, Letta would blush immediately at the thought of her husbands athletic body. She was now trying to normalize her expression so as not to be teased by Marco. Oh yeah, the doctor called earlier, Marco said suddenly, causing Letta to pause her movements for a moment. Doctor? Letta asked with a questioning look at her husband. Yes, the doctor who usually treated you during thea. He said there are some medications that you must consume for a while. It seems its a medication to stimte your past memories, Marco said, making Letta instantly enthusiastic. Really? Its been so long since I took that medicine. Do I need to take it again? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. The doctor mentioned and inquired about your condition, and I told him that you were starting to remember bit by bit. The doctor suggested taking the medication again. Tomorrow, Ill pick up the prescription, Marco said, making Letta immediately shake her head.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. No need, arent you busy? Ill go and get the prescription myself. You just need to give me the doctors business card or maybe his phone number, and Ill make an appointment with him, Letta unexpectedly said, making Marco pause for a moment before shaking his head. No, besides, I also have to regrly check my health results, and tomorrow is the time, so I might as well do it. You stay at home with Freya. Besides, didnt you say that Freya has been a bit crankytely? Marco replied, making Letta sigh deeply. But its just that, and also, I want to ask something about myself to the doctor, Letta said, making Marco turn to look at his wife. What do you want to ask? Marco asked again. Well, about my memory. I want to ask if theres some kind of therapy or anything to stimte my memory so that I can remember it clearly because so far Ive only seen it as a blurry shadow and also like a dream. Is that part of my previous memory or is it just a dream? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent. Dont force it too much. Its better to follow the doctors advice. Maybe you just need the medicine first before moving on to the next stage. So, tomorrow Ill pick it up for you, and well see how it progresses. How about that? Marco tried to persuade Letta, making Letta fall silent before finally nodding her head. Alright, then. Besides, the medication isnt too much, right? After maybe a few times of taking it, Ill know the difference. And then, you promise to apany me to meet this doctor, okay? Letta said, making Marco nod his head with a smile. Of course, in his heart, Marco would do anything and talk to that doctor because this medication was agreed upon by him and the doctor. So the doctor must have an answer that wouldnt harm him. Turn back, I have to clean your head, Letta said, making Marco turn his body around. After that, Marco leaned back as Letta began to rinse his head and massage it gently. Marco closed his eyes again, but it was different from before. Marco seemed to return to the memory of Letta that had shed in his mind, making Marco immediately open his eyes wide. He also felt his chest tighten as he saw how Letta cried, Letta who was hurt, and how he treated Letta like a haunting sin. Why? Is there something wrong, or am I massaging too hard? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. It seemed he couldnt control his expression. No, I just remembered an important file that I forgot, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Enough, deal with itter. Now clean yourself first, Ill wait for you outside, Letta said, about to get up from her seat, but Marco immediately held her wrist. Stay here for a while, apany me, Marco said, making Letta smile. Come on, dont ask for strange things, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, Im not asking for anything strange. I just want you to apany me here. Just for a moment, I dont want to be alone, Marco said, which made Letta begin to notice the change in Marcos expression. Why? Is that file so important that you look so disturbed like this? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. Yes, I need to calm myself down first. So, stay here, dont leave me alone, Marco said, making Letta reluctantly apany her husband. Alright, calm your mind while soaking. Ill add some aromatherapy to the water, Letta said, then added warm water to the bathtub Marco was in, and provided the usual aromatherapy. Close your eyes for a moment while I massage you. That will surely make you feel better. Because I always feel it when I sense something is not right with my mood. I always ask Desi to massage like this, and the results are very good. Well be more rxed, well be more focused, and we wont have too many thoughts, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Marco then leaned his back again, making Letta gently massage his temples. Marco could inhale the aromatherapy that Letta had just added, an aroma that truly belonged to his wife, enveloping the room. I want to ask something, Marco suddenly said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, go ahead, ask, Letta replied. I have a metaphor, Marco said, once again causing Letta to stop her hand movements. Come on, dont ask something that will make me have to think hard. My mind is really exhausted right now. I havent had a nap all day because I had to take care of Freyas meals and also see our daughters clothes that are starting to shrink, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Marco then took Lettas hand that was now on his forehead, then kissed it gently. Do you love me as much as your homnd? Marco asked, making Letta furrow her brow. What kind of question is that? Of course, I love you. Why? Is there something bothering you besides your work? Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. No, Im just curious, Marco said, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. Hasnt my behavior all this time reflected that I love you? Letta asked again. No, I just want to make sure. Do you still love me? Marco said. Why are you suddenly asking that? Is there something happening at the office? Is your secretary flirting with you? Letta asked, making Marco chuckle. Come on, darling. Your secretary is a man, Marco said, making Letta pout. Well, who knows, because you suddenly asked that, Im suspicious that when a man asks something about feelings or anything like that, there must be something going on in his heart, or maybe you have another ideal woman? Letta asked, looking at Marco with a suspicious gaze, and Marco justughed. No, not at all. I just want to make sure because maybe youre getting bored of me, Marco asked, which for some reason made Letta wonder why her husband suddenly asked such things. Is there boredom in love? Even if someone feels it, its not boredom. Its just that their love is fading, and its an excuse to move on to another heart. Its not boredom or anything like that, Letta replied coldly, letting Marco know that his wife was clearly offended by his question. But I’m not like that Marco then turned to look at Letta. Why do you still want to ask silly things like earlier? Letta asked, making Marco gaze at his wife with delight. Is there a chance that you will hate me? Marco asked, making Letta return her husbands gaze. Letta didnt know what happened to her husband at the office that made him have such thoughts and questions that he was now throwing at her. Not for now, Letta replied, making Marco shake his head. And how about in the future? Marco asked again. I dont know, maybe I will hate you if you make a big mistake against me, Letta answered, making Marco nod his head. How big of a mistake would make you hate me? Marco asked again. An error as big as I dont know. Isnt it that the size of someones mistake can be seen differently from each perspective? Maybe to you, its not a big mistake, but to me, its a fatal error. How about that? Letta said again.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Thats why Im asking, ording to you, how big of a mistake would make you hate me, Marco said again, making Letta start thinking about the answer she had to give. I dont know, for now, I cant think of it. I wont think that youll make a big mistake against me because I dont want to hate you, Letta said with a slight whine, making Marco hold her hand. Come on, think about it, so I can avoid that mistake, you know Im just an ordinary human. Even though I have everything now, I dont know why Im afraid that you might hate me. So, tell me the reason that might make you hate me, Marco said, sounding a bit forceful to Letta, making Letta unwilling to think hard to find what would make her feel hurt by Marco. If you betray me, Letta replied, making Marco furrow his brow. Just that? Marco asked, making Letta look at him with narrowed eyes. You Say its just the word betrayal. Thats not as trivial as your scandal with Arabe. Isnt it that people consider it something that happens in the world of handsome young businessmen like you? Even maybe the public opinion is that men like you surely have mistresses or other women in every country they usually visit, Letta said again, making Marco shake his head. But Im not like that, Marco said. Thats why I dont want you to betray me. That would be a big mistake that might make me hate you. I dont want you to betray me with Freya. I dont want you to divide your love for another woman. Just the thought of it makes me feel suffocated. Especially if you actually do it, Letta replied, making Marco nod his head. Alright, thats an easy thing, I can do it, I guarantee that I will never turn to anyone, any other woman, and will never betray you and Freya, Marco said, sounding like something very easy for him. Thats proof that I really love you so to do that is not difficult for me because I have promised myself that you are the only woman worthy to be in my life, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. What about yourself? What would make you hate me? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent as if thinking about what his answer would be. Leaving me, Marco answered with that single word, making Letta furrow her brow. What do you mean? Letta asked again. I would definitely hate you very much if you leave me alone. I cant even imagine if you really leave me and abandon me, Marco said with an expression that was hard to interpret, making Letta fall silent. Of course, their conversation from the beginning was not ordinary; Marco rarely invited her to discuss such serious matters. I dont really know whats happening, Letta said, reaching out her hand and stroking her husbands firm jaw, making Marco immediately grasp her palm and kiss it gently. Because Im currently in a phase where Im very scared, Marco replied, making Letta furrow her brow. What are you afraid of? Arent we living happily with Freya right now? Letta asked again, making Marco fall silent for a moment. Thats why I feel so afraid, because there is a saying that if you feel extreme happiness, maybe someday you will be brought down by that very happiness itself, and it will be very painful, it will be very, very painful. I am currently in a phase where I am truly happy, so happy that I even feel that maybe I will experience it. Right now, Im willing to let go of anything for this happiness, because I feel an incredibly profound happiness, and thats my fear. It will surely turn around and it will be many times more painful, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. Lets end this event in the bathroom now, as it seems your mind is starting to freeze and cant think clearly, and youre saying silly things. Ill help dry your hair, and then well have dinner right away. Lets end this serious conversation because I dont want you to have more negative thoughts, okay? Letta said before getting up from her seat. Ill wait for you outside. Ill get your clothes ready first, Letta added before leaving the bathroom, leaving Marco still silently staring at the now closed door. Marco then rubbed his face roughly. Of course, Letta was now saying things like that, so what would her expression be when she found out the truth? What should he do? What should Marco do to hold onto this happiness and keep it with him? Marco didnt want everything to end, he didnt want Lettas past to return. Marco would risk anything to keep Letta and Freya with him, to ensure that Lettas ties and past never returned, even if it meant sacrificing everything he had now except Letta and Freya. Marco could let go of it, but not his familys happiness. Just tell me if something As promised earlier by Marco to Letta, Letta was allowed to apany Marco to see the doctor when Marco mentioned that he would be getting a prescription for himself. Since Marco had no other reason to refuse his wife, continuously rejecting her would only make Letta suspicious. Letta and Marco then walked through the hospital corridor to meet the doctor previously arranged by Marco. Are there no important meetings today? Letta asked, causing Marco to shake his head. No, Ive rescheduled for a few hours ahead, and Pedro will handle it. After returning from the hospital and dropping you off, I can go back to the office, Marco replied, tightly holding Lettas hand, walking alongside Letta through the hospital corridor. I dont need you to apany me, I can call the driver at hometer, so you can just go straight to the office, Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. No need, I will make sure my wife gets home safely. Besides, office matters are not as important as you, Marco said, making Letta smile, until they finally arrived in front of the doctors room who had previously treated Letta. Marco immediately knocked on the door, then entered and sat in front of the doctor who was focused on the t screen in front of him. Youvee, the doctor said, extending his hand, and Marco greeted him with his friendly smile. Its been a while, doctor, Marco said, making the doctor nod. Yes, quite a long time, the doctor said, then turning to look at Letta and nodding his head. They then chatted for a while, just small talk, before getting to the heart of the matter they were going to discuss. Previously, I didnt know that your wife woulde with you, the doctor said, making Marco nod his head. Yes, I did mention that you would give the prescription to my wife earlier, but it turns out that my wife has someints that need to be consulted with you, and I hope you can provide at least a way out or a littlefort for my wife, Marco said, making the doctor nod his head. Yes, you can say whatever you want to say, the doctor said, looking at Letta, and Letta looked at Marco, who then nodded to indicate that Letta could do anything and say anything that was troubling her to the doctor. Actually,tely I have been dreaming about myself, but with people I dont know. I dont know if its just a dream or if its fragments of memories that I have forgotten, Letta said, making the doctor nod his head. Actually, we cant specte on something like this. We also dont know if its just a dream or if its a memory you have forgotten. Thats why I am giving you the prescription that I gave to your husband, to stimte the nerves in your brain. Although its not a 100% guaranteed method, at least it will help, the doctor said, making Letta nod her head. Then, what about what Im experiencing? Will it be clearer slowly if I take the medication, or maybe my memories will graduallye back? Letta asked.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org. I cant guarantee it, but there will be some progress. If you can take it regrly, I have exined to your husband how to take it and to monitor it for how long, the doctor replied, making Letta fall silent. In the past few days, I met someone who imed to know me from the past. He seemed quite close to me, and ever since then, for some reason, I sometimes feel like theres something I remember, even if its just a fleeting shadow passing through my mind. But Im sure its a fragment of my memory. If I meet that person, is there a possibility it could trigger my memory again? Letta asked, making the doctor look towards Marco. It seemed Marco had forgotten to mention his encounter with Abian, making the doctor hesitant to answer Lettas question because both Marco and Letta hade to the hospital. Marco had contacted the doctor beforehand to receive counseling services, of course, so that they wouldnt suspect that Marco and the doctor were already coborating. I cant say for sure that it will work, but it might help trigger your memory. It depends on whether you want to meet or not, as the effect on patients like you can vary, the doctor said, making Letta even more confused. In the past, she had been determined to meet the man named Abian, but for some reason, Marco seemed to be against it, and the doctors words didnt reassure Letta either. This made Letta look back at Marco again. Just tell me if something is still bothering you. While were still here, besides, the doctor has already given you the prescription. We just need to break through it, and youll take it, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta then continued to ask the doctor until all the questions in her mind were fully articted, taking about an hour. Letta and Marco finally left the doctors room. You can sit in that chair for a moment. I need to check this prescription, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Alright, dont take too long, Letta replied, making Marco nod. Marco then walked through the hallway of the hospital, while Letta sat in one of the waiting chairs. There werent too many people on the floor where they met the doctor, perhaps because such patients were rare. Letta then got up from her seat and walked towards the window, which directly disyed the expansive hospital garden. Letta smiled as she saw the wide expanse of the garden with the sun shining on it. The fresh air immediately enveloped Letta, making her content to gaze at it. However, in the next moment, like a fleeting shadow in her mind, Letta was convinced that she could remember when she was wearing a patients gown and sitting in a wheelchair. Was it just her imagination, or as she had previously stated, was it a fragment of her memory? However, Letta felt like she had never experienced anything like it. Thest time she remembered, the first time she woke up after thea, Letta never experienced an injury like the one in her memory. Moreover, the patients gown she wore was also different. Letta furrowed her brow, trying to remember more about the shadow that had just passed through her mind. However, the more Letta tried to recall it, the more her head throbbed, causing Letta to immediately grip the chair behind her. Letta tried to sit back down, realizing she was pushing herself too hard to remember something, until she heard Marco calling her from a distance. After that, she heard footsteps approaching. Now Marco was looking at Letta with a concerned expression. Whats wrong? Are you feeling dizzy? Marco asked, seeing Letta bow her head while massaging the bridge of her nose. My head is throbbing a little, like Ive been pushing myself too hard, Letta said, ina whisper, making Marco furrow his brow. I told you not to force anything youre currently thinking about too much. If your memories are meant toe back, they will slowly start to return. You dont need to struggle and hurt yourself like this, Marco said, making Letta finally look at her husband. Yes, I guess I was rushing too much to remember everything, even though I dont need to do that. Whats important is that my memories now include you and Freya, Letta said, making Marco smile. Thats what you should be thinking. Dont dwell too much on your past, as it will have a negative impact on your health. After all, isnt Freya depending on you now? Marco said, making Letta nod her head and begin to smile slowly. You killed my child Letta then looked at Marco before finally smiling reassuringly at her husband. She reached out her hand and stroked Marcos strong jaw. Sorry for making you worried, Letta said, causing Marco to let out a long sigh before sitting right next to Letta. Yes, I will always be worried if I see you like that. Im afraid you might feel something very painful, and I cant do anything about it, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Again, I apologize. I promise not to force myself again to remember anything I have forgotten, Letta said, making Marco nod. Alright, then Im done with the prescription, but your face looks pale. Do you want me to get you something, maybe before we head back home? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, I think I need a drink, Letta replied, making Marco nod his head. In that case, wait here. Ill get you something to drink. Remember, dont go anywhere, and dont dwell on anything strange, Marco said, making Letta smile. Yes, I will follow your advice, Letta replied, making Marco leave Letta sitting in the waiting room. Letta just stared at the tips of the shoes she was wearing. It seemed that if Letta looked around, she was afraid that the shadows from earlier would reappear in her mind. Letta seemed still unprepared to ept it. So, Letta wouldnt force herself as she had promised Marco. Suddenly, as Letta wiggled her feet, she saw another pair of shoes now in front of her. Letta stopped her movements. After that, she slowly began to look up and gaze at a woman who was staring at her with an expression that was hard to interpret. The woman gazed straight at her, but showed no expression whatsoever. It seemed she was still wearing the hospitals patient gown. Can I help you with something? Letta asked the patient who now stood in front of her. However, the patient remained still, making Letta look around. Perhaps she was unwell and there was no nurse attending to her. Do you need my help? Letta asked again cautiously, making the woman immediately change her expression. Her eyes began to well up, but not only that, Letta could see her hands clenched as if she was holding back the anger within her. You, said the middle-aged woman in front of her still wearing the patients gown, making Letta furrow her brow. Yes, me? Why? Do you want me to do something? Letta asked again, making the woman raise her hand. After that, she pointed at Lettas face. I want you to vanish from this world, she said again, causing Letta to widen her eyes. The next moment, the mother reached out both of her hands and tightly choked Lettas neck. Startled, Letta could only restrain the mothers wrists. You killed my child! Youre truly a devilish woman who doesnt know gratitude. You easily took away the life of my only son, uttered the middle-aged mother, making Letta shake her head. Letta could feel her breath bing constricted, and her neck started to ache. She was truly being strangled and began to cough. However, the mother seemed to have no intention of loosening her grip. You also have to pay for my childs death. Life for a life. You must vanish and feel the suffering that I have felt all this time. You killed him and then disappeared. Truly the cruelest woman in this world, the mother yelled, making Letta unable to understand what she was saying, as her ears began to ring. Letta truly felt her body weakening. Her vision started to blur, as people around her screamed. Only then did Letta feel a jolt in her body when the nurses seemed to start to separate the mother. However, Letta didnt know where the strength of the mother came from that was choking her so strongly. Even the two nurses who were now trying to release her didnt help at all. They really just needed to breathe. Letta needed oxygen, but the mother seemed truly determined to kill her, until the grip loosened when Marco intercepted the mother and pushed her away. The two nurses were pushed as well. Letta automatically started to cough while holding her neck. Whats going on here? Marco asked, ring angrily at the nurses and the mother. Marco then looked at Letta, who was still coughing. Darling, are you okay? Marco asked, and the next moment, Marco widened his eyes when he saw Lettas neck turning blue due to the strangtion by the unknown woman. Marco immediately opened the bottled water he had, helping Letta to sip it slowly. Although Letta still seemed to be in distress, the choking was indeed not a joke. Seeing his wifes bruised neck, Marco immediately looked back at the mother who was still struggling to lunge at his wife. How could you release a mentally ill person like her? Marco said, making the nurses bow their heads.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Im sorry, sir. This mother is indeed under our care, but shes not crazy. Shes just under the influence of medication, the nurse said, making Marco clench his jaw. You say shes not crazy. How could a sane person choke someone like this? Look! Are you going to take responsibility for my wife? What if something bad happens to her? Marco retorted, making them just bow their heads. Marco felt they also epted their fault for neglecting to supervise a patient who was indeed under the influence of medication. Marco then looked at Letta, who was still holding her neck, which was really painful. Eventually, one of the doctors approached Marco. Of course, Marco couldnt let this case go just like that, especially with what happened to his wife. Whats going on? Whats themotion about? the doctor asked, making Marco about to answer when the middle-aged woman immediately headed back towards Letta. She killed my child, she must die! She must vanish from this world! Shes a devilish woman who cant be left alone! the mother shouted, leaving Letta speechless. Naturally, Letta was extremely shocked by her usatory words, prompting Marco to immediately embrace his wife. I didnt know that this hospital also amodates crazy people like her, Marco said, making the doctor walk towards him. I didnt know that this hospital also amodates crazy people like her, Marco said, making the doctor walk towards him. Im sorry, Mr. Jovanka, but can we talk in another room and for your wife, let our nurses handle her, the doctor said, making Marco look at Letta, but Letta shook her head. I want to go home, Im scared, Letta said, making Marco immediately look at the doctor. Look at the bruise caused by the strangtion, Marco said, making the doctor see how the bruise now encircled Lettas neck. You need to be examined immediately. We dont know the consequences, it will definitely be very painful, the doctor said, making Marco look back at Letta, but Letta seemed reluctant to stay any longer in the hospital. I want to go home, take me home now, Letta said, looking very pale. Even her hand gripping Marcos wrist felt cold and trembling. I want you to send the best doctor in this hospital to my house. I want to take care of my wife at home because she seems quite shocked to be treated in the same hospital as the madwoman earlier, Marco said, making the doctor nod. Very well, then we will prepare for it. We apologize for our negligence, the doctor said, making Marco not respond. He immediately embraced Letta and took her away from the hospital. Marco didnt want to leave Letta in fear in the hospital that almost took her life. accidental injury Marco immediately helped Letta get into the car before joining her and sitting beside her. He quickly fastened her seatbelt and looked at the bruise encircling her neck. This must be very painful, Marco said, gently touching it, causing Letta to nod slowly. Its truly excruciating, Im even having difficulty swallowing my own saliva, Letta replied, prompting Marco to clench his fists. I have to find that woman and finish her off myself, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Dont do anything, I saw that woman seemed unwell earlier. She appeared disturbed, so maybe shes just depressed or something, I dont know, Letta responded, but Marco still couldnt ept the womans actions. Still, whether shes crazy or not, how could she hurt people around her, especially in the hospital? I have to sue her, Marco said, making Letta let out a long sigh before caressing her husbands firm jaw that looked hardened. No, Im okay. Yes, it might be just a minor injury, but please dont do anything. Dont add more problems to yourself. I know managing yourpany and other businesses is already very exhausting, so dont add more to your te, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. How can I stay silent when my wife almost lost her life being strangled by that madwoman? Marco said, of course, Letta remembered the words the woman had uttered to her. She seemed really furious with me, Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in frustration. Thats just nonsense, her mind is disturbed, shes insane, Marco said, making Letta shake her head again. No, Im sure. Initially, she just looked at me silently. Its as if she recognized my face before she lost control. Her eyes were filled with tears, and I could feel it, Letta answered, visibly making Marco gently stroke the side of Lettas face. Stop saying that everyone you meet is someone from your past. Im tired of hearing it. Dont you see what happened afterward? She almost killed you, and you still think she recognizes you? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent. Of course, Letta knew how angry Marco was right now, but for some reason, she felt that her intuition was telling her otherwise. The woman couldnt have suddenly attacked her if she didnt know her. Letta should have asked what was wrong with the woman. Let it be, dont make things more chaotic for yourself. You dont need to bother with unclear people like that. Its better if we go home now, treat you, and let you rest. Thats what you should do. Never think about others, especially considering your condition, where you shouldnt worry about others, Marco said, making Letta fall silent for a moment in the car, until Marco let out another long sigh. He then looked at his wifes slender neck, which was marked with the bruise from the strangtion, before gently kissing it, causing Letta to close her eyes. Im sorry, I should have just taken you home immediately and not left you alone in that waiting room, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. You dont need to feel guilty like that either. Didnt everything happen so quickly? Its as if everything was destined to happen. Maybe if not today, perhaps another incident would have happened to me and caused me the same thing, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, no, its my fault. From now on, I will never leave you alone. Im truly foolish. I should have stayed by your side, Marco said, beginning to me himself. Letta was ufortable with his attitude, always ming himself for anything that happened to her and Freya, which he should bear responsibility for, but Letta didnt like hearing it. Stop ming yourself. Didnt you say that this was the womans doing? So thats enough, Letta said, making Marco once again let out a long sigh. Fine, then lets just go home. And remember, dont dwell on strange things. That woman couldnt have known you. Shes just a madwoman. So dont let it bother you, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod. They then immediately headed to theirrge house. Of course, Letta needed to be treated immediately. If not, her injury could be more dangerous. Finally, after a few minutes of driving, Marco got out of the car and opened the door for Letta. Are you strong enough to walk? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Yes, my neck hurts, but my legs are fine, Letta replied, making Marco shake his head. Still, you might feel dizzy or something. Let me know if youre feeling ufortable with your body, Marco said, making Letta nod. Letta then held Marcos hand as he helped her walk slowly. They immediately entered the house, even Desi, who crossed paths with Letta, was surprised to see how bruised Madames neck looked. What happened to you? Desi asked, who was now Carrying Freya, making Letta smile reassuringly. Im okay, Desi. Its just an idental injury, Letta replied, making Desi look at Marco, who still had a frustrated look on his face. Desi could already guess from her masters gaze. Letta then reached out her hand, intending to take Freya from Desis arms, when Marco stopped her. For now, let Desi take care of Freya. You need to rest and focus on your injury. The doctor will probablye soon and examine you, Marco said, making Letta immediately look at Freya, who was now smiling at her with a mncholic gaze.N?velDrama.Org content rights. I wanted to hug my daughter. I miss her, Letta replied again. No. Just let Freya be. Its better to rest directly, Marco said, guiding Letta, who still didnt want to move away from her daughter. Did Freya just sleep earlier? Letta asked, making Desi nod her head. Miss just woke up and seems like Miss wants to y, Desi replied, making Letta about to say something, when Marco stopped her. Thats good then. Daddys little princess should y with Desi first. Okay, your mother will rest for a while, so dont be fussy and dont disturb her, Marco said, making Freya p her hands as if understanding her fathers words. Marco immediately pulled Letta up the stairs, although Letta was still looking at Freya, who was waving at her. Letta could still take care of Freya, but Marco was truly going to confine her in the room, Letta thought. Now lie down, Marco said. I have to change my clothes first, Letta said again. You just sleep here. Ill get your clothes and change them for you, okay? Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Come on, its my neck thats hurt. I shouldnt have to do something like that. I can change my clothes in the dressroom, Letta said, but Marco ignored her and entered the dressroom. Marco took the clothes his wife would wear, and as Marco said, he didnt just fetch them, but actually helped Letta change her clothes, until a servant knocked on their door. Mr. And Mrs., theres a doctor who has arrived, the servant said. Tell him toe up directly and check on Letta, Marco said, making the servant nod. Marco then sat beside the bed, then looked at his wife with raised eyebrows. Arent you supposed to go back to the office? Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance. Do you think I can go to the office with you in this condition? Of course not, Marco said, the answer already predictable to Letta, making her stay silent and do as her husband said. I will try something Marco then furrowed his brow as he felt some movement beside him. He opened his eyes wide, gazing at Letta, who seemed restless in her sleep, cold sweat dampening the side of her face. This prompted Marco to sit up, reach out his hand, and gently stroke Lettas face. Secondster, Marco could feel how high his wifes body temperature was, so he began to gently tap Lettas face. Darling, wake up. Are you in pain? Marco asked. However, Letta remained steadfast in keeping her eyes closed. Letta seemed drawn into a nightmare that she had been experiencing for the past few days since the incident at the hospital. After being examined by the doctor, it turned out that Letta was experiencing excessive anxiety, perhaps due to the fear she had acquired from the unknown woman who suddenly wanted to harm her. Since then, Marco had also been forced to separate Letta and Freya. Currently, Freya was with Helena, as Marco couldnt let Freya continue to stay in their residence while Letta was in her current condition.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Marco then pressed the phone on the bedside, calling Desi to immediately summon the doctor. He also turned on the main light when he saw Letta in real pain and cradled Letta in his arms. Darling, wake up, the doctor wille soon. So, hold on, Marco said again. Finally, Letta slowly opened her eyes. It hurts so much, Letta said weakly, making Marco nod his head. Stay calm, I will take care of you soon. Your condition will improve after the doctor examines you, Marco said again. Secondster, Letta gripped her head tightly as she felt it throb intensely. Marco could only rub her face roughly, not knowing what to do to alleviate his wifes pain. Marco even cursed several times when the doctor did note to his residence, even though he should have known that this was not the time for the doctor toe quickly. Since it was 2 am, of course, the doctor needed preparation toe to their residence. About 30 minutester, the doctor finally arrived, seeing how Letta groaned in pain. Let me examine your wife first, the doctor said, making Marco nod. The doctor began to observe Lettas consciousness, the focus of her eyes, and her body temperature. I will give her a sedative and a painkiller. After that, we need to talk, the doctor said, making Marco nod his head. Do whatever it takes to get Letta back to a healthy condition, Marco said. A few minutester, Letta seemed to be calm in her sleep after the doctor administered one injection and medication. What actually happened to my wife? Marco asked. Previously, Marco had already recounted the incident that had happened to her at the hospital, and afterward, the doctor could conclude something that he had to tell Marco at the moment. It seems we need to stop the medication that I previously prescribed for you, the doctor said, making Marco furrow his brow. Why, why does it need to be stopped? Marco asked again. It seems that the effect is very contrary to your wifes current condition. As much as we try to suppress her memories, those memories will slowly begin to resurface, and the effect of the medication is causing your wifes current state. She will feel excruciating pain if she continues to take the medication. So its better to let her memories slowlye back, the doctor said, leaving Marco speechless. Of course, this was not a trivial matter that Marco could decide on easily. On the one hand, Marco didnt want Letta to remember everything, but on the other hand, he didnt want Letta to experience pain if she continued to be given the medication. Is there any way we can suppress those memories? Marco asked, making the doctor shake his head. Theres nothing we can do, as in the end, we will hurt your wife just like now if we keep suppressing it. It seems that since The incident at the hospital, that was the starting point for her memories to starting back. Could it be that your wife knows that woman who suddenly attacked her? the doctor asked, making Marco shake his head, as he didnt really know how the incident started. Marco only listened to the exnations from the people around and the nurses who handled her. I dont know, Marco said, rubbing his face roughly. And it seems that the encounter with the man you mentioned also triggered your wife to remember all the memories that were gradually fading. So we cant suppress it Any longer. I suggest that maybe it would Be better for you to tell her the truth about what she has forgotten before she finds out on her own. Perhaps thats something you dont want to happen, the doctor suggested, leaving Marco silent. For now, I cant make any decisions, but if there is any way to suppress her memories without causing her pain like this, please let me know. I will pay whatever it takes, Marco said, seeming to have lost control and feeling anxious. However, the doctor remained silent, looking into Marcos frightened eyes. I will try somethingter, the doctor said, giving the only sentence he could provide to calm Marco. However, for now, stop giving her that medication, or else your wifes condition Will worsen, the doctor said, making Marco nod. Marco then instructed Desi to escort the doctor back outside, while he himself began to approach Letta. He reached out his hand and gently caressed his wifes face. Her skin felt cold and pale. Letta had been in this condition for almost 4 days, even though the doctor had initially rmended stopping the medication. However, Marco still wanted to try it, and the result was like this. Letta was truly in excruciating pain. Then, what should he do when the memories slowly started toe back? Was the idea the doctor gave to reveal everything the best idea? Marco pondered. It was a memory that was too long and too bitter To be revealed to Letta. Marco didnt want To make his wife suffer any further. Marco then released his hand, which was tightly gripping Lettas hand, and kissed her. Please, I beg you, focus on our life right now. Never think about anything in the past. Didnt you say that its enough to have me by your side? You can forget anything in this world, so I beg you, return to how you were before, dont think about anything, Marco said while continuing to hold his wifes hand, which felt very cold. Marco never imagined that this incident would be so fatal. Marco also couldnt predict that Letta would meet people she might have met before, and one mystery that Marco had to solve immediately was about the female patient who suddenly attacked Letta. Perhaps that was also something Letta had exeerienced. Marco then reached for his phone. He didnt know what time it was, and he didnt care. He immediately contacted Pedro to find out about the patients at the hospital. Marco had to make sure of something after the disturbance from Abian. Marco didnt want to be disturbed again by the presence of someone else in their lives that had disrupted their peace. Marco was confident that Pedro would handle it well. After that, the next step Marco needed to take was to take action. Marco hoped that Letta would recover soon and forget everything. He didnt want to force himself. Because Marco truly couldnt bear to see Letta in pain, but he also didnt want to take a risk that would shatter and hurt him. Why was she at the hospital? Its because of the condition of Letta that is getting worse, Marco is taking care of all his work at home. At the office, as usual, Marco would instruct Pedro and his other secretaries to take care of everything. Marco is now focused on the t screen in front of him, checking some iing messages, and finishing the reports given by Pedro. However, for some reason, his focus still couldnt be on his work. This made Marco finally let out a long sigh, leaning back on the big chair behind him, and roughly rubbing his face. Last night, Letta was able to fall back asleep after being examined by the doctor. However, in the morning, Lettained again that her head was throbbing severely. Letta alsoined that her body felt very cold, even though her body temperature was high enough to be considered normal. Marcos thoughts stopped when his phone rang, disying Helenas name, prompting Marco to answer it immediately. Hello, Mom, Marco answered. How is your wife doing? Helena asked, making Marco pause for a moment. Her condition is still weak, even though the doctor has examined her. But the doctor couldnt do anything, and he just gave her calming medication and pain relievers, Marco said, making Helena also pause as if thinking about the current condition of her daughter-inw. What about Freya there? Is she fussy? Marco asked. No, shes ying very actively as usual, and yes, she really likes her grandfather, Helena replied, making Marco at least breathe a sigh of relief with the good condition of his daughter. Marco thought maybe Freya would feel ufortable in the new ce with her grandparents, but it turned out to be unexpected. I will send the new breast milk for Freyater, Marco said. Yes, you should do that, Helena replied. Whatever happens with your wife, never make any more mistakes, especially now that Freya is between you. Mommy is already tired enough with your rtionship from the beginning, Helena said, making Marco fall silent. Although Marco knew that Helena initially did not approve of him, Marco knew that her inner self wanted the best for her sons marriage. Okay, Mommys words will be remembered, Marco said, then hung up the phone. Marco didnt know and still couldnt decide what was best for Letta. His thoughts stopped when his phone rang again, and now it was Pedro who started calling him. Hello, how is it going? Have you found information about that woman? Marco asked. Yes, sir, Pedro answered, making Marco sit up straight. Who is she, does she have any connection to Lettas past? Marco asked again, making Pedro seem to weigh the answer he would give to Marco. Thats right, sir. It turns out that the middle-aged woman is Seans mother, Pedro answered, making Marco feel his heart beating fast. Of course, Marco still remembered Sean, the man who had been part of Lettas life a few years ago. Why was she at the hospital? Marco asked again.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Since she lost contact with her son, she has been experiencing depression and anxiety. She seemed like a crazy person, but her family never sent her to the hospital. She was treated at the same hospital where you met her. It seems that it was at that time when the middle-aged woman became hysterical after meeting with Mrs. Letta. After I found out, the middle-aged woman med the disappearance of Sean on the disappearance of Mrs. Letta at that time, and the pressure she has been feeling until now is due to not having seen the body of her missing son, Pedro exined, making Marco rub his face roughly. Of course, that woman would never find her son Seans body, as Marco had instructed Pedro to dispose of the man who dared to try to harm Letta. However, it was also not good news for Marco to receive. Slowly, one by one, the people who were previously in Lettas life began to reappear. Was this indeed the destiny shown by the Lord to make Letta remember everything again, Marco thought, as he was about to contact someone else. When the door of his office opened, Letta appeared and stood silently in the doorway with a pale face, making Marco slightly startled and immediately getting up from his seat. Darling, what are you doing here? You should still be resting. Look at your condition, still weak, and your face still looks pale, Marco said, but Letta just shook her head. Im too bored to keep staying in the room. [have taken my medication and had my breakfast. At least I want to take a walk, Letta said, making Marco finally hug his wife. Forgive me for leaving you for a while. I had to take care of some work, Marco said again, making Letta nod her head. I miss Freya. Cant we bring Freya back here? Letta asked, looking at Marco, making Marco release his hug and lift his head. No, it would be pitiful for Freya and for yourself if we bring her back now. So, the safest ce for our little princess to stay is at her grandparents house. I also dont want you to be too busy taking care of Freya with your current condition. You really need to recover. If not, it would be pitiful for Freya. She should also not be too close to you with your body temperature fluctuating like this, Marco said again, making Letta immediately put on a sad face. Even just once, I cant meet her, just once, Letta said, making Marco look into Lettas eyes full of longing. Of course, not only Letta, but he also missed theughter of their little princess very much. I promise, once you start to recover and your face is not as pale as it is now, I will take you to meet Freya. So, for now, its better for you to rest first so that your body condition improves. After that, you can meet Freya. How about that? Marco said, which seemed to leave Letta with no other choice before she finally nodded. Marco pulled Letta back into his embrace. Come on, dont dwell on unimportant things too much. The doctor said your current condition is because youve been thinking too much about something. You can tell me if anything is bothering you. You dont have to burden yourself with it, which makes you like this, Marco said again, making Letta nod her head. Im sorry, I really didnt intend to remember anything, but I dont know why every night I have that nightmare again. I wish I could distinguish it from reality, Letta said, making Marco worried about his wifes current condition. In that case, instead of discussing unpleasant things, how about I apany you to sit in the park? Didnt you say youre bored of being in the room all the time? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Of course, thats why I came to bother you, so you could apany me for a walk in the park, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Alright, then well sit in the park. Besides, the sunlight is very good for your condition, Marco said, making them go outside and descend the stairs to the garden next to their house. Letta closed her eyes as she leaned on Marcos shoulder, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun that was now hitting her skin while trying to regte her breathing slowly. After that, Letta felt her body, which had previously been trembling fiercely, slowly starting to feel warm. Hows the weather? Nice, isnt it? Marco said, making Letta nod her head while still keeping her eyes closed. There’s nothing there Marco gazed at Letta, who was basking in the morning sunlight that now leaned against her shoulder before he reached out to gently stroke Lettas face. Does your body still feel sore? Marco asked, causing Letta to shake her head. NO, its just that I feel like Im in an empty space, Letta replied without opening her eyes. Letta was still leaning on her husbands shoulder, trying to feel the breeze brushing against her skin. She just wanted to feel if her current life was real or if she was just hallucinating. What do you mean? Marco asked again. I feel like Im not someone with a purpose in life, especially these past few days when all the bad things seem to be closing in on me. Even the nightmares seem to be haunting me, Letta said, finally slowly opening her eyes to look up at Marco, who was also looking at her. I feel like Im confused, Letta said again, making Marco, of course, understand what Letta meant. After a few days of her condition deteriorating, Letta often had nightmares, whether they were her imagination or actual unpleasant events she had experienced, and all of it haunted Letta every night, causing Marco to finally pull Lettas shoulder to look at her before embracing her tightly. Whatever happens, I will never leave you. You remember, right? My promise. I will never let you go. Even if you push me away, as much as my love is, and not as much as it is, I dont want to be apart from you, Marco said again, making Letta fall silent. I feel something very painful. But I dont know what the cause is, Letta said, making Marco once again only able to see his wifes pale face. Can you not think of anything that makes the pain worse? I promise I will make you forget all the nightmares youve been having, Marco said again, making Letta smile. Yes, I believe you will. You will surely do your best for me and Freya, Letta said, making Marco nod. Letta then leaned back on her husbands shoulder. Look at that backyard. Hasnt the grass grown tall? When was thest time you told Desi to clean it up? Hasnt it been a very long time? Letta asked, trying to shift her mind to another conversation, her gaze fixed on the garden near the towering fortress that bordered Marcosrge house. Yes, the gardeners rarely touch that garden. Why? Marco asked, making Letta turn to look at her husband. Although I had told Desi to nt some trees, why didnt you tell the gardeners to take care of it? Ive been busy with Freya every day, so I couldnt see the backyard, Letta said again, making Marco look at the fortress, where his bad memories were trying to be held back. You can nt trees elsewhere. Just leave the backyard, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. Isnt it a shame? Besides, the garden is also very spacious. Why doesnt the fortress surround our house and instead divide it in the middle? Letta asked again. I dont know, I have no idea which architect designed it that way, Marco replied. Wouldnt demolishing it allow us to expand the garden? We could get rid of the fortress and build a new one that could surround our entire house, Letta said again, making Marco shake his head. Im toozy to create amotion around the house, so let it be. Besides, we already have a spacious enough flower garden and the like. We dont need to expand it further, Marco replied. Wouldnt it be nice if you could make a field? Perhaps something that isnt here yet, utilizing thend. Wouldnt that be great? Letta said again, making Marco smile.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Yes, I will consider it after you recover. So, instead of thinking about the neglected garden, its better to focus on your health for now. Didnt you also say you miss Freya very much? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, I miss our little daughter. What is she doing? Does she miss her mother too? Letta asked again. This morning Mommy called, she said Freya was very happy and not fussy. Ive also instructed them to send breast milk to Mommys residence, Marco said. No, can I just hear her voice? Letta said again. If youre feeling better in 2 days, well go see her. I promise, Marco said, making Letta immediately put on her pouty face again. Alright then, the sun is getting high and its not good to be outside for too long. Lets go inside, Marco said, making Letta finally reach out her hand to wee Marcos hand to guide her back inside the house. Marco hugged his wifes shoulder tightly as they entered theirrge house again. Even the servants were seen looking at Letta out of the corner of their eyes, worried about the condition of their Lady of the house. Marco was about to take Letta up the stairs, but his steps stopped when Letta stopped him. I dont want to go to the bedroom, Letta said, seemingly bored if Marco kept taking her to the bedroom to rest. Then, didnt we juste from the garden? Later, when youve rested, we can go out again, maybe to the TV room or wherever you want, Marco said. But Im not sleepy yet. Ive also rested for too long. If I keep sleeping, my head will only get more dizzy, Letta replied. Alright, then where do you want to go? Maybe you want to eat something. I can ask Desi to prepare it, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, I want to go to the library. Yes, at least to read a book, Letta said again. We can do that in the room. Ill pick out some books for you from the library and bring them to the room. How about that? You can also read them while rxing a bit on the bed. It will definitely befortable, Marco said, who was indeed very attentive to Lettas current condition. However, it seemed that Letta did not agree with her husbands opinion. I want to read in the library only. Im tired of constantly being in that spacious room. Even though you apany me, its still not the same. Besides, you also have to monitor your work at the office, dont you? Letta said, finally making Marco unable to refuse his wifes request. Alright, then, but no more than an hour, okay? You have to take your medicine and rest immediately, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. They then walked towards the library. As usual, Letta always drew attention to the hallway that seemed to have its door locked. Am I still not allowed to go there? Can I go there? Letta asked, pointing to the locked big door. Theres nothing there. Its just a storage room, Marco said, making Letta furrow her brow. Are there any valuable items in that storage room? Why do you have to lock it with such a big padlock? Letta asked again. There are no valuable items. There are only unused things. So, just ignore it. Theres just some junk. Besides, if you want to get valuable things, you can just tell me and dont need to search in the storage room, Marco said, making Letta look up at her husband. The more you forbid me, the more I want to go there. Wouldnt it be really exciting if we found a treasure, perhaps? Lettas words made Marcough. Theres nothing like that. All my treasures are in the safe. You can look for them there if you want to find treasure, Marco said, making Letta pout. However, Letta was truly very curious about the building in the back hallway that seemed to be tightly locked by Marco. the woman Marco and Letta were engrossed in their respective books. Lettas idea of reading at the library seemed to have sparked Marcos interest in picking up the unfinished books he had left aside. asionally, Marco nced at his wife, who waspletely absorbed in the romantic novel he had bought for her a few months ago. Meanwhile, he himself delved into a dense book on various economic indicators and the world economy. Do you want something to drink or eat? Maybe I can bring it over here, Marco said, making Letta nod her head without responding, which made Marco smile. Marco then gazed at his wife with intense admiration, taking in her beautiful eyes, high and small nose, and her cute, round lips, even though her face seemed pale at the moment. But that didnt diminish the beauty his wife possessed in the slightest, prompting Letta to return her husbands gaze. Dont tease me. Im focused on reading, Letta said, prompting Marco to roll his smile. Thats not a book. Its just a romantic novel with love stories that make you smile to yourself, Marco retorted, causing Letta to shrug nonchntly. Still, its reading material, isnt it? Letta replied. Well, alright, suit yourself. Do you want some snacks or a drink? You need to fill your stomach. Dont you also have to prepare breast milk for Freya? Marco asked, finally catching Lettas gaze. Okay, maybe some fruit snacks, Letta replied, causing Marco to nod. Well then, wait a moment, Marco said, about to get up from his seat when the ringing of his phone halted his movement. Letta resumed her reading in front of her. A few minutes passed, and Letta felt her throat starting to get dry, but Desi or Marco had not yet brought anything for her. Finally, Letta stood up and began to walk to find a waiter she could ask for help to bring her a drink. Letta scanned the library surroundings, but there was no sign of any waiters or guards passing by. This made Letta continue walking, but her steps halted when she arrived at the back corridor, which appeared to be locked. She approached the door and felt curious as to why Marco had closed it like that. When Letta touched the lock, it suddenly didnt seem to be properly secured. This made Letta focus her gaze around, thinking it wouldnt hurt to take a look around. Furthermore, Marco had already stated that there was nothing important there. Therefore, the possibility of damaging it would not make her husband angry. Eventually, Letta unlocked the padlock and pushed the creaking wooden door open with force. Letta could see that the corridor was no different from the one in Marcosrge house. Everything looked very intriguing, but Letta furrowed her brow when she stopped in a very different room at the end of the building. Could this be the back building limited by the high fortress outside? Letta thought. She continued to step forward, examining every part of the corridor. It turned out that the corridor was farther than Letta had anticipated. It was truly at the back of Marcos house, and Letta eventually stopped in that small room. There was a small wooden door that looked very different from the opulent rooms in the house. It felt more like a warehouse, and as Letta pushed it, she began to feel that something was off with what Marco or Desi had described.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Thats not a warehouse. It looks like a small room. It is indeed a room. I see a small bed, a small wardrobe, but very minimal lighting, Letta finally entered the room slowly, and she could feel her breath getting choked by the dust that filled the room. Why doesnt Marco use this room? Could it be too small, so he doesnt use it? Letta muttered, turning her body to look around the room. There was also a small-sized bathroom inside. Clearly, it was a very different room from the others. Even the maids room wasrger and better than this. Letta then walked towards the small square-sized window, which allowed air and sunlight to enter. Then why is the window only this small? Letta murmured, reaching out her hand to touch the window. However, for some reason, like before, it was like a fleeting shadow that now crossed her mind, causing Letta to retract her hand. What was that? Letta murmured again because she felt as if someone, a woman, had lived in that room before. But why was she the only one who could feel it, Letta wondered. Whose room is this, actually? Letta murmured again, about to reach for the wardrobe next to her. However, once again, it happened, as shadows began to embed in Lettas mind. Even her ears started ringing as her mind began to hear a woman crying, sobbing bitterly, and moaning in pain, causing Letta to try to cover her ears, but the sound only grew louder. I think I should leave this room, Letta muttered, trying to exit the room. However, her steps suddenly halted when she saw a woman crouched in the bathroom. Letta furrowed her brow. She was sure it was just her imagination, but why did it feel so real? The woman appeared to be crying, hugging her knees, her disheveled hair covering her face, causing Letta to furrow her brow even more. Who was the woman who had lived in this small room? Letta thought. Letta knew it wasnt real, it was just a figure in her mind, but her steps stopped when, the next moment, her eyes widened. As the woman slowly began to lift her face, Letta knew for sure it was her own figure she was seeing, but different from her current self. The woman resembling her looked very distressing, with many bruises on her body, not to mention the expression of pain and disappointment now evident on her face, as if she was truly desperate with her current life, leaving Letta speechless. How could her own figure look so heartbreaking? Had she really experienced something so painful in her life? Letta thought, feeling her head starting to throb. Letta had to think hard. Why was the figure of the woman in this small room at the back of Marcosrge house? What was actually on her mind right now, causing Letta to bow her body as her head became unbearable. Even her footsteps felt weak. Her breath began to race as she tried to remember everything. Letta was sure that something must have happened in that small room, whether it was a hallucination or something from her past. Letta could only groan in pain now as the shadows started to blur in her memory, the distressing woman in the bathroom no longer visible. But it was reced with the pain in her head, making Letta unable to bear the weight of her body any longer, until she felt her entire consciousness slipping away, copsing on the cold floor with sweat drenching her body, trying to force herself to remember what she shouldnt remember anymore, because Letta only received a sense of pain and disappointment. What did she see, actually? Marco had just ended the call with Pedro when Desi was seen rushing in a hurry. Sir, Desi said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Whats going on? Madam is not in the library, Desi said, prompting Marco to run towards the library. It was impossible for Letta to disappear from his own residence, let alone leave therge house without anyone noticing. Search the corners of the library. Theres no way Letta left without anyone knowing, not a single person, Marco said, making Desi nod. Desi then instructed the servants to search, but their efforts yielded no results. There was only a book on the table that they had been reading earlier. Didnt I tell you to quickly deliver food and drinks to Letta? Marco said, making Desi nod. I immediately followed your order, Sir. It might have only been a few minutes before I went to the library, but Madam was already gone, Desi said, causing Marco to rub his face roughly. In that case, search the entire house, dont leave any corner unchecked, Marco said, making the others disperse. Marco then quickly left the library. Could it be that Letta was walking around in another room? But when Marco was about to head towards the garden, his steps halted. He saw that the lock that should have been tightly secured was slightly open, causing Marco to furrow his brow. The next moment, Marco felt his heart beating rapidly. His current shadow was whether Letta might have gone to the back corridor of their house. Eventually, Marco slowly pushed open therge wooden door. The lock wasnt properly secured, and it was unlikely that Letta could have opened it with bare hands. Marco slowly stepped inside. This was the first time Marco had set foot in the back of their house after the bad memory he had engraved on Letta. Marco didnt dare to venture further, but to ensure Lettas whereabouts, Marco entered the room. Despite the creeping feeling of suffocation, even Marco couldnt imagine how cruel he had been to leave Letta alone in a room that felt colder and more eerie than the others, a decision he had made himself. Finally, Marcos steps halted when a few steps further he approached a room that held a bitter memory for Letta. Marco tried to brace himself to see the small room. Eventually, Marco tried to exhale slowly and continued his steps. The next moment, Marco widened his eyes when he saw Letta lying on the cold, dusty floor. Marco ran and approached, immediately embracing Letta, who looked very cold and pale. Marco didnt stay still, immediately lifting Lettas body and not wanting to linger in the suffocating room. The room was even smaller, smaller than the other rooms in the house. Its location far back in the house made the temperature causing his body to tremble. So, what caused Letta to lose consciousness? Could it be that Letta was starting to realize the memories in that room that held the bitter memories about herself? The guards and servants immediately ran towards Marco as he carried his wife.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Quick, call the doctor! Marco eximed, running up the stairs. Desi began to call the doctor as instructed by Marco. Afterwards, Desi approached one of the servants named Rina, who was on duty that day, to check the back corridor. Dont tell me you forgot to lock it, Desi said, making Rina bow her head. I forgot, did I lock it properly or not? the servant replied, causing Desi to rub her face roughly. If Marco hadnt found Letta in that room, perhaps Desi could have forgiven her, but this seemed to be a major problem. You better pack your things now before Mr. Marco himself drives you out in a very cruel way, Desi said, making Rina immediately look up. Give me a chance. I] really forgot to lock it. I was in a hurry when you called me back earlier. I dont have the authority, because Mr. Marco wont overlook such a small mistake, especially when it concerns his wife. So its better for you to pack now. Do you want me to tell him everything? Its better that I get reprimanded than you bing the target. Im doing this because I care. Youre also a new servant here, so maybe the Master will understand, Desi said, making Rina have no choice. In the house, besides Marco and Pedro, Desi also had the authority to dismiss servants who did not meet the homeowners expectations. Desi immediately returned to her employers room. Have you contacted the doctor? Marco asked again as Desi entered. Yes, Sir. I brought clean water and a small towel to clean Madams face, Desi said, allowing Marco to take over. Letta was found lying on the very dusty floor. The side of her body looked very dirty, as did her face. Her paleplexion made Marco even more worried. What did she see, actually? Marco muttered, starting to wipe Lettas face with the warm towel. I apologize, Sir, for my negligence in not being able to monitor the work of the other servants, so one of them forgot to lock the back room, Desi said, bowing her head, causing Marco to stop his movements. Have you taken action against the servant? Marco asked, making Desi nod her head. I have dismissed her without providing severance pay. I think thats enough. She was also a new employee, so I dont think theres a need to take it any further, Desi said, causing Marco to clench his hands. You made that decision right away because you didnt want me to be the one to teach her a lesson, right? Marco asked, seemingly familiar with how Desi always felt sorry for the people under her. I apologize, Sir. I was bold enough to make that decision on my own, Desi replied, causing Marco to fall silent again. Quickly call the doctor again. I need them as soon as possible, Marco said, choosing to continue wiping Lettas face with the warm towel. Meanwhile, Desi immediately went back out and called the doctor. Of course, Desi already knew the condition of her employer. Especially now, seeing Letta once again looking helpless on the bed. Desi didnt understand why these recent unfortunate incidents involving Letta seemed to be happening more frequently. Couldnt this small family live in peace and happiness? Desi thought, sometimes feeling deeply sorry for Letta, who always seemed to be the target of everything that happened. Eventually, a few minutester, Desi weed the arrival of the doctor and escorted them to the second floor. Desi could only wait outside as the doctor examined Letta. Although Desi was very curious about her condition, she couldnt force herself. Desi could only pray that everything would be fine. You’ll be okay Marco then looked at Letta, who was now just sitting quietly staring out of her room window. Letta had been sitting like that for an hour, refusing to eat, speak, or show any other expression when Marco approached her. Since she was found in the small room that had once been a bad memory for her, Lettas condition had worsened, leaving Marco unsure of what else to do for his wife. Marco was thrown back to the events a few days ago, when Letta had just woken up. Three days earlier, When Letta was found unconscious, the doctor began examining her and said that her condition was deteriorating. Her body temperature was rising, her face was pale, and her blood pressure indicated that Letta needed to be taken to the hospital immediately. However, Marco asked the doctor to treat her at home. Marco would do anything as long as Letta didnt go back to that medicinally scented room again. Marco looked at Letta, who was still unconscious, her hands even feeling cold. Marco didnt know if his wife could handle an incident like this. Until finally, Marco was slightly startled when Letta suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking at Marco with a frightened expression. This made Marco immediately help Letta sit up. Where am I? Letta asked at that moment.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Calm down, sweetheart, youre currently in our room. How do you feel? Do you feel any pain in your body? Marco asked, causing Letta to shake her head again. Letta then gripped the clothes Marco was wearing at the time. Save, Letta said with a fearful expression, making Marco look at the doctor, who also had a puzzled look on his face. I beg you, save me. I no shes trapped that small room she looks so frightened shes tormented. Please get her out and dont hurt me, Letta said, making Marco shake his head, not understanding what his wife meant. Calm down, youre safe now. No one will hurt you. Youll always be under my protection. I will always take care of you, Marco said, cupping Lettas face, who was now shedding tears, her body trembling. Calm down, the doctor will examine you. You can rx, alright? Marco said again, making Letta look at the doctor. Dont let her get close. She will take away all my happiness. That doctor was ordered to harm me, Letta said, making the doctors movements stop, as did Marco, who immediately shook his head. No, I called that doctor. He will examine and treat you, so calm down, Marco said again, but Letta shook her head. No, dont let him touch me. He will hurt me, Letta said again with all her might, leaving Marco silent, as did the doctor. Marco then looked at Desi, who also looked shocked by the condition of her mistress, ordering the doctor to be taken to another room. Marco would calm Letta down first before meeting the doctor. Right now, in that room, there was only Letta and himself. Calm down, theres only the two of us in this room. Tell me what happened and what you saw? Marco said again, making Letta immediately look at her husband. Someone imprisoned her in that small room. She looked in pain, she was also devastated. Why would someone be so cruel to her? Letta said, making Marco furrow his brow. I could even feel the suffocating feeling inside that room. But theres someone who lets her suffer like that. What should I do? Letta asked while gripping the clothes Marco was wearing. Who do you mean and who was cruel to her? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Her breath was racing, making Marco finally look at the ss of water on the nightstand. Drink some water first and calm yourself. We can talk calmly, and we will help her, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod. Marco immediately gave his wife some water, then allowed them to normalize their breathing. So, calm down. Youll be okay. She wont feel any pain either, Marco said, trying to persuade his wife. Then he waited until Letta felt a little calmer before gently caressing her face. Tell me what actually happened? Marco asked again, making Letta fall silent as if she was reliving everything she saw in that small room. I saw her in the bathroom. There were many bruises all over her body. She looked fragile too. She cried in pain, she groaned but no one helped her. She was trapped in that small room, as if she was isted from the outside world. Even the sunlight seemed reluctant to enter. She had no one to confide in, and I could feel all the pain she felt at that moment, Letta said, making Marco silent again. Marco seemed to see Letta telling her own story from the past. Then what happened to her? Marco asked again. She was going to end her own life. She couldnt bear the pain anymore. How could someone be so cruel? How could they confine her in a room like that? Lettas words made Marco certain that his wife didnt understand what she was saying. Letta seemed to be in her own world with what she had just witnessed. Didnt I tell you never to go to that back hallway? Its too dark for you to visit, Marco said. And there, the woman is locked up. I felt myself locked in there. I felt her pain, Marco. Who could have been so heartless to hurt me like this? And where were you, why didnt you help me? Letta finally asked, trying to shake Marcos shoulder, making Marco once again fall silent. None of that ever happened. It was just your hallucination. No one ever felt hurt or locked in that small room. It was just a storage room and a room that had never been upied by anyone. It was just an empty space. Thats why I locked it, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. But I felt like I was the one locked in there. Actually, what happened to me? Isaw myself there. It was me, Letta said, looking hysterical again, making Marco try to calm her down. Okay, okay. So, what should I do? What do you want with that ce? What do you want with that woman? Marco asked again, trying to follow the narrative that Letta was currently presenting. Who is the person who was so heartless to hurt me like that? Who was so cruel to hurt her? Even people never came close to help her even a little bit. What mistake did she make to have to experience a life that feels like death? Letta said, making Marco fall silent, before Letta truly looked at her husband. Where were you when I felt the pain? Where were you when I was trapped in that pain? Where is the Marco who now embraces me warmly? Where is the Marco who promised to protect me? Im sure it wasnt a hallucination. Im sure it happened to me because the pain feels so real. Even the pain I feel now makes my breath feel tight. What actually happened to me? Have Ilost my mind now? Am I suddenly crazy because I want to regain my memory? Letta asked again, crying, as if she couldnt control her memories. As if Letta was possessed by someone else in her body. As if she had two thoughts, two personalities, and two people within her. Yet it was her memory slowly reminding her of the dark past she had experienced. What exactly are you doing? Marco then chose to leave their room when Desi was about to help Letta get ready. Although Marco was reluctant to take Letta to a psychiatrist as suggested by the doctor, seeing her deteriorating health condition left him with no choice but to take Letta. Marco closed the door to their room, then exhaled slowly. Marco didnt know that his desire to make Letta forget her past and never regain her memory would result in this, causing him pain. Until Marcos thoughts stopped when his phone suddenly rang, disying the name Helena. Marco immediately stepped away from the bedroom door to answer the call from his mother. Hello, Mom? Marco asked, making Helena fall silent on the other end for a moment. How is your wifes condition? Helena asked again. Worsening. She seems to be in more pain. The effects also seem to be getting heavier. Her head often throbs, and she is restless in her sleep. The doctor suggested that I take her to a psychiatrist, Marco said again. In that case, take her as soon as possible. I feel sorry for Freya, she seems to be starting to miss her mother. Although she will be cheerful again when the servants take her to y. But still, shes young and still needs a mother. Its not that I dont want to take care of her. Of course, its a joy to live with my granddaughter. But still, Im thinking about your wifes condition and its consequences for Freya, Helena said, making Marco understand what his mother meant. Yes, I know. Thats why Ill take her now. Even though I dont want her to regain her memory, Ill talk to the doctor about the best course of action, Marco said. Good, then do whatever is best. Dont let the pain get worse. She also needs to provide nourishment for Freya, and in her current condition, I cant force her, so I have to give her form. Thats not a problem, right? Helena asked, making Marco fall silent. I dont know. Ill leave everything to Mommy, Marco said again. Ive spoken to the pediatrician and the nutritionist. They said its not a problem, Ill take care of everything best for Freya, and you take care of your wife. Dont let everything get worse, Helena said. Okay, Mom, Marco said, about to end the call when he heard his fathers voice on the other end. It seems like your dad wants to talk to you. Youre not leaving yet, right? Helena asked. Not yet, because Letta isnt ready yet with Desis help, Marco replied. Daddy is worried about your wifes condition, Edward said, causing Marco to rub his face roughly. Theres an incident I couldnt anticipate, Marco said again. What exactly are you doing? Edward asked, leaving Marco silent. Of course, his father would never be fooled by him. I didnt want Lettas memories to return, that was my initial wish. But it turns out the effects can be like this. I dont know if its the side effect or if her memories are indeed meant to return to Letta. I dont know what fate is ying with me right now, Marco said again, rubbing his face roughly. At first, I suppressed all her memories with the medication given by the doctor, even though the doctor said the effect wouldnt be this severe. But it seems theres still another factor that caused Letta to drop like this, Marco added. Then, Daddy, did you hear that youre taking her to the psychiatrist today? Edward asked, making Marco nod. Yes, thats the best advice the doctor gave, and I also dont want to see Lettas condition continue like this. At least she should return to good health as before or have a proper sleep because even in her sleep she looks restless, and I cant keep seeing her like that, Marco exined. Alright, then I can only pray for the best. If theres anything, contact me quickly. And for the business matters, its better to leave it to Daddy and the others. Also, if possible, trust it to Pedro, right? Edward said, making Marco nod again, as it was indeed the best idea. Because right now he could only focus on Lettas treatment, and for the business and other matters, Marco would entrust them to Viko, Pedro, and Edward. Marco knew everything would eventually return to normal. Then Marco chose to end the call, turned around, and went back into the room, where Desi was about to leave for the bedroom. Is Letta ready? Marco asked, making Desi nod. Shes ready, Sir. Madam is at the dressing table, Desi replied, making Marco then entered the room and approached Letta, who was staring at her reflection in therge mirror in front of her. Are you ready? Marco asked, making Letta look at her reflection in therge mirror in front of her. Will this help me? Letta asked in her weak voice, making Marco approach, then kiss the top of his wifes head. Yes, its the best way the doctor suggested for us. And when you meet the psychiatristter, you can express whatever you feel. They will provide solutions for us. I also dont want to keep seeing you restless, even in your sleep, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Until Marco walked closer to Letta, and knelt in front of her, gently holding her hand. You can do it. You have to be strong. Freya is waiting for you. Its a pity she cant Meet her mother in this condition. Im not preventing you from meeting Freya, but Im afraid your condition will only weigh you down even more and make you feel guilty when you meet her, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Ill try my best to recover. I want to meet Freya, I miss her very much too. Thanks to Mommy for being willing to take care of her, Letta said, making Marco nod.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. After all, she is their grandchild. How could they not take good care of her? Right now, we just need to focus on you, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Marco still vividly remembered the nights they spentst night. Letta couldnt even close her eyes a bit. At first, Letta fell asleep as usual, but the nightmare haunted her again, causing Letta to wake up drenched in sweat. Her body temperature felt warm again, making Letta eventually only able to embrace Marcos body. Letta didnt close her eyes even for a moment, and Marco did the same. How could Marco leave his frightened beloved alone? Okay, then lets leave now. Moreover, its been 30 minutes past the appointment we set, Marco said, making Letta nod before trying to regte her breathing. Can I tell everything to the psychiatrist? Letta asked. Yes, thats what I said earlier. You can say anything you feel, dont hide anything, so they can understand your condition. So they can provide the right solution for you, Marco replied, making Letta nod, then leaving the room, going down the stairs, holding the hand of his wife who still felt cold. Letta didnt even show the usual smile she gave to the servants who greeted her. She just bowed her head, while continuing to look at their footsteps as they finally got into the car. But if youre notfortable telling everything, you can choose what you should tell. The psychiatrist will surely understand what you mean. Just rx, dont be tense. Everything will be fine thereter. You just need to talk and express your feelings, Marco said, trying to calm his wife, making Letta nod. Letta didnt want her condition to deteriorate further. Of course, she wanted to be healthy as before so that she could meet Freya and live her life as usual. psychiatrist Marco could only wait in another room for an hour. Beyond that, he felt an overwhelming sense of anxiety as Letta began to be left with a psychiatrist currently inside the room. Marco didnt know the condition of his wife and how far it had progressed, until finally the door in front of him opened, revealing a smiling doctor. For Mrs. Letta, you can apany our nurse to another room, and for Mr. Marco, you cane in with me, said a female psychiatrist named Maria. Letta then gripped the clothing Marco was wearing slightly, making Maria smile. Its okay, you will just do some rxation with our nurse to make you less tense. Its alright, I will talk to your husband, Maria said, trying to calm Letta, which eventually made Letta follow the nurses steps. Meanwhile, Marco entered immediately. Marco sat across from Maria, who was now looking at the white paper in front of her, which seemed to be the result of her examination with Letta, until Maria looked at Marco. You must be aware of what happened to your wife, because you are the one who lives with her and sees her every day. And by now, you may have suspected that your wife is experiencing anxiety disorders, or what is often referred to as Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. And that is a serious anxiety problem that arises as a result of mistreatment that leaves deep trauma for someone, exined Maria, pausing as she looked at Marco, who remained silent, listening. So, I want to ask first, because earlier she mentioned that she lost part of her memory after experiencing an incident. Is that true? Maria asked, making Marco nod. Yes, there was an incident that happened and it put my wife in aa for a few months, and the doctor said thats what caused her to lose some of the memories she had experienced before, said Marco, making Maria nod. As I suspected, your wife also mentioned that every night she always has bad dreams. She also feels something that makes her feel scared, Maria said again, making Marco still silent to listen to everything. When your wife experiences trauma, the fear continues to arise and linger in the mind. This bad experience can alter someones identity or personality. Its possible that your wife is haunted by fear and feels insecure at all times, especially at night, when its time to rest. Automatically, the brain will help her remember that incident, in the form of nightmares. It seems that slowly the memories that your wife had experienced before are starting to be re-embedded in her mind, and it seems to be interpreted as a nightmare. However, perhaps it is the actual event that your wife should remember. And my question is, this is an important question that you must answer honestly, so that I can analyze how and to what extent your wifes current condition is, Maria said again, making Marco silent before nodding his head. Yes, I will answer whatever you ask, Marco said again. Beforehand, did your wife experience violence or a bad event that traumatized her? Maria asked again, making Marco silent. Marco seemed drawn to the time when he truly hurt Letta mercilessly. But now, Marco seemed to have to tell everything for the sake of his wifes well-being. In the early days of our marriage, there were too many differences of opinion and also small fights, and it was during those times that we sometimes let it out in the form of emotions that made us lose control. So, a few times, I have hurt her physically. It was truly my fault, and when my wife fell into aa, I truly regretted it.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Until now, I hope that the bad memories are truly forgotten by my wife because they are the bad memories that I engraved for her. I might have been very anxious, even very scared, when the doctor said my wife was in aa, but there was something that made me feel relieved when the doctor said that some of her memories would be lost. Before thea period, it meant my wife would forget all the bad events. Thats why, when my wife said a few months ago that she had a memory in her mind, I asked the doctor if I could suppress her memories again, Marco said, pausing as he saw Marias serious gaze. Then what did you do with the doctor? Maria asked again. The doctor prescribed medication to suppress her memories from resurfacing, although the doctor said there would be side effects experienced by Letta. But still, I insisted on getting it, because the side effects were just mild headaches. But it turned out my efforts were in vain when fate said otherwise to bring back Lettas memories. Even those medications worsened her condition, Marco said, making Maria sigh. That was your mistake, and you should not have punished your wife like that. Maybe you have forgiven her by now, but that was another form of cruelty that you inflicted by holding back all her memories from resurfacing, Maria said again. Its because I didnt want her to leave me. I didnt want her to feel pain again because those memories resurfaced. But thats not the right way. Right now, let your wife remember whatever she should remember. If necessary, maybe she should be reunited with people who can help her remember everything, not in nightmares, but by hearing stories she should remember from others, people close to her that she knew before, like family or her closest friends, Maria said again, making Marco clench his fists. Theres no one for my wife to remember, Marco said, making Maria furrow her brow. What do you mean? Maria asked again. My wife is alone now. Besides, I dont know where her friends or distant rtives are right now. Thats why its difficult to provide her with an understanding if we get her memories back, Marco said again. And that was just an excuse, because of course Marco could easily find maybe Abian, Aunt Miti, or even Mia. Marco just didnt want everything toe back together around Letta, as it would mean a greater chance of Letta leaving him. Are you being honest with me? Maria asked. Yes, Im trying to be honest about my wifes condition, and thats what actually happened, Marco said again, making Maria finally let out a long sigh. Alright, then my advice for now is that you might be able to tell how your wife was before you got married. You can tell everything, it will reduce the nightmares shes been experiencing. Although I know it might sound very painful, but its better to be honest than for her to slowly remember and end up being angrier at you, Maria said, making Marco sigh deeply. Marco continued to ept the advice given by Maria and also shared everything he felt, until finally a nurse entered the room. Mrs. Letta is done and waiting in the waiting room, the nurse said, making Marco nod. Alright, then, since our Q&A session is over, you can go meet your wife. And for the next appointment, I hope there will be progress, perhaps one of them is by being honest with your wife, Maria said, making Marco just nod, because Marco wasnt sure if he could tell everything to Letta or not. I will think about it before their next visit schedule. Marco immediately left the room, revealing Letta waiting for him anxiously. What did she say? Letta asked, making Marco smile and extend his hand. Everything is fine. We will talk about it at home. Its better for us to go home now, how about that? Marco asked, making Letta nod in agreement. a bad dream Letta furrowed her brow as she didnt recognize the ce she was currently in. It was like a vast grasnd, with some trees and unfamiliar-looking flowers. However hard Letta tried to remember, she had never been to a ce like this before. Suddenly, as Letta was about to take a step, a shadow became clearer in front of her, causing Letta to fall silent. Letta saw a woman who was now facing away from her. Dont take pictures of me like that, your camera might get damaged, she said cheerfully, making Letta furrow her brow because, of course, Letta recognized that voice. It was like her own voice. Then, Letta turned to another direction upon hearing the response from the woman. A man who was aiming his camera made Letta think again. Of course, Letta remembered clearly, it was the man she had met who imed to be called Abian. So, what were they doing in front of her? Letta wanted to walk closer when the woman turned around and looked at Abian, making Letta widen her eyes. Her guess was right, it was her own figure, but it looked very unfamiliar to Letta. She seemed fuller and very happy. So, what was she currently experiencing? Was this a dream or was she inside her own memory, Letta thought, now just silent watching the interaction between herself and Abian. Look at these photos, Ill make them into a short film and well y it on our wedding day, Abian said again, making Letta smile widely, while the woman watching her just widened her eyes. That meant Abian and she were a couple, Letta thought. Can you really make it? Letta asked. Of course, its not a difficult thing for me, Abian said again. Yes, just dont put my photos with all your wild animal collections from Africa, Letta said, smiling, making Letta argue happily. Of course not. How could I? But Ill include one photo in the short filmter, Abian said.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. What photo is that? Letta asked. You know the photo that I showed when I came back from Africa, a photo of a flower that I showed you, and I said it looked like you. I think it will be a sweet opening photo, Abian said, making Letta smile, until that memory faded and was reced by other memories that appeared one by one in Lettas dream. Letta now looked around, it was very dark. If earlier Letta thought she was in a park, this time she didnt know if this ce was a house, an apartment, or whatever it was. However, the light made Letta slightly ufortable. In front of her, Letta saw herself crying softly. Not only that, Abians figure was still there, but with a disappointed face. I cant continue this rtionship, I want us to end it, Letta said, still disying a face that didnt believe in her decision. Is this the moment I broke up with that man, Letta thought, continuing to observe, how disappointed he was, how shattered Abian was when Letta ended their rtionship. Letta started to think, maybe because she wanted to marry Marco, thats why she left Abian, Letta thought. Letta didnt understand all the pieces of memories she was seeing now. That memory changed with other small memories about Abian. Perhaps slowly all those memories were trulying to her, and then those memories changed. Letta felt like she was in a crowd. Letta saw herself crying and looking at Abian, who was slowly walking away. Please, dont go. Dont leave me again. I have no one else to rely on here but you, Letta said, making Abian just smile at her. There is no other way. I will be back soon and we will get married in a few months. So, I hope you will wait for me, Abian said, making Letta shake her head. Letta also didnt know what kind of memory was currently in front of her. Perhaps this was when Bian left to do his work or whatever it was. However, Letta could see the sadness etched on her face as she let Abian go. It meant she truly had strong feelings for that man. Until finally Abian truly walked away, making Letta scream for him not to leave her. Until finally, a jolt on her shoulder made Letta open her eyes and scream not to leave, just like she did in her dream. Letta could feel her racing breath, with sweat dampening her face. Until a deep voice whispered softly next to her. Darling, are you okay? Marco asked, making Letta turn to look at Marco, who was looking at her with a worried expression. Why did you have a bad dream again? Marco asked, making Letta just nod weakly. Yes, didnt the psychiatrist also say that I would have more frequent nightmares in the future? Letta replied, still unsure of Marcos presence beside her. Why was she dreaming about memories of her time with Abian now, and could it slowlye back, Letta thought, starting to look at her husband, who was looking at Marco with great concern. Letta could clearly see the emotions that Marco conveyed. Then, how could she hurt a man as good as Abian because his gaze wasnt much different from the one Marco was giving now. What exactly was the mistake she had made to both of them, Letta thought, finally choosing to try to normalize her breathing. Until finally, Marco took a ss of water and handed it to Letta. Drink this first, you need to calm down, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta took the ss and sipped it slowly, until Letta tried to put the ss back. I wont let you have bad dreams again, I will stay by your side, Marco said, making Letta just fall silent, looking into her husbands eyes. Somehow, Letta didnt want to tell him everything she had just experienced. Somehow, Letta didnt want to see Marcos expression when she told him, and fear dominated her heart right now. Letta also didnt know why she had to feel scared of her own husband right now, just because some of these memories came back to her. Until finally, Letta tried to hide it from Marco before she knew what was really happening and regained her memory. Letta then turned to look at Marco, who was also sleeping beside her. Can I visit Freya at Mommys house tomorrow? Letta asked, making Marco fall silent for a moment. Well, Ill take you there tomorrow, Marco said, making Letta immediately refuse. Are you not going to the office tomorrow? You can ask the driver to take me, right, and have the security guarde along? Letta said, making Marco fall silent for a moment. Isnt your condition still not fully recovered? Marco said. Im fine, and I miss our daughter, Letta said again. Well, then well see tomorrow. If you dont want me to go with you, Ill have the office driver take you to Mommys house, Marco said again. Where did our home driver go? Letta asked. He left here a few days ago, and before we got a recement, so its a bit difficult for you to go out of the house. Thats why I chose to take you, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Alright, its up to you, as long as I can meet Freya tomorrow, Letta said, making Marco smile. Right now, its better for you to rest first, so you can look fresh tomorrow to meet Freya, Marco continued, making Letta nod in ordance with her husbands words. Then, tell me As promised earlier, today Letta looked excited as she prepared to meet her little daughter whom she had not seen for almost a week. There was a sense of happiness radiating from Letta, but for some reason, she also felt embarrassed to meet Helena and Freya in her current condition. Letta was intrigued when she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder, turning her gaze to Marco, who was smiling broadly. Are you ready? Marco asked, making Letta return his smile. Yes, Im ready, Letta replied. Are you sure youre okay? Marco asked again, making Letta nod her head. Im fine, in fact, I feel very well because Im going to meet our daughter, Letta said, as Marco helped her to stand up. Then lets go. Ive already rescheduled my meeting, so Ill be the one to take you to Mommys house. Afterward, Ill also take you home before I go to the office, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta didnt want to argue with her husband, especially in her current condition. Marco would surely be more protective of her. They walked towards the car that had been prepared by Pedro. Marco helped Letta sit right next to him. Will Freya recognize me? Letta asked, leaning on Marcos shoulder, making Marco smile. Surely shell recognize you. Just because you havent seen each other for a week, it doesnt mean Freya will forget her own mother, Marco said, trying tofort Letta, who just smiled weakly. Im afraid Freya wont want to be close to me anymore. Can we take her home now? Im feeling much better now, Letta said. Marco fell silent for a moment before shaking his head. If were going to take Freya, we should at least inform Mommy first. Mommy wont let her granddaughter be taken away without notice. Maybe tomorrow or the day after, well tell Mommy that we can take care of Freya again, Marco said. Letta thought thatst night she should have asked for Freya to be returned to her, not just to meet her. A few minutester, they arrived at Edward and Helenasrge house. They were warmly weed, and Marco immediately inquired about Helena and Freya from the servants. They were apparently in the garden, with Arabe visiting Helena. Marco immediately took Letta to the garden where they were, and Letta gripped Marcos clothes anxiously.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Whats wrong? Marco asked. I feel my heart beating fast. I dont know what kind of reaction Freya will give me, Letta said, making Marco smile. She will surely ask to be held by you immediately, Marco replied, making Letta nod her head. Yes, [hope so. I hope he runs to me and gives me his sweet smile, Letta said, once again stroking the top of her wifes head, Marco. Yes, he will definitely do that because Mommy also said that Freya always asks about you and misses you, Marco replied, as they strolled towards the backyard. Laughter could be heard from Freya, who was ying with Helena and Arabe. Freya, look who Daddy brought, Marco eximed, causing Freyas movements to pause. Then, Freya immediately gazed towards Letta with a radiant expression and outstretched her arms, causing Letta, for some reason, to feel a little touched because, as Marco had mentioned, Freya hadnt forgotten her. With unsteady steps, Freya quickly walked towards Letta, who immediately walked towards her. Letta embraced her beloved daughter tightly. Freya, I missed you. Are you okay? Letta asked, hugging her daughter tightly and kissing her cheeks affectionately. And at that moment, Freya uttered the word mom to Letta, causing Lettas eyes to well up. Do you miss your mommy? Letta asked, prompting Freya to nod her head. Letta then looked at Marco, who was also smiling broadly at her. And what about your daddy? Dont you miss him? Marco asked, causing Freya to nod her head again, until Letta embraced Freya and walked towards Helena and Arabe. Its true, she misses her mother, Arabe remarked, as Freya now sat on Lettasp, not wanting to be away from Letta in the slightest. Of course, they havent seen each other for more than a week. Yes, because Lettas condition is now manageable. So, it seems that tomorrow or the day after, Freya will return to our home, Marco said, conveying Lettas desire to Helena. Come on, not so fast. Look, her face still looks pale. Or maybe they can stay here, so Freya can stay here too. Mommy is still happy that shes here, Helena objected, refusing immediately, which made Marco just smile. Its okay, besides, Letta also said that she really missed Freya. Her condition is also starting to improve. So, sometime soon we will stay here and let Freya stay here too, Marco said, making Helena slightly disappointed. But, thank goodness Letta is fine, Helena said, stroking Lettas back, making Letta smile. Thank you, Mom, for taking care of Freya all this time, Letta said, making Helena shake her head. You dont need to thank me, Helena replied, happy to have Freya continue to stay at their residence. Meanwhile, Marco went straight to Arabe, who had been ying with her daughter. I wonder why Freya isnt afraid of you, Marco said, causing Arabes hand movements to stop. Do you think Im a witch to be feared by children? Come on, even before you came, Freya always stuck to me. She likes me, Arabe said, making Letta just smile. They then engaged in some light conversation, until Pedro called Marco and said that he had to go to the office immediately. Ill have Pedro pick you upter, Marco said before bidding farewell to Letta. No need, we have a driver here too. Ill have the driver take your wife, Helena said, causing Marco to look at Letta, who nodded in agreement. Yes, Mommy is right. You can go. Im still enjoying my time with Freya and can be taken by the house driver, Letta replied, eventually making Marco, although unsure, nod in agreement. Okay then, Ill leave now. Well meet at hometer, okay? Marco said, making Letta nod. After Marcos departure, Helena chose to prepare lunch for them. Now, only she and Arabe remained in the garden. Actually, what illness do you have? Arabe asked, who had been observing Lettas condition for a while. The doctor said I have an anxiety disorder, Letta replied, feeling somehowpelled to be honest with Arabe, who was now looking at her with wide eyes. How could you have that? Did something happen? Arabe inquired, looking at Letta with a concerned expression. Its a long story, Ive had a very long storytely, Letta said, ncing at Freya who was engrossed in her toys. Then, tell me. I still have time here. Who knows, maybe talking with another woman, youll feel more relieved, Arabe suggested, and somehow Letta found herself agreeing. Eventually, Letta tried to tell everything to Arabe. Although she didnt know whether Marco would approve or not, for some reason, Letta felt that what Arabe said might be true. Maybe she needed a friend to talk to, to understand each other as women. I’ll take care of everything Arabe gazed at Letta, who had been silent in front of her for the past ten minutes. Of course, Arabe knew that at this moment, the wife of her former fiance and childhood friend must be hesitant to confide in her due to the past connection between herself and Marco. This made Arabe finally let out a long sigh. If youre hesitant to tell me everything because of my past rtionship with Marco, its better to hold back. I dont want you to feel burdened, Arabe said, causing Letta to nce at her briefly before looking down at her fingers. Yes, that is indeed my concern right now. I always used to tell Marco everything I felt, but somehow, I feel like theres something within me thats preventing me from breathing freely, Letta said, making Arabe look at her for a moment. That might be because you need someone whom you can confide in. Yes, thats why Im offering myself. Maybe because were both women, we might understand each other. Im not forcing you, though. If youre unsure, you dont have to force yourself, Arabe reassured her. And, one more thing, between my rtionship with Marco, we cant just sever it because of our long-standing friendship since childhood. But dont worry, if you want me to keep it a secret, I will never disclose it to your husband. Im not the type of person who enjoys spreading other peoples secrets to my close friends, Arabe assured. Then, Letta fell silent once again. You know, dont you, that I dont remember anything that happened in my past? Letta said, causing Arabe to fall silent. Yes, she knew from Helena, although not in detail, but Arabe understood Lettas current condition. Andtely, it seems like Im starting to regain my memories, Letta said, slightly startling Arabe. Arabe looked at Letta with raised eyebrows. So you remember everything? Arabe asked, making sure, as Letta shook her head. I cant be certain. I just feel that everything I dream about is a fragment of a memory I had previously forgotten, Letta reiterated. So, you mean youre dreaming? I mean, youre dreaming of everything you should remember? Arabe asked, making Letta nod. Indeed, its been more than a week now, since I met a man who imed to be close to me in the past. Since then, Ive been having recurring nightmares. Initially, I was confused as to whether it was a recurring nightmare haunting me, but after talking to a psychiatrist, its likely a fragment of memory I should remember, Letta said, causing Arabe to furrow her brows, not expecting Lettas condition to be this severe, until Marco took her to the psychiatrist. So, whats making you feel confused right now? Arabe asked again. I dont actually know whats a dream, whats my hallucination, and whats my actual memory. Although a few times I was certain it was my memory, I have to make sure. And to do that, I have to meet the person who actually knows me from the past. You know, even all this time, Ive just stayed at Marcos grand house, only knowing the people around Marco. I also only know that I love Marco without knowing the details of our past rtionship, Letta said, making Arabe fall silent. Of course, Arabe couldnt possibly tell her how their initial rtionship was, as she didnt want toplicate things. Whats your n then? Arabe asked again. I want to meet the man I identally encountered, his name is Abian. I asked Marco to arrange a meeting between us, and he also said he would try to find the man through Pedro, but so far, Marco hasnt given me any updates, Letta said, making Arabe fall silent. What Letta said couldnt be true, as Arabe knew the strong connections Marco and his subordinate Pedro had. Especially when it came to finding an ordinary person like that man, they would surely find him quickly. Have you asked Marco about it again? Arabe said, making Letta nod. I ask Marco every day, but finding a regr person like him seems a bit challenging, Letta said. And I can only wait because its the only way to find out about my previous life. But if I keep asking Marco about that man, Im afraid he might misunderstand me, Letta said again, making Arabe understand what Letta meant about Marco feeling ufortable. Surely, the overprotective man would feel disturbed by Abians presence. If only I could help you, but I cant assist you because I know you also wouldnt be familiar with this man, right? Arabe said, making Letta fall silent. Yes, I only know his name, but if I could see his face, I would definitely recognize him, Letta said again. Where did you meet him? Arabe asked again. At one of the parties, while I was apanying Marco. I dont know why Abian was there, but I think he was also a guest at the event, Letta said, making Arabe fall silent before asking, What was thest party you attended with Marco, revealing your identity as his wife? What was thest party you attended with Marco, revealing your identity as his wife? Arabe asked again. Yes, I met him at that party, Letta answered, making Arabe fall silent. She was also invited to the event, but she didnt attend, thinking it wasnt that important. What will you do if you meet that man? Arabe asked again, making sure. As you heard, I have to ask him about my past, Letta replied. Will you trust him immediately? Theres no guarantee that hes telling you the truth, right? What if hes just using you? What if he only wants to take advantage of you? Arabe asked, leaving Letta silent. I dont know, but when I talked to him, somehow I felt certain that he was a good person from my past, Letta replied, because she could still feel the sincerity when Abian exined it to her. Alright, then I will try to help you, Arabe said, making Letta look up. After that, Letta stared at her with an incredulous look. Alright, then I will try to help you, Arabe said, making Letta look up. After that, Letta stared at her with an incredulous look. You want to help me meet Abian? Letta asked, making Arabe nod. Yes, I will try to find him. Even though your husband isnt capable enough to find that ordinary person, it seems like my connections can help. And I wont be responsible if anything happens to you. I will only help find him. After that, you have to handle it yourself, and I wont meddle with your issues with Marco. If you have problems, dont involve me, Arabe said, making Letta nod. Yes, Ill take care of everything. I just need to meet him, Letta said again, making Arabe nod. Arabe also didnt know what had happened to her. Why did she have to go to such lengths to help Letta and be kind to her? Initially, Arabe had disliked Letta a bit for ruining her rtionship with Marco. But now, for some reason, Arabe saw Letta just as a woman. So, for Arabe, there was no harm in helping her. After all, she wouldnt lose anything, she thought.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I leave everything to you Marco furrowed his brow as he saw Arabe visiting his house, knowing that she rarely ever came to his grand home before. Whats with that expression? Arabe asked, looking at Marco, who was now gazing at her with raised eyebrows. I should be asking you the same thing. What brings you here? Marco inquired, causing Arabe to shrug indifferently. Why, is there a problem? I just came to pay a visit, Arabe replied. Im busy at the moment, so you should head back and schedule with your manager. Arent you going to be busy with the Fashion Week in Paris soon? Marco said, to which Arabe just grinned. Did I say I wanted to meet you? Arabe retorted, making Marco look at her witha puzzled expression. Then who else would you want to meet at this house besides me? Marco asked. Of course, I wanted to meet Letta. Is your wife around? Arabe asked, causing Marco to fold his arms and gaze at Arabe with his arrogant stare. What business do you have with my wife? Marco questioned. Thats a secret between us women, Arabe replied, prompting Marco to respond. However, a voice from behind interrupted them, and both Marco and Arabe turned to look at Letta, who was carrying Freya down the stairs. Have you been here for a while? Letta asked as she descended the stairs. No, just about 15 minutes ago, and 10 of those were spent with your husband interrogating me, Arabe answered, causing Letta to look at her husband. No, I merely asked about her reason foring here, and I mentioned that I was busy, Marco exined, making Letta smile, while Arabe shrugged indifferently. Yes, hes too confident that I came just to see him, when I actually came to see you, Arabe said, and for some reason, her response sounded very annoying to Marco. Marco was about to say something again, but Arabe cut him off, knowing that arguing with Marco would take up more time, and she needed to talk to Letta quickly. Arabe reached out her hand and embraced Lettas hand. So, where should we talk? Arabe asked, making Letta nce at Marco for a moment. Well then, enjoy your time. Ill be in my study, Marco said as he walked away from them. Letta, on the other hand, immediately looked at Arabe. We can talk in the garden, how about that? Letta asked, prompting Arabe to nod her head. Letta then walked straight to the garden with Arabe and Freya, after instructing Desi to prepare drinks and snacks for them. Letta let Freya y with the other servants, while she and Arabe immediately discussed the issue they had previously talked about at Helenas house. Ive got it, Arabe said, causing Letta to stare at her with sparkling eyes. So quickly? Letta asked, to which Arabe nodded. Its not a difficult matter for me, Arabe said, cing some photos in front of Letta, who nced around, looking for any guards who might be watching them, but everything seemed safe. Is this really the man named Abian? Arabe asked, making Letta look at the photos, then nodding. Yes, thats him. Hes the man who ims to be Abian. Where did you get this? Letta asked again, as Arabe shrugged indifferently. Its not a difficult matter for me, Arabe replied, making Letta look back at the photos. Ive gathered all the information about him, as you said. He has no criminal record and isnt currently working with anyone. Hes only affiliated with a Foundation, where hes currently volunteering. Hes a photographer, Arabe replied, making Letta continue to stare at the photos. For some reason, Letta felt familiar with the man, especially looking at his photo now in front of her. So, what about my way of meeting him? Letta asked. Ive also obtained a number we can contact to meet him. Whether you want to meet him now orter, you can arrange it yourself, Arabe said, making Letta reach out her hand and take the number. I cant contact him directly, but at least if you do, I can just leave. I dont want Marco to suspect anything, Letta said, looking around, just like Arabe following her gaze. So, you want to use me as an intermediary to meet this man? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, you know. Its not that I dont have a cell phone or any other means ofmunication. Theres only andline, and I cant use that tomunicate with Abian, Letta said, making Arabe think the same. Actually, I should ask for payment for you with a job like this. The risk is very high, especially if your husband finds out about our n, Arabe said. Ill take the responsibility for everything. I wont mention your name or involve you, Letta said earnestly, seeming very determined to meet Abian, which made Arabe sigh deeply. Alright, then when will you meet him? Can I arrange it? Arabe asked, making Letta pause for a moment. How about the day after tomorrow? Ill tell Marco that Im meeting you, and you can also tell himter how it went, Letta said, causing Arabe to raise her eyebrows. So now yourre also trading your name to meet me. Well, okay. Because Im a kind-hearted woman, I wont do things halfway either. Ill agree, Arabe said, making Letta smile widely. Thank you for your help. I dont know how to repay you, Letta said, making Arabe pause for a moment. Live well. Whatever you gain after meeting this man, I hope you follow your heart. Dont ever think of anything that will hurt you, Arabe said, leaving Letta silent. Letta didnt know the meaning behind Arabes words, but she immediately smiled. It must be quite difficult to obtain information about Abian with all the connections you have, because even Marco hasnt found anything so far, Letta said, making Arabe briefly fall silent. She could guess, but Arabe didnt say it. She didnt want Letta to misunderstand her husband. Perhaps there are too many matters currently being handled by your husband, so in finding Abian, it seems they still havent found the time, Arabe replied, making Letta silent. Will Marco allow me to meet you? Letta asked, making Arabe finally get up from her seat. Whether he likes it or not, he has to allow it because Ill be apanying you. Dont worry about the permission, Ill handle it. You just need to prepare mentally and some questions for the man. Remember, dont meet for too long. You only need an hour, no more. After that, Ill stall and instruct my staff to keep an eye on you so as not to arouse suspicion from Marco. I know that if you leave this house, Marco will definitely instruct the guards to follow you, whether directly or discreetly. So, we have to be careful, Arabe said, as if she already knew Marcos tricks, making Letta nod. Yes, I was thinking the same thing, Letta said, making Arabe smile. Alright, then lets end our conversation for now. So, we have to meet Marco and tell him that I have an appointment with you the day after tomorrow. Just say that I want to show you my clothing collection because you dont have time to learn from the designer about the current fashion trends, Arabe said, making Letta nod.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. I leave everything to you, Letta said, as she finally resumed walking around the garden. At least they had to spend more time to ensure that Marco wouldnt be suspicious if they met for too long. Give me a goodnight kiss Letta slowly approached Marco, who was on the bed and had been busy with the screen in front of him since this afternoon when Arabe mentioned wanting to borrow him tomorrow to take him around her private boutique to show him hertest clothing collection. Marco didnt give any response, leaving Arabe with no choice but to leave everything to Letta. Letta then walked over to Marcos bed after putting Freya to sleep. Are you busy? Letta asked, making Marco, who was wearing his sses, mumble without looking at her. Itste. You should rest. You can continue your work at the office tomorrow, right? Letta said again, making Marco finally look at her. This is urgent work. Itll only take a few minutes, and Ill finish it, Marco replied, making Letta nod her head. Letta then chose to climb onto the bed andy beside Marco, waiting for her husband to finish all his work. Only then would she touch upon her earlier question. A few minutester, as Marco had said, he finally closed his screen, ced it on the nightstand, took off his sses, and prepared to lie down next to her. Letta immediately turned to look at her husband, who was now massaging the bridge of his nose.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Do you want something to drink? I can get it for you, Letta said, making Marco finally turn to look at her. No need. I just want to rest, Marco replied, making Letta fall silent while continuing to observe her husbands face. Marco seemed to realize his wifes behavior. Go on, you want to say something, dont you? Marco said, making Letta nod her head. What was the matter this afternoon? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Its not a problem. I just asked for your permission to go out with Arabe. Ill take Freya with me, Letta replied, making Marco sigh deeply. Tomorrow, Ill have Pedro apany you, Marco finally answered, making Letta immediately shake her head. No need. Im sure youll have a lot of work tomorrow, so its better for Pedro to assist you at the office. You just need to have the driver take me, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No. Youll be leaving the house, and I dont know where youll be going. So I dont trust that woman, because she can be a bit cunning. Who knows, she might take you to ces other than her private boutique, right? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No, she just wants to show me her clothing collection. Besides, I dont have much time to meet with designers or go to other boutiques, right? Letta said, making Marco furrow his brow. Since when do you care about passion and current trends? Marco asked, leaving Letta silent. Of course, she had never been as enthusiastic as most people, but it was the only idea that could make her meet with Arabe. True, I wasnt interested before, but after getting to know Arabe, its not too bad to follow current fashion trends. Besides, Arabe mentioned that when people know that Im the wife of Marco Jovanka, it wouldnt hurt to improve my appearance. I dont want to embarrass you, Letta said, making Marco finally let out a long sigh. Alright, but not for long. You can only be outside the house for no more than 2 hours, and you dont need to bring Freya. Im afraid the paparazzi might deliberately take your pictures. You know, Arabe isnt just an ordinary person. Shes also a model, and there will certainly be many people chasing news about her, especially when it concerns you. I dont want to take any risks, Why cant I bring Freya? Letta asked. People will surely take a lot of photos of Freya, and they are also curious about our child, so its better for you to go alone. Let Freya stay with Desi or maybe leave her with Mommy, Marco said, making Letta finally let out a long sigh. What Marco said was true, as Freya hadnt been shown to the public yet. So they didnt want to take any risks with their little daughter. Alright, then, Letta said, then reached out her hand, pulling Marco into her embrace. There, youve got the permission. So now let me hold you like this. Im really tired and I need your scent, Marco said, nuzzling into Lettas neck, causing Letta to close her eyes and feel the warmth of Marcos breath on her skin. Then let me help you by massaging your head. How about that? Letta asked, gently massaging Marcos temples. Yes, thats better, Marco said, feeling his wifes gentle massage. Letta then directed her hands towards his head, but her movement stopped when she felt something unfamiliar on her fingers, causing Letta to push aside her husbands thick hair. Do you have a scar on your head? Letta asked, making Marco touch it. Yes, a scar from when I was little, its not a big deal, Marco said, pulling Lettas hand away from his head. What happened exactly? Letta asked again. Well, I fell from a tree when I was young and got some stitches on my head, Marco answered, making Letta furrow her brow. Its not like scars from childhood fade as we grow older, but this one seems very recent. I can still feel it, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Never mind, dont talk about my scar. Its better this way. Let me rest now. I have an important meeting tomorrow, and I havent prepared for it yet, Marco said, making Letta fall silent before nodding her head. Alright then. Good night, Letta said, making Marco nod. However, just a few secondster, Marco opened his eyes again and looked up at Letta, who was still gazing at him. Give me a goodnight kiss so I can have sweet dreams, Marco said, making Letta smile as she leaned in. Alright, Letta said, finally giving a sweet kiss to her husbands lips. There, done. Now sleep, and youll surely have sweet dreams, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Marco began to close his eyes in his wifes embrace, savoring the scent of his wife that made him feel at peace. Meanwhile, Letta could only stroke the top of her husbands head, slowly feeling Marcos breath bing steady. Somehow, although Letta had to do it, there was a Slight sense of guilt in her heart for deceiving Marco. However, this was the only way for Letta to meet Abian and rify her memories. Although Letta had initially lied, she promised that once she obtained everything from her n with Arabe, she would tell Marco. I trust my wife Marco and Letta had just left theirrge house, and Marco was about to escort Letta to Arabes house, as promised earlier that day when Letta would meet her childhood friend. Initially, Marco felt a little hesitant. How did Letta and Arabe suddenly be so close? The answer from Letta and Arabe was that their idental encounter at Helenas house, when Letta was about to meet Freya, had led to their closeness. Marco didnt know how quickly women could understand each other and be this close, but for now, Marco didnt stop Letta from getting close to Arabe. After all, Letta feltfortable, and she had a friend, so Marco allowed his wife to go and meet Arabe. However, as soon as the guard opened the door for them, suddenly another car arrived, honking its horn, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Of course, Marco recognized the car, as Arabe got out and walked towards them. B, Letta said, making Marco look at Arabe. They even had a nickname for each other now, thought Marco. So youve gotten that close, Marco said, making Letta only smile, while Arabe just shrugged. You wont understand the world of women, so dontment too much, okay? Arabe said, now walking towards Letta. Are you ready? Lets go now, Arabe said, about to pull Letta, but Marco immediately held her back. What do you mean? Where are you taking my wife? Marco asked coldly, making Arabe pout. Didnt you say you approved of her meeting with me? Didnt we make an appointment? Arabe retorted. Yes, I did allow my wife to meet you. But I will be the one to apany her, and there will be a guard following my wife afterward, Marco said, making Arabe look at him with raised eyebrows. Come on, shes your wife, not your prisoner. She shouldnt be treated like that. Dont you trust your own wife? She even went with me, Arabe said, making Marco fold his arms. Of course, I trust my wife. What I dont trust is you. You might take her to ces she shouldnt go, Marco replied, making Arabe click her tongue in annoyance. Come on, its daytime, where would I take her? Do you think Im going to sell her? Im not stupid, Arabe said, pulling Letta, who could only remain silent, watching the argument between Arabe and her husband. Theres no reason, my wife will go under the rules Ive set, Marco said, as if he didnt want to lose to Arabe. Lets just ask your wife if shell befortable being followed by a guard wherever she goes. Didnt you announce to the public that shes your wife? So you dont need to worry about her whereabouts or what shell do. Rx, shell just go with me, not to public ces, just to my private collection boutique. Besides, well do things that most women do. Were not going to build a bomb, so you should send one guard to follow her, Arabe replied, making Letta somehow admire her debating instinct with Marco, making Marco finally look at Letta, who was looking at him with a pleading gaze. What Be said is true. Ill just go to her boutique, maybe chat, like what women do. Besides, I havent had a friend I could talk to all this time, so I should thank Be for being willing to be friends with me, Letta said, making Marco let out a long sigh. Okay, you can do anything without paying attention to the guards nearby, thats easy, right? Marco retorted. Its not easy. Do you think Letta would feelfortable with eyes constantly watching her? Alright, then, Ill also suggest to Letta to hire a detective who will follow you to the office, wherever you go. How about it, will you befortable or not? Arabe asked, seemingly unwilling to stay silent about all the rules Marco was imposing. Come on, its different for me and Letta. I dont need things like that, and I can take care of myself, Marco replied. Do you think your wife cant take care of herself either? Besides, there are many guards around me too. I could even ce 10 guards directly around uster, so you can feel at ease, Arabe said, prompting Marco to respond, when Letta immediately raised both her hands. Alright then, I wont go anywhere, Letta said, causing Marco and Arabe to immediately look at her with questioning gazes. I dont want my first departure to make you argue like this. Id rather take care of Freya at home. I dont need friends, I dont need fresh air elsewhere, or I dont need to see the outside world. Im fine in this big house. Besides, this house is spacious too, so I can stroll around as I please, Letta said, making Arabe look at Marco with a raised eyebrow. Of course, Marco must understand his wifes statement. When Letta was about to turn around and enter the house, Marco immediately stopped her. Alright, alright. I wont order any guards to go with you, but remember, Ill send a driver to pick you upter. Remember, no more than 2 hours, you must be back in this house, Marco replied, making Arabe immediately look back at him with a disapproving look. What do you think well talk about in 2 hours? You know, theres a lot to discuss about that woman. Even a whole day wouldnt be enough. At least let Letta contact you first, so that she can be sent the driver. Only then can you send her, dont restrict her like that. Shes not a child who needs to be picked up on time, Arabe said, making Marco truly feel that this argument was really getting on his nerves. Previously, when they were still in a rtionship, Arabe wasnt this insistent in arguing with him. But this time, Arabe was really determined to win against him. Okay, okay, Ill wait for your call, but remember, Freya will definitely be fussy if you stay out for too long, Marco said, now using Freya as his reason. Didnt I say that I could bring Freya along? So I can be at ease to go, Letta replied, but Marco immediately shook his head. No, Freya is still not allowed to go out, especially in such inadequate protection. Freya will go outter if I want her to, and thats with me and you, alright, Marco said, making Arabe shake her headpletely. For some reason, Arabe was grateful once again not to be the partner of this overprotective man. Arabe now just reached out her hand and patted Lettas shoulder sympathetically. You have to be patient, because this is your destiny to be in opposition to a man like him, Arabe added, making Letta just smile wryly. Alright, instead of wasting more time arguing with your husband, let him go to the office, and well go to the ce we need to go. Besides, I cant wait to show you mytest collections. Youll surely love them, Arabe said enthusiastically, making Letta only smile. Arabe then faced Marco. What are you waiting for? Go ahead. Were also leaving. Come on, Letta, Arabe said, immediately pulling Letta to get into her car. However, Marco stopped them once again.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Get in your car first, because I havent bid farewell to my wife yet. She hasnt given her goodbye kiss for work, Marco said, making Arabe just look at him with an incredulous gaze. meet Abian. Arabe and Letta nced back at Marcos car still following them from behind. Since when did your husbands office move towards my boutique? Arabe asked, making Letta shake her head. Maybe he just wants to apany us, Letta said, causing Arabe to shake her head before turning back to look ahead. Didnt you say you would bring Freya? Arabe asked again, making Letta shake her head with a sad expression. I was going to bring Freya so we could go peacefully. But you heard it yourself, didnt you? Earlier, Marco didnt allow me, saying he was afraid if someone suddenly recognized me and took a picture of me with Freya. Marco still hasnt allowed Freya to be consumed by the public, Letta said, making Arabe smile. Your daughter is as sweet as brownies, she could indeed be public consumption, Arabe replied, making Letta smile. They remained silent until they finally arrived at the boutique Arabe had mentioned. See, isnt it true? Look at your husband. Hes still staring at us from inside the car. Even though its not visible, I know how sharply hes looking at me. Forget it, no need to wave at him. Lets go in. Pretend we didnt see his car, Arabe said, pulling Letta without hesitation into her private boutique, which was like a specialized store for Arabe. It was like a museum for the clothes she had worn, whether at events or ones she had bought and collected herself, and it was solely private without anyone being allowed to enter. Arabe immediately invited Letta to take a look around, and Letta, of course, couldntment on anything. It was truly likea warehouse of luxurious clothes. Even Letta couldnt help but marvel at the beauty inside, even though Letta had never admired or been interested in the trendy fashions of the year, as Marco always gave her clothes in line with the current trends. Despite not caring, Letta couldnt help but be amazed by Arabes boutique. I can guess that expression, even though you say youre not really into fashion, the soul of a woman is still ingrained, you like it, dont you? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head. Alright, lets stay in here for now. Do you want some sweet snacks, because I know you like them, Arabe said without hesitation, making Letta nod her head. Arabe immediately instructed a server to bring sweet treats and tea to apany them, before finally being satisfied with her admiration. Letta looked back at Arabe. What about Abian? Where will we meet? Letta asked again. Here, Arabe said, making Letta widen her eyes. You mean in this boutique? Letta asked again, making Arabe nod her head. Because after thinking it over, its too risky for us to meet Abian outside. Even though Marco said he wouldnt ce guards around you, Marco is still Marco. He cant be deceived, especially his right-hand man, Pedro. Hes as sly as an eel, very cunning. So, rather than getting caught red-handed, its better to call Abian here, Arabe said, making Letta nod, because Arabes thinking made sense. Then how about Abian, how does he get in here? Wouldnt someone whos watching us also notice that theres someone elseing here besides me? Letta asked again. Dont worry, I just need to p my hands, and helle here without anyone recognizing him, Arabe said, making Letta immediately look at her with disbelief. You dont believe it? Arabe asked, looking at Lettas expression, making Letta just nod her head, and the next moment, Arabe pped her hands, and somehow Abian appeared from among the disys of clothes that filled the ss showcases not far from Arabe. He was wearing a hat and inconspicuous clothing, making Letta squint. Is that Abian? Letta asked, making Arabe nod her head. I proved what I said, so lets enjoy our sweet treats with someone you might interrogate. Dont worry, just pretend I wont be listening, Arabe said, making Letta immediately fall silent, as Abian was truly in front of her, causing Letta to blink. Take a seat. I want to taste my sweets with Letta first before leaving you two to talk, Arabe said, making Abian nod. How are you? Abian asked Letta, who just nodded her head with a smile. Good, Letta replied, making Abian return his smile. As Arabe had said, she truly enjoyed her sweet treats, before getting up from her seat, giving Letta and Abian time to discuss their issues. Initially, Letta was silent, unsure of what to bring up first with Abian, before Letta finally tried to let out a long breath. You must have been very surprised when Arabe contacted you and asked you to meet with me, Letta said, making Abian nod his head. Sorry for bothering you, maybe youre busy at the moment, Letta added, making Abian shake his head. Not really. I always have time if you ask for it, Abian replied, making them fall silent while fidgeting with their fingers. It seems like theres something important you want to ask, Abian asked, as he could already sense Lettas state. Thest time they met, Letta suddenly left with a pale face, making Abian worried. However, when Abian chased after her, he saw Letta running towards Marco, and thats when Abian realized that Letta had truly be that mans possession.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I actually, I want to tell you something honestly. I dont know, but Im sure that you are a good person. You must have been someone in my past, and you couldnt possibly have lied to me or intended to harm me or have any ill intentions towards me, Letta said, making Abian furrow his brow slightly as Letta talked about her past. Actually, Ive lost my memory. Ive forgotten some of my memories, including possibly you in them. So, I dont remember anything about you or who you are, or any other people in my past before, Letta said, making Abian slightly taken aback. Perhaps now Abian was getting the answer as tobwhy Letta didnt remember him when they met, because it was unlikely that Letta could forget him in just a few years. And my purpose foring here is to ask about my past because I have no clue or anyone I can ask all this time, and it seems only you can help me. So, can you exin how I was, how our rtionship was, and who was in my previous life? Do I have parents, or family, or friends? Letta asked, getting straight to the heart of the conversation. Letta really didnt want to waste time because her time to ask Abian was limited, as the time given by Marco was not as much as she had hoped. Letta also didnt want Marco to be suspicious of her and feel deceived. I beg you, I just want to know quickly. Maybe it can help me regain my memory slowly, as Iam currently trying to regain my memory. I am undergoing therapy, Letta said, making Abian look very concerned for her. He didnt evenment at all at the moment. Please, Im fine, and right now Im living happily. Even though Ive forgotten some of my memories, I have a loving husband, a happy family, and a little daughter whom we love dearly. So, you dont have to be burdened to tell me about my past or anything, because Im fine now, Letta said, trying to reassure him, afraid that Abian might hesitate to tell her everything. I cheated on you? Letta fell silent as she listened to Abians exnation. Her heart was pounding fast, and for some reason, Letta suddenly felt something different in her heart. Various images of their time together and Abian kept shing in her mind. Until finally, Abian reached out his hand, waving it in front of Lettas face, which had been silent and lost in thought all this time. Is my exnation tooplicated for you to understand? Abian asked, making Letta shake her head. No, its just that right now I dont know how toment on it, Letta said again. As Abian exined how they were once close friends and then became lovers, Letta was taken aback. Although at first Letta thought that she and Abian had a close rtionship, whether it was friendship or distant family, it turned out to be closer than she had imagined. Abian truly knew everything about her in the past. Letta could also see the sincerity Abian showed her, how Abian looked at her now. Abian also mentioned that he knew everything rted to her, from favorite foods, favorite colors, phobias, favorite songs, to their favorite movies. Abian listed them one by one, making Letta realize for the first time that she didnt like tomatoes. No wonder all this time when Desi cooked, Letta always pushed the tomatoes to the side of her te, or Letta always refused when Desi made tomato juice for her. Apparently, she had never liked them. How did we end up separating? Letta finally asked because in every way, Abian was indeed a very good lover. Even though Letta had just met him, just by looking at how Abian looked at her, it could be concluded that Abian was not someone who could be easily let go of. Youre getting married? Abian said, making Letta feel her heart racing again. Could it be that she let go of Abian just because she wanted to marry Marco? That meant Letta had been torn between Abian and Marco. Married, you mean to my current husband? Letta asked again, making Abian nod his head. At that time, I also didnt believe it, even though I had long prepared ns to return to this country. I terminated all contracts that hired my services to be far from you, just because I didnt want to make you lonely again, especially since you left your aunt and cousins house, exined Abian, making Letta also realize the fact that he still had family, namely an aunt and a cousin. Abian mentioned that he didnt have a good rtionship with both of them, making Letta not think too much about his family. Even if they were toe looking for her now, Letta wouldnt rely on them. Does that mean I cheated on you? Letta asked to make sure, making Abian just smile, making Letta feel as if it was a disappointed smile she received. Letta could only sp her hands and curse herself. Letta now wanted to know what strong reason led her to leave Abian, was it just because Marco had everything, or whatever it was. I dont know, because when you said that you couldnt continue our rtionship because you wanted to marry a man who could make your future clearer than what I could provide, said Abian, causing Letta to clench her fists. It turned out he was really that cruel. Letta didnt know that in his past, he prioritized a certain future, leaving Abian who had been by his side all this time. Am I that cruel? Letta asked again, causing Abian to shake his head. No, youre not cruel. You just chose the right answer. You chose the right person. I dont me your decision, because to me, it was the right decision. I also cant guarantee that you would be happy with me, but with your current husband, youve proven that you have found happiness. Especially since youve been blessed with a child, Abian said again. However, for some reason, Letta felt disagreeing with the opinion he had given. What else do I have in the past, what else do I not know, and what have you not told me? Letta asked again, making Abian smile. It seems that if I were to tell, it might take days. And when I talk about you, it will surely always make Mia feel annoyed, Abian said again, making Letta furrow her brow.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Mia? Letta asked, making Abian nod. Yes, shes your friend and my friend too, Abian replied. So I have a friend? Letta asked, making Abian nod. Yes, we were good friends, but Im sorry that our rtionship ending also had to ruin your friendship with Mia. Even though I told you that this was the best decision for our rtionship. But it turns out Mia chose to no longer have any connection with you. She even quit her job at the office because she didnt want to deal with your husband, Abian said again, making Letta furrow her brow. Dealing with my husband, so Mia worked at my husbands office? Letta asked again, making Abian nod. Yes, you were in the same office, and previously you were a flight attendant at your husbands airline, Abian said again, making Letta feel even more that something was wrong with her. It meant that she was a former employee of Marco. It meant that she married her own boss. So, what made her end their friendship, even though Abian had said that it was because their rtionship ended? But Letta was sure there must be a certain reason for her friend to end their rtionship. Does that mean I married my own boss? Letta asked, making Abian go silent. Then, Abian looked at Letta in surprise. Didnt your husband tell you? Abian asked, making Letta hesitate slightly while shaking her head. Its not possible, because he doesnt want to burden me with all the memories that are lost from me, Letta said again. However, of course, her answer didnt satisfy Abian. Then why do we have to hide from your husband today? Does that mean your husband doesnt want your memories toe back, or perhaps theres something hes hiding? Abian asked, making Letta go silent. Letta actually had thoughts like that, but she tried to dismiss all the assumptions currently in her head. Because Letta was very certain that what was nned by Marco was the best for her. Even though currently Letta was trying to dig into her own past, it was merely because of her curiosity. Im curious why you lost your memory after your husband covered everything up, Abian said again, making Letta just smile. Letta did her best to give her friendly smile to Abian. I had an ident, and I have already asked the doctor about it. Ihad some injuries at that time, and I was in aa for months. If you currently have negative thoughts about Marco, its better to let them go. Lam meeting you secretly because I dont want to make Marco disappointed. Marco is only worried about me if I keep digging into my past, as it will have a negative impact on my health, Letta said, making Abian go silent. It was very clear that Letta was currently defending her husband. It was very clear that she didnt like it when Marco was being portrayed in a negative light. Im sorry. Im not using your husband. I just have suspicions that could happen to you, Abian replied again, making Letta smile. Thank you for telling me everything, and I apologize if I made any mistakes in the past that still hurt you. Right now, I hope I can regain my memory soon, so I can greet you with the expression that I should show, because right now [ really feel awkward. I also know for sure that you feel it too, Letta said, making Abian just smile. After that, he nodded. Yes, youre right. But on the other hand, joy is dominating me right now, Abian replied, making Letta go silent, seeing the smile that was spreading before her at the moment. What did your husband say? Letta sat silently as Arabe looked at her with raised eyebrows. It seems like the oue wasnt good, Arabe said, drawing Lettas attention, who was now gazing in her direction. Why does your demeanor not match what you were hoping for in the introduction? Arabe asked again, making sure, causing Letta to shake her head. No, everything went smoothly, Letta replied, making Arabe look at her with a puzzled expression. Then whats with that expression? Arabe asked again. Since Abians departure, Letta had been silent. She seemed to be contemting somethingplex that was currently on her mind. Although Arabe knew it wasnt easy to ept someones past story without remembering it at all, and surely Letta was currently thinking about it. Turns out, everything isplicated, Letta said again, making Arabe nod. Yes, I suspected as much, its not easy to remember your past just like that, Arabe replied, making Letta nod. So, whats the answer? What story did he tell you? Arabe asked again, making Letta bow her head, gazing at her fingers, which still felt cold. It turns out, that Abian was my ex-lover, Letta said, making Arabe also unable to escape her surprise. Because Arabe thought Abian was just a friend in the vicinity of her living area. But it turned out their rtionship was much moreplicated than that. You trust him, its possible that hes not the one lying to you, Arabe said again, making Letta shake her head. Everything became clear from the photo album he still had on his phone. I saw it, how we were back then and how our rtionship was, Letta said again, making Arabe go silent. It meant that when Letta married Marco, she had a lover, and that was Abian. Arabe also didnt know what reasons Letta and Marco used to decide on that man, because right now Arabe didnt know how toment on it. I want to know actually, how my story and Marcos first began, and how your rtionship ended up like mine with Abian. Could it be that Marco and I betrayed you? Letta asked, now looking at Arabe with a questioning gaze. Of course, they didnt betray her, on the contrary, in the beginning, Letta was the one who was supposed to be the victim. But of course, Arabe couldnt possibly tell all their ns that hadnt even been realized in the slightest because Marco already loved Letta, even though they had lost the fetus Letta was carrying at the time. The question for Arabe was whether Abian knew Letta was pregnant with his child when their rtionship ended. What did your husband say? Why has he never mentioned how you first met and fell in love? Arabe asked, choosing a safe path, because Arabe knew for sure Letta was also asking about their story, and Arabe didnt know what story Marco had told Letta. What I heard was just like a typical love story. We met at a party, and we fell in love. Isnt that a cliche love story? But then I heard that you were his former lover. And what makes me even more curious is that I was Marcos subordinate. I worked in the airlinepany that Marco owned. And Marco never mentioned it at all, Letta said again, making Arabe seem trapped in her own kindness.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content. Right now, you have a lot of questions in your mind. Of course, I had suspected that, because there must be things that Marco didnt tell you, like what Abian told you. I dont know the reason, but what you should believe is that I didnt tell you everything to protect you, to worry about your condition. Youre thinking the same as I am, arent you? Arabe said, making Letta go silent, not even able to decide whether Marco had lied to her or not. I dont know, thats why I said its tooplicated for me to grasp everything, Letta said again. Thats the risk we have to take. Didnt you force yourself to find out from Abians story, and how is it? Can you imagine how the pieces of your memory start toe back? Because Im sure it wont be as easy as it is in movies. Not by recounting all the memories youve been through. That wont make your memoriese back immediately. It will surely be gradual, and it will require hard work from yourself. So its better, instead of specting now, isnt it? Shouldnt you start trying to remember slowly, without forcing yourself? After that, you can ask Marco, and tell him about your meeting with Abian, because you cant keep hiding all this forever, can you? Arabe said again, making Letta go silent. Of course, Arabes question had some truth to it, causing Letta to let out a long sigh. Okay then, it seems like I really have to fully ept my memory. I also cant me Marco, just by listening to your stories, and also assuming that Abian lied, just because you didnt tell me. Nothing will be clear until my memory fully returns perfectly, Letta said, making Arabe nod her head. Yes, thats what I meant. I cant specte whats wrong and whats not, while your memory hasnt fully recovered. Not by meeting Abian. Maybe that was one of the ways to remember everything. At least youve met one person from your past, Arabe said, making Letta shake her head, then fall silent. Of course, Abian wasnt the only one from her past that she had met at the moment. Two people, Letta said again, making Arabe furrow her brow. So, theres someone else who knows you from the past. Have you met her? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, although I cant be sure, because our meeting was different from when I met Abian, Letta said again. What came to her mind was, of course, the middle-aged woman wearing patient clothes at the hospital where she was treated before. Although Marco said that the woman was crazy, Letta was sure the woman wouldnt use her randomly like that, because the nurse also said that she wasnt crazy. She was just in a healing process, and under the control of the medication she consumed. Are you serious, who is she? Arabe asked again. An middle-aged woman, I have to meet her, Letta said, making Arabe rub her face roughly. Come on, lets end all this detective game, and this time I dont want to help you, because I dont want to get entangled in something even moreplicated just by helping you. Meeting Abian alone made my head throb. Let alone having to help you meet that woman. Forget it, lets just wait for your memory toe back. Havent you already met Abian? At least you have a clear point from which you can think about all your lost memories, right? Arabe said again, making Letta shake her head. But, for some reason, I feel something different when I met that woman, and you surely wouldnt expect how I met her either, Letta said, making Arabe look at her with a questioning gaze. She choked me, Letta said, making Arabe widen her eyes. Does that mean she wanted to hurt you? Arabe asked again, making Letta shake her head. Not only did she want to hurt me, but she wanted to kill me. She wanted to erase me from this world, Letta replied, making Arabe even more puzzled. So, what you mean is, she wanted to kill you? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, thats the right answer. And I have to ask why she hates me, and also why she used me of killing her son, Letta said again, making Arabe truly unable toment at all on what was being told by the wife of her childhood friend. I don’t want to argue Pedro slowly reached out his hand, then knocked on Marcos office door, making Marco stare at him momentarily when Pedro was now in front of him. How did you watch over her? Marco asked, making Pedro nod his head. For their first meeting, Mrs. Letta was indeed at Mrs. Arabes boutique. She didnt leave for hours before Miss Arabe finally took Mrs. To the dessert shop, before the Lord instructed the driver to pick them up, Pedro said, causing Marco to nod his head again. Where are they going now? Marco asked again. Because after a few days of meeting, Letta asked for permission to meet with Arabe again, making Marco, of course, feel suspicious of his wife. Although from the beginning Marco was a little skeptical of Arabe, this time for some reason Marco felt that there was something being hidden by both of them. Madam did meet with Miss Arabe, but their current destination is the hospital, Pedro said, making Marcos hand movement stop. Why are they going to the hospital? Marco asked again, because Letta didnt say where they were going, she just said she would meet with Arabe again. Because for some reason Letta feltfortable with Arabe and feltpatible, that was the only reason given by his wife. Although Marco didnt immediately believe it, not giving Letta permission not to go would certainly make Letta question his reasons. Marco also didnt want Letta to think that he didnt like it if his wife had a close friend. They went to the hospital, the ce where Madam was treated before. I havent received any detailed reasons yet. They went there, the person I sent is currently observing them and looking for the reason for their visit, Pedro exined again, making Marco for some reason feel a little uneasy since his return from meeting Arabe. For some reason, Marco felt a little something was wrong with his wife, Letta became even quieter when she was with him. Several times Letta also seemed to force her smile when with him, making Marco of course feel even the slightest change from his wife. If thats the case, find out everything quickly, I dont want even the slightest mistake, said Marco, making Pedro nod before finally leaving the room. Marco immediately took his phone, making sure he had to verify his wifes whereabouts himself. Because up until now, Marco still hadnt given Letta ess to his phone, and now Marco was trying to contact Arabe. Hello, where is my wife? Marco asked without preamble, when the call connected. Ohe on, youre calling the wrong phone if its just to ask about your wife, Arabe said in a cold tone. Isnt my wife with you? Marco asked again. Yes, Iam indeed with your wife, but youre calling my number. Shouldnt you just give one phone to your wife, so you can text or call her at your own will without involving me? Iam not your intermediary. Is the phone such a dangerous object for your wife, fortunately I didnt marry you. If not, I might have be an old woman locked in that big house, said Arabe, which for some reason made Marco even more irritated with her words. Come on Arabe, I dont want to argue. I just want to hear my wifes voice, said Marco, which finally made Arabe sigh before handing her phone to Letta. Hello, said Arabe, making Marco silent for a moment. Why? Are you enjoying your time with Arabe? Marco asked, making Letta pause for a moment on the other end. Yes, Iam. I have gained a lot of new knowledge from Be, Letta said, using the nickname she gave to Arabe. Thats good then. What time do you want to be picked up? Marco asked, trying to make small talk with his wife. No need, Letta said, furrowing Marcos brow. Why not? Usually, Im the one who always picks you up when youe back from Arabes ce, right? Marco said again. This time Arabe wants to go to the house and meet FREYA, so Ill just go home with her. Besides, you also have a lot of work, dont you? So just focus on all your affairs, Letta said again. I can make time to pick you up. Its okay, just tell me what time, Marco said, seemingly not wanting to be defeated by his wife. Yes, before it gets toote, you can pick me up at any time, Letta replied, making Marco nod his head. So where are you now? Are you still at Arabes boutique? Marco asked, making sure. No, we are currently at the hospital, Letta said, making Marco furrow his brow. It turns out his wife didnt lie to him, as Pedros information had indicated. At which hospital? Are you sick? Should Ie there? Just tell me where the hospital is, Marco asked, seemingly surprised, not wanting to make Letta suspicious on the other end. You dont have to. Im just apanying Arabe for her health check-up. In a week, she has to fly to Paris for a tiring job, so she has to make sure her body is in good condition, Letta replied, making Marco think again. Was that really the reason they went there? Although previously Pedro hadnt gotten it, for some reason Marco was a little unsure of his wifes answer. Are you going to be much longer? If so, I can catch up with you. Besides, its already lunchtime, said Marco, making Letta stop him immediately. No need. Well be heading home soon, and maybe well stop by Arabes boutique while waiting for you, Letta said, making Marco seem to have no other choice but to agree, because if Marco kept asking, it would certainly make Letta suspicious of him. Okay, then Ill pick you up around 3:00 PM at Aras boutique, right? Marco asked. Yes, Letta replied shortly, making Marco for some reason feel even more that something was different about his wife.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Alright, then enjoy your day. Ill continue working, said Marco. After that, Letta just acknowledged it. Then, Letta hung up the phone, and it really bothered Marcos mind. Marco tried to guess why his wife could change, whether it was because she had be close to Arabe, or maybe Arabe had told her about his past, telling her his shorings so that Letta became uninterested in him. However, the next second, Marco shook his head. Of course, his wife wouldnt easily change her attitude just because of things like that, Marco thought. Until finally, Marco couldnt stand his uneasiness and finally got up from his seat, took his suit jacket, and walked out of the office to meet another secretary. Where is Pedro? Marco asked. Mr. Pedro just left the office, sir, the secretary replied. Tell him to meet me tonight at my house. Right now, I have to go out, and just send the important files or anything that I have to handle, and also cancel all the meetings today. Find another possible day, Marco said, making the secretary nod. Although it was very difficult to manage the schedule of someone like Marco Jovanka, who was sometimes annoying like today, suddenly canceling meetings, suddenly leaving the office. Yes, indeed this was hispany. But still, he sometimes made people around him work even harder, several times over, just because of his small actions. Marco immediately entered the elevator. What was needed now was to see his wife directly, to make sure that his wife hadnt changed at all towards him, because right now Marco was truly in a stage where he was very concerned about Lettas still unstable state of mind. I need to meet her Letta then let out a long sigh as she ended the call with her husband, causing Arabe to look at her with raised eyebrows. Why? Is he suspicious? Arabe asked, making Letta shake her head. I dont know, you know, that Marcos instincts are sometimes stronger than most people. Even though IJ exined that I came here to apany you, he still wont stay quiet, Letta said, making Arabe look around. Dont worry, Ive instructed the guards to monitor the movements of anyone suspicious. Marco definitely wont stay quiet. Hell surely have someone watching us. Fortunately, you were honest when you said we were at the hospital. Otherwise, he would have been very suspicious, Arabe said, making Letta nod her head. Their conversation stopped when a nurse approached them.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Im sorry, the characteristics you mentioned werent very specific. So were having a little trouble finding a patient like that, but to make sure with the symptoms you just mentioned, you can see them directly in the room we specifically allocated for patients as you described earlier, the nurse said, making Letta nce at Arabe for a moment. What do you think? Should we look at each one? Will we have enough time? Letta asked, making Arabe pause for a moment. In that case, well do it quickly. You still remember his face, right? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head. Alright, then are there a few rooms we need to check? Arabe asked, looking at the nurse. Not many, just 13 rooms, the nurse said, making Arabe get up from her seat. Okay, then show us where the corridor is, Arabe said, making the nurse finally nod. After that, she led them to the floor where the ce they had to check was, where Letta was looking for the middle-aged woman who had almost harmed her. Arabe and Letta looked into each room one by one. Some of the patients were with their families, but Letta and Arabe didnt want to take any risks as they were already breaking hospital rules. With a little help from the nurse and a reward from Arabe, they were at least able to catch a glimpse of the patients faces briefly. They were in room number 7, but Letta still hadnt found the face she was looking for. How is it? Are you sure you didnt forget his face? Arabe asked again, making Letta nod her head. Yes, Im sure. There are still a few rooms left. Maybe hes in another room, Letta replied, making Arabe nod her head. They continued walking and looking into the rooms, but until thest room, Letta and Arabe didnt get the results they wanted. Could he have already left this hospital? Arabe asked again, making Letta shake her head. I dont know, Letta replied, making the nurse approach them. Im sorry, because the characteristics are also very unclear, I cant show you more than this, the nurse said. What if we look at the CCTV? You remember, right, the date when you were attacked by that patient? Arabe asked, making Letta nod her head, but the nurse immediately shook her head. Beyond that, I cant help because checking the CCTV requires someone of a higher rank than me. I cant help you with that, the nurse said, making Letta look at Arabe with a sad look. I think I have to give an even bigger reward to someone of higher rank, Arabe said, making the nurse just smile. There wont be enough time. Marco will soone to pick me up at your boutique. Hell definitely be suspicious, Letta said, making Arabe let out a long sigh. Alright, then lets end the search for today. Well continue after Ie back from Paris, Arabe said, making Letta shake her head. Thats too long. I cant do it without you, Letta said, making Arabe really just rub her face roughly. Ohe on, I dont know what kindness you did before that allowed you to hypnotize me like this. Weve just met and youve brought us this close. I cant believe Im willing to help you this much. Oh, God, Arabe said, making Letta grimace. Alright, then, tomorrow or the day after, Ill make time to help you again. For today, lets finish. Besides, I dont want to make my husband suspicious, right? Arabe said, making Letta nod her head. They then walked back to Arabes boutique, after Arabe emphasized to the nurse not to leak any information about what they had done so far. They then passed through the hospital corridor, but Lettas steps stopped when she almost lost her own life, when the middle-aged woman really choked her. Why did you stop? Arabe asked. In this waiting room, she attacked me, Letta replied, making Arabe look around. There were several CCTV cameras there. If only they could ess and view the CCTV footage, it would be easy to find out the woman Letta was looking for. But unfortunately, they didnt have much time. Well, lets forget that bad memory. Otherwise, your head will start hurting again. At least we cane back another day, Arabe said, making Letta want to leave, but Letta widened her eyes. I know a nurse around here. She must know about that woman because she saw me and the patient. If we ask her, shell know whether the patient is still here or not, Letta said, making Arabe go silent. So we have to find a nurse who works here with the characteristics you mentioned, and thats not helpful, Letta, Arabe said again. Perhaps shes around this corridor. We can look for her for a few minutes, so it wont take long, Letta said, making Arabe about to open her mouth. Suddenly, Letta ran to ask someone in front of her. Whatever she was going to mention, Letta searched for the characteristics of a nurse who dressed almost the same in each corridor, until Lettas steps stopped when she saw a nurse walking towards her, making Arabe just stare from a distance, seeing Letta as she ran towards the nurse. Do you remember me? Letta said sincerely, making the nurse furrow her brow. Sorry, were you one of the patients here or maybe have been treated by me? Can I help you? the nurse asked. That time, I came to this hospital, and suddenly there was a middle-aged female patient who tried to choke me. Do you remember her? Letta asked again, making the nurse go silent, trying to remember the incident before widening her eyes. Oh yes, remember. How are you now? Are you okay? the nurse asked, making Letta finally smile widely, looking at Arabe. Arabe walked closer with a look from Letta that seemed to have found the nurse. Yes, Im fine now. Im just curious if that female patient is still being treated here, because I want to meet her. It seems like shes someone I know, but I only remembered her recently, Letta asked again, making the nurse go silent. Im not sure, because after that incident, the woman was moved to another room. Should I check? the nurse said, making Letta nod her head. I need to meet her. Thank you if you can help, Letta said, making the nurse smile, before Letta and Arabe followed the nurses steps to check whether the woman was still in this hospital or not. meet Mery Letta and Arabe were currently in the hospital garden, looking at a woman sitting in a wheelchair. The woman seemed to be just staring ahead with a vacant look. Then, Letta turned to the nurse. Is her condition worsening? Letta asked again, making the nurse nod her head. Yes, since the incident, she has even had seizures several times. She also sometimes gets hysterical, the nurse said, making Letta go silent. It indicated that her presence before the woman had a significant impact, making Letta more convinced that the woman knew her. Does she still have any family? Letta asked again, making the nurse pause for a moment. Actually, I also had a little trouble with my memory, so I want to make sure whether I know that person or not. Im also one of the patients here. You know, Doctor Travis, hes the one who treated me, Letta said to reassure the nurse, finally making her nod. Yes, there is a family that sometimes visits her. However, they dont visit too often, only every few months to make sure of her condition. For payment, they always do it through transfers. We only give them updates over the phone when the family cant see her in person, the nurse exined, making Letta nod. It showed that the woman didnt have anyone truly taking care of her in the hospital. How long has she been in this hospital? Letta asked again. Im not sure because I also just joined this hospital as a new employee. However, during my time here, it seems like the mother has been treated here first, the nurse said. So, how long? Letta asked again.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. I dont know, maybe around 2 years, the nurse replied, making Letta and Arabe widen their eyes. Shes been treated for that long, and there hasnt been any progress? Arabe asked, making the nurse nod her head. Yes, actually, weve also suggested that the woman be transferred to another hospital that might be able to help her condition, but the family refused. They were convinced that the woman was just unwell. Her family rejected the idea that she was experiencing mental disturbances, the nurse said, making Arabe shake her head. But sometimes, she would seem normal. She appeared calmer, and only when her anxiety began to show, she would sometimes be hysterical. However, in recent months, her condition has worsened. Weve been informing the family, but there hasnt been any response yet, the nurse said, making Arabe feel something constricting upon hearing the womans condition. Whats her name? Letta asked. Mrs. Merry. Shes 53 years old, the nurse said, which for some reason made Letta feel familiar with the name. If I approach her, will she be hysterical? Letta asked, making the nurse go silent. I cant be sure, but shes been quite calm these past few days. Maybe you can help her. Ill call in some male nurses to make sure she doesnt get hysterical again, the nurse said, making Letta nod. The nurse then left, making Letta look at Arabe. Are you sure you want to do this? What if he harms you again when he returns? It will be a prolonged issue, especially with your husband if he finds out, Arabe said, making Letta tense. For some reason, she was confident that she could talk to the woman. No, I can handle it. If anything happens, you can scream or help me, right? Letta said, causing Arabe to sigh in annoyance. Arabe was just about to refuse Lettas request when Letta slowly walked towards the woman, leaving Arabe staring at her in disbelief. Carefully, Letta observed the woman who truly seemed like an empty shell. Eventually, Letta knelt in front of the woman, who seemed to be looking in her direction. The womans eyes widened, and she was about to react when Letta tightly grasped her hand. I apologize, Letta said, a sentence that somehow slipped out on its own, causing the woman to freeze. Merry could only feel her hand weakening as she heard Lettas voice. I apologize for all my mistakes. I dont know what I did to make you this angry. I was also very surprised by the anger in your eyes, but I really dont know what I did wrong. So, please tell me what my mistake was, Letta said, looking up, gazing into the eyes that were now glistening. This even made Letta feel the deep sadness from the mncholic expression and teary eyes. And the next moment, Letta could feel the mothers trembling hand, which was tightly held in her own. I beg you, dont hurt me or dont get hysterical like before. I just need to hear what my mistake was. After that, I can punish myself. Or maybe you want me to do it in front of you? I will do it, Letta said, trying to persuade the woman, when suddenly her hand was firmly touched. The mother gripped her wheelchair tightly with her trembling hands. Why did you appear in front of me again? You have taken Sean away from my life, Merry said, her voice trembling, leaving Letta, who was still staring at her, furrowing her brow. Sean, who is he? Letta asked again. Dont pretend to be ignorant. You took someones life, and you easily forgot about it just like that. You look like an angel, but you are a demon in my life, Merry said, making Letta even more confused by her words. I beg you, listen to my exnation. I have lost my memory for almost 2 years. I dont know what happened in my previous life, and I somehow feel confident that I know you. Thats why I came to you to ask if you know me. So, how was our rtionship before? I still dont remember you or the person named Sean that you mentioned, Letta said, making the woman clench her fists. Letta nced at Arabe, the nurse, and several other nurses who were still watching from a distance. There are nurses and caregivers standing there. If you continue to be hysterical and cant control your anger, you may be put back in istion and given medication and injections. So, please try to calm down. I just need to talk to you. If you do know me or if Ihave done something wrong, you need to tell me, and I will ept the punishment I deserve, Letta said, still trying to speak calmly, as Merry looked around, seeing several nurses as Letta had mentioned. Can you hold back your emotions for a moment when looking at me? Because I really need your exnation. I dont remember anything about my past self. So, even if Ihave a major mistake, it doesnt seem fair if I easily forget it, as you said. So, help me remember, Letta said again, looking at Merrys face, which was now calmer. She had released her grip, her breath had also started to calm down, making Letta feel that Merry was now ready to talk. So, can you tell me everything, what happened to me, to you, and also to your child named Sean? I need your help, and I might also be able to help you find Sean if my memory returns. Thats why I came back to this hospital, even though you tried to hurt me and even kill me, Letta said again, causing the mother to suddenly cry in front of Letta. Tears streamed down her face, making Letta widen her eyes, seeing the profound sadness on Merrys face. rather than it being too late Marco had just stepped out of his parked car right in front of Arabes private boutique. He was immediately greeted by two attendants who opened the door for him, prompting Marco to enter straight away. However, his steps halted upon seeing Arabe sitting alone at a round table with tea and some sweet snacks in front of her. Across from Arabe, there was also a cup of tea that Marco knew was Lettas. Marco eventually continued walking. Arabe appeared calm as she sipped the tea in front of her when Marco stood beside her.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Where is my wife? Marco asked, causing Arabe to pause in cing her cup down elegantly before finally looking at her former fiance. Youre quite rude toe in and immediately confront me with your question. At least sit down first. Look, there are plenty of snacks left, and I cant finish them all by myself, Arabe said, making Marco furrow his brow. Does that mean Letta isnt here? Marco asked, as if his wife were present, he wouldnt let these sweet snacks go to waste on the table. She was here earlier, Arabe replied. So shes gone now? Marco asked again, about to turn around, but Arabes words stopped him once more. Youve hurt her, havent you? Arabe said, making Marco fall silent before turning to face Be, who was ying with her index finger on the beautiful cup in front of her. What do you mean? Marco asked, his brow furrowing, making Arabe smile before looking back at him. Please sit first. You cant possibly ignore me just to hurry up and meet your wife, even though we havent had a proper chat in ages, Arabe said, making Marco finally exhale deeply, knowing it wouldnt do him any good to engage in an argument with Arabe. So, for now, Marco chose toply with her request. Marco then sat directly in front of Arabe, looking at the half-empty tea cup. Why did you let Letta go home alone? Didnt I say that I would pick her up? Marco said. Ohe on, Im not that cruel to let her go home alone. I instructed the driver and the best security guard to safely escort your wife home, Arabe replied, making Marco sigh in annoyance. Still, you should have kept Letta here, so I could be the one to pick her up, right? Marco said again. Earlier, sheined about getting bored waiting for you for too long, so I offered to help and take her home. Besides, the driver already confirmed that your wife had arrived home safely. You can check with your servants and the driver and the guards. Im also on my way back here, Arabe said, making Marco feel slightly relieved that Letta had made it home. Get to the point. I dont like beating around the bush, and just say what you need to say quickly, Marco said, making Arabe smile condescendingly again. For some reason, Marco currently felt like he was being yed by his childhood friend. Come on, at least we should have some small talk before getting to the point, because I dont want you to feel ufortable due to rushing, Arabe said again. Thats why right now I want to get straight to the point because Im in a hurry, you know that Lettas condition was unstable before, Marco said again, making Arabe flick her finger and then point it at Marco. Thats what Im asking. Why was she unstable? You really hurt her, didnt you? Arabe asked again, making Marco fall silent as he looked at her. I dont know if your conversation has gone too far. It seems like my wife has ced a lot of trust in you and told you about her condition, Marco said again, making Arabe smile. Thats my specialty. I can make people around mefortable, so dont me me if your wife might prefer to confide in me rather than tell all her troubles to her stiff and overprotective husband, Arabe said. What do you know? Marco asked. Not much. What I know now is that Letta is starting to regain her memory, right? And you must be eagerly awaiting that. Isnt that good? It means your wife will fully recover and wont have nightmares anymore, right? Arabe said, making Marco just smile condescendingly, even Arabe knew about Lettas nightmares every night. Dont pretend to be ignorant, Ara. You know I dont want Lettas memories to return because of the bad things weve experienced, right? So, dont provoke her or do something that I dont want to me you forter, Marco said, making Arabe smile even more. Come on, Im just acting as a fellow woman because, you know, it would be ufortable to be in Lettas position right now. Shes like a confused person. Thats why I know yourre not incapable of providing the best care for your wife alone. You just think about your own life. Yes, it can be said that you are a bit selfish. Even with all that you have, you could have taken her to the best doctor, but you did the opposite, Arabe said again, making Letta reach out to sip her tea again. I dont know if it was Letta who told you or if you took the initiative to find out about my wifes personal life, but its enough for you to meddle in anything that happens to my family, Marco said, seemingly ufortable that Arabe knew so much about his life, especially about Letta. Lately, Ive let Letta meet with you and apany you wherever you go, because I dont want her to keep thinking about her past memories. But if its like this, it seems like you really should go back to Paris soon, it would be better, and never try to invite my wife to meet or dig up all the information about her, Marco said again, only to be met withughter from his former fiancee. Ohe on, Iam busy and not too interested in other peoples lives except for one Marco Jovanka. Somehow, since childhood, Ive always been interested in your life, whether its like a hobby or whatever it is, but you really make me happy whenever I talk about your life, especially when ites to your wife right now. Should I be grateful that I didnt end up being your life partner? Arabe said, making Marco finally get up from his seat. Stop all your nonsense. I dont know what youve been talking about during your meeting. Whats clear is that you should never call my wife again. I will handle it and make my wife recover in my own way, Marco said, then walked away. But just a few steps away from Arabe, she smirked condescendingly at his sturdy back. In the end, you will reap what you sow, wont you? You cant hide the carcass you buried. Something will definitely make that carcass smell to others, including Letta. So, rather than it being toote, its better to settle it now. Im giving you this advice only because I still consider you my childhood friend. If not, I wouldnt care about what would happen to you. And one more thing, because I have a little sympathy for your wife, dont make my sacrifice in vain because I have let you and your wife get married and be happy. At least give mea family photo of you all living with smiles for the next 10 years, Arabe said, leaving Marco speechless. Marco didnt understand the meaning behind Arabes words, but the essence was that Arabe must have told him to reveal everything he was currently hiding. But Marco wasnt ready to face the consequences he would have to endure in the future. promise you won’t break it Letta immediately ran to her room upon returning from Arabes boutique. She took off all her clothes and stepped into the shower, dousing her entire body with cold water to alleviate the trembling sensation. Letta closed her eyes, hoping to find calm within herself. But that wasnt what Letta found. As all her past memories were now vividly etched in her mind, her encounter with Merry truly drew her back to the Past. All the faces she had once forgotten slowly resurfaced in her memory: her aunt, Miti, Mia, Abian, Merry, and Sean. The people she had previously forgotten were now vividly visible. She recalled their beaming smiles. Yet, it wasnt just that which made Letta feel her entire body shudder. It was how her initial encounter with a certain Marco, who had since been shaping her life, surfaced in her mind. Letta clenched her fists tightly. The man she had considered her protector, the one who had provided her with warm embraces, turned out to be the mastermind behind all the destruction in her life. She had lost the good people around her. Letta had also lost her first child, experiencing all the terrible events in the small bathroom behind this house. Now, she could feel where the suffocation and fear originated from, yet her husband seemed to be blessed by all the events that made her forget everything. He seemed to be a savior. Yet behind it all, he was the demon whopletely shattered her life. Letta couldnt even shed tears. Whether it was because her tears had dried from crying in the past or because Letta felt her tears were too precious to cry for the husband she loved. Yet, that feeling of love now seemed to ovep with the hatred she had previously felt. The warmth she usually felt from love now felt suffocating as she recalled the terrible things Marco had inflicted upon her. Letta hadnt revealed it to Arabe, when suddenly she felt like she had regained all her memories. Letta merely asked Arabe to take her home because Letta couldnt hide her expression from Arabe, and meeting Marco face to face still seemed beyond her ability to contain her anger. So now, Letta tried to cool her mind. If she could, Letta would scream right now, she would want to cry out loud. But all of that seemed to evaporate, leaving only a burning anger that now seemed to scorch her heart and body. The cold water that now drenched her entire body hoped to help Letta think about how to free herself from the suffocating feeling and the hatred she now felt. Yet, what made Lettas thinking even heavier was Freyas presence among them at this moment. If Letta didnt have her child, it would be easy for Letta to leave with her, to leave her husband. But it wasnt easy. Letta had to figure out how she and Freya could escape Marcos grasp without his knowledge, and how to repay all the pain she had endured. Letta wasnt sure if the love and all the expressions of love Marco had professed were true to her, or if they were just excuses to cover up all the wrongs he had done to her. Lettas thoughts were interrupted when someone suddenly knocked on her door, causing Letta to jolt slightly. Honey, are you in there? Even hearing that heavy voice made the fire that had seemingly scorched her body earlier feel very hot again, prompting Letta to pat her chest, which felt very painful. Are you in the shower? Marco asked again, causing Letta to finally try to control her breath so she could manage her expression in front of Marco, because right now Letta wasnt going to tell Marco that she had regained her memories. Letta wanted to see what her husband would do to her, whether he would continue to deceive her with all those repulsive acts of kindness. Im showering, Ill be out in a moment, Letta replied, looking at the deliberately locked door. Then Ill wait for you. We need to talk, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless. Letta then turned off the cold water tap that had been drenching her body, stepped out, looked at herself in front of therge mirror, and saw her doll-like figure. Had Marco really considered her just a doll to y with, making Letta truly resent the man who was now her husband? A few minutester, when Letta felt she couldpose herself for the meeting with Marco, she finally stepped out of the bathroom, seeing Marco engrossed in his phone, ncing up at her. After that, he gave her the warm smile he always gave Letta. Perhaps if Letta hadnt regained her memories, it would have been the most effective remedy to calm her down. But this time, for some reason, that smile felt like a threat, a threat to make her y the role she needed to y. Youre here? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, even though I told you, Its better to wait at Arabes boutique. Ill pick you up, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Yes, I was too bored listening to all of Arabes stories about all her clothes and fashion. At first, I was interested, but after a while, it seemed that wasnt my thing, so it made mea little dizzy, Letta said, making Marco smile. For that reason, in the future, dont meet with Arabe anymore. She wont stop talking about all the fashion and clothes she owns, and anything rted to Paris, Marco said, reaching out his hand to gently stroke Lettas face, making Letta observe Marcos movement out of the corner of her eye. Did you shower with cold water? Marco asked, causing Letta to nod her head. Yes, I was feeling a bit hot earlier. Thats why I tried to take a cold shower, Letta replied, immediately causing Marco to worry. What if you get a fever again? Come on, sit here now, Ill dry your hair, Marco said, and Letta finallyplied with her husbands request. Slowly, Marco unwrapped the towel around her long hair and his gentle fingers began to massage her scalp as he continued to dry it. Yet you must have had a lot of work at the office. Why did youe home so early? Letta asked, making Marco smile as he looked at his wife through the reflection in therge mirror in front of them. Because I missed you. I couldnt focus on work when you were still outside, Marco replied, making Letta smile, as best she could muster the smile she usually gave to Marco. But now, for some reason, it was hard to give a genuine smile to the man who had shattered her life. I missed Freya, Letta said, causing Marcos hand to stop. But didnt you promise that if I got better, we could go get Freya? Letta continued, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment. They could see the hesitation on his face. Fine, then tomorrow well go get her, Marco replied, causing Letta to lower her head. How about tonight? Letta said, causing Marco to look at her with a hesitant expression. Come on, it would be hard on Freya if we go get herte at night. What if we do it tomorrow instead? I promise that well go get our little princess tomorrow, Marco said, causing Letta to let out a long sigh.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. Fine, then, promise you wont break it tomorrow, okay? Letta said, causing Marco to smile. At least Letta had to make sure that Freya was in her hands, close to her, so that Letta could n what she had to do next. leave him Letta then immediately opened her eyes wide. If in the previous nights Letta was disturbed by the nightmares of her past that haunted her, about her lost memories now being different, now it seemed like a shback with all that she had forgotten, and she remembered it again. Now it was the mistreatment of Marco that had tormented her, which now made Letta unable to sleep soundly. But it didnt affect Letta in any way. Letta didnt feel tremors or fear. For some reason, perhaps because she was too numb to all the pain Marco had inflicted on her. Eventually, Letta turned to her side, where Marco was holding her tightly, his warm breath on her neck made Letta loosen Marcos embrace slightly, looking at how her husband was sleeping peacefully. Letta then reached out to touch the side of her husbands face. But it stopped. For some reason, Letta felt like killing the man next to her. However, it all seemed to dissipate on its own when the love Letta felt for Marco made her curse herself. Letta then shook her head. She didnt want to be defeated by the love she felt, she had to understand the pain she had endured all this time. How could the man beside her not receive punishment for all the things he had done, instead he continued to deceive her by taking advantage of her memory loss. Until finally, Letta could see Marco slowly opening his eyes, looking at Letta, trying to focus his gaze. Why did you wake up? Marco asked, looking at the clock that had just struck 2:00 a. m. I couldnt sleep, Letta answered calmly, causing Marco to sit up slightly. I thought you were having bad dreams again, Marco asked, causing Letta to shake her head. Letta then did the same, leaning back on the bed, still looking at her husband, who still seemed sleepy. Just go to sleep. Didnt you say theres an important meeting tomorrow? Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. After that, he pulled Letta closer to him, resting his face on Lettas shoulder and neck. How could I leave my wife awake at night like this, Marco said, making Letta close her eyes when she felt the warmth from her husband. Maybe Im too excited and having trouble sleeping because tomorrow well go get Freya, Letta said again, making Marco smile. Yes, Im looking forward to it too. I miss how this house feels warm again with our daughters presence, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Does it feel lonely not hearing Freyas voice? Letta asked again, causing Marco to nod. Yes, even though previously this big house was very cold and felt lonely. But since your presence, especially with Freya, this house feels warm. I feel morefortable staying at home, Marco said, looking up, looking at his wife, making Letta smile faintly. Yes, all that wille true tomorrow, right? Letta said, making Marco nod. It seemed that Letta already knew what she had to do, which was to make Marco go back to the point where he hadnt met her and Freya. The best way to punish Marco was to leave him. It would hurt her more than anything because even though Letta realized how cruel Marco had tortured her in the past, Letta couldnt deny that Marco loved her very much. Especially with Freyas presence. And to punish the man beside her was to torture him with the love she herself had. The more Marcos love grew, loving her and their daughter, the better it would be for Letta to stay away from Marcos life. In that case, wed better go back to sleep. I dont want to make youte and me me, Letta said, making Marco smile. In that case,e here, Marco said, spreading his arms, making Letta immediately enter the warm embrace of her husband, lying back down with Marco trying to close his eyes again. You have to sleep too. Remember, you shouldnt think too much. Anything can affect your health condition again. I dont want you to feel pain or have nightmares again, Marco said, kissing the top of Lettas head, making Letta fall silent. That wont happen. It seems that since my visit to the psychiatrist, Ive been able to start controlling myself not to want my memories back too much, Letta said, making Marco loosen his embrace slightly, looking at Letta with a broad smile. Are you sure? Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, maybe its becausetely Ive had someone to talk to with Arabe, so Im not too focused on all the memories that sometimes cross my mind. Ive also rarely imagined the nightmares Ive had. It seems that I need to have many activities to not think too much about those memories, Letta said, making Marco smile.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Im d to see you back like this. I dont not want your memories toe back, but its just bad for you. Ive been more pensive, and your body has be even thinner like this, and more importantly, we have to stay away from Freya, Marco said, making Letta smile and nod her head. Forgive me for making you worried. In the future, as much as possible, I will control myself, Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head. No need to go that far. If you truly cant handle it on your own, you can confide in me. You can tell me anything you feel, but remember, dont let yourself get too lost in all those memories. It will only bring you back down, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Alright, then lets get ready to sleep again, okay? It seems like Pedro will contact me directly soon. I need to rest, Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Oh, I forgot. Give me a sweet kiss first, so I can fall asleep soundly, Marco said, making Letta slightly stunned. But the next moment, Letta immediately kissed her husbands cheek. But Marco shook his head. Come on, that wont be enough. Here, Marco said, pointing to his lips, making Letta gaze at her husbands lips. For some reason, her heart started pounding fast. It was as if it were her first time doing something like this. As her memory slowly returned, Letta began to lean in and kissed Marcos warm lips before pulling away. Thank you. It seems like I will really sleep soundly again, Marco said, pulling Letta into his embrace and closing his eyes. Letta could hear Marcos heartbeat bing calmer, his breaths more regr. It made Letta just hold her husband, feeling his warmth and the warm breaths from him as he seemed to fall asleep again. Letta looked up. Although at times she might feel weak with the love she felt for Marco, Letta was very sure about the n she had to execute. Letta truly would vanish like dust carried away by the wind from Marcos life. If Marco truly loved her, that would be his greatest punishment, and Letta had to do it. Letta didnt want Marco to get too used to all theforts in his life. He had to feel the consequences of the pain he had inflicted. She didnt want to deceive herself and the lingering pain by staying close to Marco. you’ve changed it Marco furrowed his brow as the morning sunlight began to disturb his sleep. Slowly, he opened his eyes and reached out to the side of the bed where his wife Letta usuallyy. However, this time Marco didnt feel Lettas presence beside him. This prompted Marco to focus, only to find himself alone in therge bed. Trying to sit up, he gazed at the expansive room he upied. Even Freya was no longer in her crib. Marco nced at the clock, which read 7:00 AM, realizing Letta hadnt woken him up at all. He stretched his body, trying to rx the muscles clinging to his perfect frame before eventually getting out of bed. Heading towards the window, Marco heard voices from the garden next to their house. He spotted his wife and their little daughter ying ball in the vast garden, apanied by a few servants not far from them. Marco then grabbed the phone from the nightstand and captured the scene from afar, capturing the beautiful smiles of his wife and little Freya before quickly preparing himself. Somehow, the thought of having to go to the office today made Marco feel trulyzy. He longed to spend the entire day with Letta and Freya, enjoying their time together. However, the demands of his job forced Marco not to neglect hispany. Otherwise, Edward would intervene and push him out. Marco didnt want that to happen. He didnt want to lose face in front of his little daughter, who alwaysughed whenever Edward scolded him. Marco began to drench his athletic body under the pouring water in the bathroom. Yet, what made him furrow his brow was the different aroma in the bathroom. He inhaled and sensed the waft of vani that now permeated his senses. He was a little surprised if his wife was beginning to like a different scent, whereas Marco preferred the previous one. However, Marco didnt dwell on it too much, shrugging it off. As Marco stepped out of the bathroom, he saw Letta picking up some toys from Freyas bed. Marco walked over to Letta and immediately hugged his wife from behind. Letta was slightly startled by the familiar scent that instantly enveloped her senses. A chill now spread through her back as Marco held her tightly. My clothes can get all wet if youe this close, Letta muttered, trying to loosen her husbands embrace. But Marco had no intention of letting go. Why didnt you wake me up? You usually stroke my face or give me a good morning kiss to wake me up. Are you really ignoring me today? Marco spoke again, making Letta nce slightly towards her husband. Its because Freya kept whining to y with me immediately, so I didnt have a choice. Early in the morning, she was already cranky because she wanted to swim, Letta said, causing Marco to turn his wifes body to face him without releasing his grip on Lettas waist. Really? Why didnt I hear her? Was I sleeping that soundly? Marco said, making Letta just shrug indifferently. Its better that you get ready quickly now because its already toote for apany leader to enter his office. Do you want to set a bad example for your employees? Letta said, attempting to push Marcos body, but Marco shook his head. Of course not. My employees are very understanding. They know that their boss has a harmonious family and is reluctant to leave it. They know that their boss is veryfortable at home, so they will be very understanding, Marco said, winking one eye, making Letta roll her eyeszily. Forget it, Im not fooled by your sweet talk so early in the morning. I have to give this toy to Freya right away and give her breakfast. I dont want Freya to start getting cranky and asking for other strange things again, Letta said. What about me then? Marco asked, making Letta shrug casually. I dont know, youre an adult. You can handle everything. So, give in to your little princess and let me go before her screams make the servants panic again, Letta said, but Marco once again had no intention of releasing his embrace. Well, then let me briefly savor your scent, Marco said, breathing in the nape of Lettas neck, making Letta fall silent, feeling the warm breath now filling the nape of her neck.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Its true, youve changed it, Marco said, making Letta turn slightly towards her husband. Why, doesnt the scent please you? I just got it, and its Arabes rmendation, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. No wonder, considering I liked your previous scent. From the first time we met, it never changed, and now its mixed with another scent. Its better if you change it back to the usual one, Marco said again, making Letta shake her head. Too bad. Besides, all of mine is gone, and Arabe just sent this one. Its a pity to throw it away. I dont want to waste something thats still plenty, especially since its a gift from someone, Letta said, making Marco tighten his embrace even more. Yes, even if Ill still hold you like this even if I dont like the scent, but shes still my wife, and I have to ept it slowly, right? After all the products sent by Arabe are finished, Ill help you use it up, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. No need. Youll probably end up intentionally wasting it, so stop chatting this morning and get ready quickly, Letta said, making Marco nod before attempting to bring his face closer to Letta. However, for some reason, Letta immediately avoided him, surprising Marco. Why? Marco asked. If we start, Freya will really throw a tantrum down there. Come on, understand a bit. You dont want your stubbornness to rub off on your daughter, do you? Letta said, this time truly releasing her embrace. Get ready quickly and go to the office, Letta said, then left without giving Marcoa sweet kiss or anything, leaving him alone staring at the now-closed door. Did she just avoid my kiss? Whats going on with my wife? Marco mumbled, feeling slightly different about Letta for some reason, but the next moment Marco shook his head. How could she change? She was still Letta, his wife, whom he knew. Marco smiled, then turned and entered the dressing room, preparing himself to go to the office with all the strength and spirit he had to gather. Afterwards, Marco walked out of the room, descending the stairs where Letta was feeding Freya at the dining table. Are you ready? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, do I have to have breakfast alone again this time? Marco asked, making Letta look at her empty te. Ill have breakfast after Freya finishes her meal, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Even though Desi can feed her, not just to feed her, so its better for you to apany me for breakfast, Marco said, making Letta look at her husband and shake her head. Was his wife really going to ignore himpletely, Marco wondered, beginning to fold his arms, gazing at Letta, who seemed deliberately avoiding him. special gift to Letta. Letta then watched as her husbands car gradually moved away, passing the tall gate that separated their house, with Freya waving her hand at her fathers departing car. Letta then took Freya back into theirrge house before turning her gaze to Desi, who had just brought some toys from the garden.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Desi, please watch over Freya. I need to tidy up some of Marcos belongings in the room, Letta said, making Desi nod. As instructed by her mistress, Desi quickly stored all the toys and took Freya to y in front of the TV room. Meanwhile, Letta immediately closed the bedroom door. Marcos scent still lingered distinctly, filling Lettas senses. Letta then walked over to her vanity table, gazing at her reflection. After this past week of recovering her memories, Letta somehow had to create distance in order to leave therge house with Freya without being noticed by Marco or anyone else. This led Letta to nce at the business card in the drawer of her vanity table, where a series of numbers were written for her to contact the person. At least, Letta wasnt too worried about finding a ce to live and an amodating area for herself and Freya. Letta didnt know if Marco was aware or not, but ever since all her memories returned, Letta had intentionally started to slowly distance herself from her husband. Although this morning Letta could clearly hear that Marco was beginning to feel ufortable with her indifferent behavior, it was just the beginning of it all, Letta thought. Letta was truly preparing for her departure with Freya and began to dial the number on the phone in her room, ensuring that everything was prepared perfectly. This time, Letta was grateful that someone was willing to help her escape from Marcos grasp. Letta didnt know what would happen to her when she couldnt avoid her past, she thought, finally making the call to ensure everything was in ce. Because Letta truly wanted to leave therge house as soon as possible. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Marco was seen staring straight at the t screen in front of him, making Pedro, who had been slightly puzzled by his boss, wonder why Marco seemed to be deep in thought about something, so Pedro approached again. Can I help you with something? Pedro asked, sensitive to his bosss demeanor. No, forget it, Marco said, but the next moment, Marco realized something. Maybe he could ask Pedro. I mean, I want to ask you, Marco said again, making Pedro nod. Of course, his guess was right, Pedro knew very well that something was bothering his boss. Do you know how tofort a womans heart? Marco said, making Pedro fall silent, even looking somewhat surprised, and immediately staring at him with a puzzled expression. Im sorry, sir, are you asking me? Pedro asked again to make sure, making Marco nod his head. Yes, of course Im asking you. You know, right? For some reason, these past few days, Letta seems indifferent to me. She doesnt seem angry, but she also doesnt seem happy with me. She seems to be ignoring my presence. I dont know the reason, but if you ask if theres a problem, she just smiles and says everything is fine. Its confusing me, Marco said, making Pedro just remain silent. I apologize, sir, but if youre asking about another issue, maybe I can help. But to ask about a womans heart, you know yourself that I am also very far from anything rted to women, Pedro said, making Marco forget the fact that the assistant had never even been heard of being close to a woman or dating. Yes, it seems I asked you the wrong thing, Marco said. But maybe, should I find out? Pedro asked, making Marco immediately shake his head. No, you can start working on your tasks again. Ill find out myself, Marco said, making Pedro nod. Marco then let out a long breath and leaned back in his oversized chair as Pedropletely left his room, and the next moment an idea came to Marcos mind about what he should do. Marco began tapping his fingers on the t screen in front of him, questioning the greatest search engine that knew everything. Marco began typing the reasons why a wife ignores her husband. That was the keyword Marco wrote on the t screen, and then several reasons for a wife ignoring her husband appeared. Reading through the contents, Marcos eyes widened. Could it be that Letta is bored because of my repetitive games? Marco murmured when reading the sentence that stated one reason a wife ignores her husband is due to boredom with his monotonous games. The contents of the search engine got Marco thinking. Afterwards, Marco began typing ways tofort a wifes heart. That was the next keyword Marco typed on the t screen in front of him, and there were several points, such as giving gifts to his wife, surprises, inviting her to a romantic dinner, going on vacation, and also creating a romantic atmosphere between the couple, making Marco begin to nod. Alright, so the first thing I need to do, it seems, is to find a gift for Letta. What should I give her? Marco said, starting to think. For some reason, Marco was more focused on what he should do for Letta than on his piling work. He ignored iing emails, disregarded the piles of documents that needed his signature, and also needed to be reviewed. If I give her a diamond, Letta doesnt like wearing it too much. If I give her a luxurious dress, Letta also doesnt wear luxurious dresses often and rarely goes out. Flowers, of course not, they will wither quickly, Marco said, racking his brain, trying to figure out what he should give to his wife. Until finally, an idea came to Marcos mind, prompting him to press the inte in front of him. Pedro,e to my office, Marco said, making Pedro meet his boss again. Is there something I can help you with, sir? Pedro asked. I want us to go to the jewelry store, Marco said, leaving Pedro speechless. I want to make a ring for Letta, Marco said again, making Pedro nod his head. Very well, sir. I will arrange your schedule and make an appointment with the best jewelry store for you, Pedro said, making Marco nod before Pedro went back to his work. Marco immediately smiled, imagining Lettas expression when she received the gift from him. Surely his wife would no longer ignore him and would consider him an attentive and romantic man. Alright, Marco. Now done with the way tofort your wife. Lets finish all this work and quickly order a gift for Letta, Marco said, immediately starting to tackle the piled-up work on his desk one by one. After that, Marco had to go home early and before that, he had to go to the store to order a ring for Letta. Marco would make a special ring for his wife, and there would be only one in the world. Marco was really looking forward to giving that special gift to Letta. I hope we can meet there Letta began examining some clothes in arge suitcase, not only her own clothes but also Freyas. After nearly a few hours of choosing these clothes, three suitcases were in front of her, prompting Letta to look at Freya, who was still ying on her bed. Mommys done with work, were going to send all of these, Letta said, making Freya smile. Letta then called Desi to ask some guards to pull the suitcases out of her room. Desi, can you ask some guards to take some suitcases from my room? Letta asked, causing Desi to furrow her brow. Suitcases? Desi asked, and Letta nodded her head. Yes, I just chose some of my and Freyas clothes that are no longer in use. So, instead of cluttering the dressing room, I chose them and intended to donate them to some orphanages and people in need, Letta said, making Desi nod her head. A few minutester, some guards carried the three suitcases, even the one Letta used was just a regr suitcase that could probably be disposed of by Marco. After that, Letta instructed the guards to inform the front terrace of the orphanage that they would be sending them. Just tell the guards to inform the front terrace. Ill go there after Freya finishes her snacks, Letta said, making Desi nod her head. Currently, Freya was sitting in herp, eating some fruits that had been prepared by Letta earlier. Letta knew that Desi was looking at her with a questioning look. In a moment, because someone will take these suitcases, maybe hes from that orphanage. I got it from Arabe, so we dont need to bother choosing which orphanage to donate to, Letta said again, making Desi nod her head. Very well, maam, Desi said. A few minutester, an open-backed truck entered the area of Marcosrge house. A man got out of the truck, wearing a hat and a mask covering his face. Excuse me, miss, is this Miss Lettas house? the man asked, making Letta nod her head. Yes, thats right. Are you from the orphanage? Letta asked, making the man nod his head. I was told to pick up some bags to be donated, the man said, making Letta nod her head. Yes, these are the suitcases. You can take them. Im sorry, these are the only things I can donate. Next time, maybe I can donate other things, Letta said, making the man just nod his head. Alright, thank you, miss. Ill take them now, the man said. After that, he immediately loaded the suitcases into his car before leaving past some guards. Letta chose to take Freya back inside. Desi, do you intend to work here forever? Letta asked as they were about to walk to the garden. I dont know, maam. Why are you suddenly asking that? Desi asked. No, I was just asking. You know, your age is just right for marriage. Maybe out there, some of your friends already have children. Dont you want to have a family like that? Letta asked, making Desi silent. I dont know, Ive never thought about it. All Ive been thinking about is how to work well in this house. I seem to be toofortable with my current situation, earning a sry and being able to save it for other needs, and being able to send some to my father, Desi said, making Letta smile. They finally sat in a chair with some snacks on it. Sit here, Letta said, patting the chair, making Desi hesitant. Come on, apany me to talk before Marcoes. Hell probably drag me to apany him again, Letta said again, making Desi finally nod. You know, sometimes we have regrets in the end, and I dont want you to experience that. Maybe for you, youre stillfortable with your current life, but try to look at the outside world out there. Maybe theres a lot you can do and it can also make you help people. Try to get out of thisfort zone and get to know more people around you. Im not saying you should leave this house, but at least take a break for a while, because youve never taken a break from your work, right? Letta said, making Desi silent.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. If I dont work here, sometimes Im confused about what to do. Besides, out there, I dont have a ce to live, Desi said, making Letta silent. Have you been saving all your sry all this time? Letta asked, making Desi nod her head. Yes, Ive been saving it, Desi replied. You can use that money to buy a house. And if you dont upy it, you can rent it out to others, right? Consider it as an investment that you can useter on, Letta said, making Desi silent. For some reason, Desi sometimes liked to think about how her life was outside thisrge house owned by Marco, but to step out of thisfort zone, Desi seemed too reluctant. Are you surprised that I suddenly asked about this? Letta asked as she looked at Desis expression, making Desi nod her head. I just dont want your youth to be spent too long confined in this house. You should feel how liberating it is out there. Dont let you experience what I have, getting a husband who confines you in this house. Although I am happy because now there is Freya by my side, I still dont know anything out there. If without Marco, at least you should be able to stand on your own, so that you can step out of yourfort zone. I know that you are a strong woman who can do anything you want. I just want you not to arrange your life like this, Letta said again, making Desi nod her head. Alright, maam. I will think about it. Thank you for your advice. Because of your advice, for some reason, I have a little courage to do what you say, Desi said, making Letta smile. Yes, and after you really go out and see the outside world, I hope we can meet there. I also want to do whatever I want without having to think about what I have now, Letta said, making Desi nod. Alright, maam. I will think about it. Thank you for your advice. Because of your advice, for some reason, I have a little courage to do what you say, Desi said, making Letta smile. Yes, and after you really go out and see the outside world, I hope we can meet there. I also want to do whatever I want without having to think about what I have now, Letta said, making Desi nod. Oh, do you know if Marco has ever been sick or anything like that? Letta asked again, making Desi silent. I dont think I have ever heard or known that the master has ever been sick or anything, Desi said, making Letta nod her head. That means my husband is really very healthy, right? Yes, he always checks his health regrly. Of course, he has to have a strong body to manage all the business empires he owns. Im proud of him, Letta said with a smile, making Desi smile too. For some reason, the conversation with Letta now left something unfamiliar in her heart. Letta rarely asked about things far ahead, rarely did thedy talk at length about the future they would go through. Although there was no suspicion at all for Desi at this moment, Desi felt that Letta might have epted her fate of forgetting some of her memories without Desi or anyone else knowing the real Letta. Take care of yourself Letta fell silent, looking at Freya who had just finished dressing up. Freya, now 15 months old, seemed to be getting smarter. Every day, she could already say a few simple words, and it made Letta even happier to watch the little princess develop rapidly. However, the next moment, Lettas smile faded as she faced the reality they had to face in the future. Letta bowed her head, looking at her little princess who was now smiling sweetly at her. Im sorry, my dear. This is the best path we have to take. I dont want us to live with people who have deceived us. I also dont want us to live with a very dark past in this house. Maybe, when you grow up, you will say that it was your mothers selfishness, but for me, this is the best way to repay us. He also has to feel the enormity of the loss and the pain that I have been feeling all this time, Letta said as she reached out her hand, gently caressing Freya with affection. Letta then got up from her seat, looking at therge room she had been upying. Until her steps stopped when she saw a picture hanging very neatly. The first one was a picture of her and Marcos wedding. For some reason, Letta always felt the picture was very strange to her. Although at first, Marco said it was their happy day, Lettas intuition was always right because in the picture, it was not happiness that radiated, but rather pressure and a sense of responsibility on her face, her hand holding her stomach where the fetus that should have been hers now Lettta couldnt have. This made Letta put the photo down, turning to the picture where a happy smile radiated on her face as she held Freya, and Marco behind her. However, the next moment, Letta clenched her fists. Letta chose to ce the photo upside down. For some reason, Letta felt that all that happiness was a false happiness that Marco created for himself, and Letta was engulfed in the drama that Marco had created for her. For some reason, just thinking about it made Letta feel suffocated. Suddenly, her eyes became teary, thinking about how the happiness she had considered real was actually just a lie. After all her memories came back, the happiness slowly crumbled, reced by the pain of the past she had faced and experienced in thatrge house. For Marco, it was so easy for him to cover it up with a fortress that divided therge house to ward off his own past. This made Letta smile sadly, until finally, Letta chose to wipe her tears harshly. Letta immediately called for Desi, who was now knocking on the door and walking towards her. Maam, did you call me? Desi asked, making Letta nod her head. Were going to mommys house, Letta said, making Desi furrow her brow. Is that so? But I havent prepared any provisions for Miss Freya and you on the trip, Desi said, making Letta shake her head. No need, mommy herself will send the driver here. I also spoke to Marcost night, and Marco allowed it. You dont need to prepare anything, Letta said, picking up some toys and putting them in the small bag she usually carried. Is the Master okay if you dont go with a guard? Desi asked, as she always knew that Marco always sent at least one guard if Letta wanted to leave the house. No need, mommy will take care of it. Grandpa and grandma seem to miss Freya. Sost night they called, and Marco allowed it. Because we havent gotten a new driver in this house yet, and its tooplicated to ask the guards. So mommy herself decided to pick me up and ensure the safety of me and Freya. You rx, Letta said, making Desi finally nod after being reassured by her great Lady. Will the Madam and Miss stay overnight there? Desi asked, making Letta stop her hand movements. Letta then walked towards Desi and smiled. I dont know, maybe yes or no, depending on howfortable Freya feels. Why would you feel lonely if were not there? Letta asked, making Desi slowly nod her head. Yes, since you and Miss Freya came to this house, for some reason, this house has be more lively. So if one of you is not here, it somehow bes lonely again, Desi said, making Letta fall silent. What would the condition of this house be if she really left it forever, Letta thought, finally hugging Desi, making Desi slightly surprised. Dont worry, cant you liven up this house on your own, and also with other servants? Just consider this house as your own, because Marco is rarely at home as well. You can do anything in this house, Letta said, making Desi shake her head. How could I be that good? Desi said, making Letta chuckle. I was just kidding. What I meant is, if you feel lonely and empty as I said before, try to get some fresh air. Go out there, maybe if you count your leave, you can take it for the next few months. Havent you never taken a break all this time? Letta said, making Desi slightly quiet. Alright, for the future, I think Ill do what you say, maam, Desi said, making Letta nod. Okay, in that case, it seems that the driver mommy sent will be here soon. You can help me with that small bag. I will carry Freya, Letta said, making Desi nod her head. Desi immediately walked to get the small bag. However, for some reason, it felt a little heavy, making Desi think it might be Lettas preparation in case Freya wanted to stay there. Until they descended the stairs, Letta stopped in the middle of the stairs, looking at how vast the house she had been living in was. Youre right, this house would be very empty if Freya and I werent here. Its too spacious, so I suggest you advise your master to downsize the house, Letta said jokingly, making Desi only smile along. Desi was d to see Letta smiling more oftentelypared to the difficult days she had gone through before. Im d, Madam is doing fine, said Desi, resuming her steps to follow Letta. Yes, Im also happy. Finally, I can be alright and breathe easy, Letta said, making Desi nod her head. They then walked straight towards the terrace. If Marco askster, just tell him ] left, Letta said, causing Desi to furrow her brow. However, as Desi was about to respond, suddenly the gate swung wide open, revealing a ck car entering and stopping in front of the terrace. The car has arrived. I have to leave now with Freya, Letta said, making Desi nod as she handed Letta her bag. Desi nced slightly at the car where the driver was seen stepping out wearing sunsses. Enjoy your trip, Madam, because I didnt prepare any provisions for you, Desi said, making Letta shake her head. You dont need to worry about us. You just need to remember my words, and I hope youll always be happy, Letta said with a smile, leaving Desi feeling a little puzzled as she could only nod her head. Take care of yourself, Letta finally said as she immediately entered when the driver opened the door for her. Desi looked straight at the departure of the car, which slowly passed through the gate and disappeared from the view, leaving therge house owned by Marco. However, for some reason, even though Letta had said that she was only visiting Helenas house, the emptiness that now began to envelop Desi made her only clutch her chest. Desi felt something very suffocating within her heart as she watched the car even now disappearing from her sight. Even the atmosphere inside the house was very quiet as Letta and Freya left the house.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. she finally left you? Marco didnt stay still, he immediately moved quickly to contact Pedro and instructed him toe with orders to other guards to immediately search for Lettas whereabouts, as well as Freya to check thest car Letta had been in. Eventually, Pedro came to face Marco, looking very disheveled with his work clothes clinging to his body, even though it was alreadyte at night. Forgive me, I still havent been able to find the car driven by Madam, Pedro said, who had been directly instructed by Marco to move, but faced obstacles, making it slightly difficult for Pedro to trace the car previously recorded by CCTV at Marcos house. Hand over all the guards we have, or if necessary, hire any detective to find Letta and Freyas whereabouts. I dont want to let them stay out there for too long. What if something bad happens to them, suddenly theyre kidnapped, or suddenly they get lost out there, Marco said, trying to think positively, although coldly, Marco could already guess that this was not under someones coercion, but purely because Letta had already nned her departure with several bags that had been sent earlier. But theres good news, Sir. Ive found the pick-up truck that carried the bags previously sent by Madam to the orphanage, Pedro said, making Marco immediately look at him. Then whats the result? Marco asked. It turns out it was a rental car, and after I inquired, it turns out it was rented by a middle-aged man of 50 years. After tracing him, hes just a taxi driver who has no idea his identity was used to rent the car, Pedro said, making Marco rub his face roughly. That means she nned it far enough in advance and very skillfully. Didnt you check the CCTV around the rental ce? Marco asked, making Pedro shake his head. Unfortunately, theres no CCTV around the rental ce. However, outside of our investigation today, I got some facts about Madam, Pedro said, making Marco furrow his brow. Tell me everything, tell me everything youve found out about my wife, Marco said, clenching his fists. When Madam met Miss Arabe at her boutique, I found out that Miss Arabe had previously inquired about Abians identity. After that, Miss Arabe also instructed Abian toe to the boutique on the same day when Madam Letta was there, Pedro exined, leading Marco to grasp the conclusion from his subordinates report. That means Arabe facilitated Letta to meet Abian in her boutique? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Correct, Sir, Pedro replied. Then, what happened next? Marco asked again. And the second promise, when she said Madam was at the hospital. There, Miss Arabe was indeed checking her health, but besides that, they were also looking for a middle-aged woman who had previously harmed Madam Letta. She is Merry, Seans mother, whom we made disappear, and it turns out Madam managed to meet Merry, Pedro said again, making Marco rub his face roughly. So, in conclusion, they already know everything, and her memory has returned? Marco asked, turning his back to Pedro, who now only stood silent. And the next moment, Pedro could only stand without moving at all, as Marco began to rage in front of him. Marco tossed everything on his desk, throwing the crystal ss against the wall behind him. He screamed hysterically upon realizing the fact that Letta likely had regained her memory, and her departure this time was truly to leave him. Q.. quick! Use everything you have to find my wife and my daughter, wherever they are, you have to get them! I dont want to hear that you cant track them down, Marco said breathlessly, making Pedro nod. After that, Pedro left Marcos room, the old man seemed to have truly lost control at this moment. Meanwhile, Desi, who was downstairs, could only tighten her grip. It turns out, their conversation a few days ago in the garden, where it was Lettasst concern for her, made her feel a little choked up. Even though if Letta had disclosed all her ns, Desi was willing to be her servant and voluntarily follow her wherever she went to take care of herself and Freya. However, Letta left her alone in the house, rubbing her face roughly. Desi chose to go back into her room. Somehow, Lettas advice immediately came to Desis mind. Should she really leave the big house and seek her own happiness, Desi wondered, staring at the suitcase she hadnt used in God knows how many years. Meanwhile, in his office, Marco could only sit on the floor, running his hands through his hair in frustration. How could he be so careless, how could he not sense his wifes intention to leave him? Could it be that her recent behavior was because she truly had regained her memory? That meant Letta was fed up with him again, remembering how cruel he used to be to her. Until finally, a name crossed Marcos mind, a name responsible for all of this, causing him to ignore the time. He immediately grabbed his car keys and hurriedly descended the stairs, disregarding the greetings of several guards. He sped off to Arabes residence. Marco didnt care even if Arabe was currently resting because he knew tomorrow was the day Arabe would depart for Paris. Eventually, driving at high speed and parking his car recklessly in front of Arabes house, Marco strode forward, ignoring the shouts of the guards stationed in front of the house. Where is Arabe? Marco demanded. Sorry, Sir. Please calm down, its early morning, the guard said, as Marco brushed his hand away. Let me go! Quickly, get Arabe right now, Marco said, heading straight for the main door and pounding on it with all his might. Arabe,e out! You have to take responsibility for everything youve done! Marco shouted, continuing to loosen the door, ignoring the guards who were starting to look panicked at his behavior. Marco didnt care that his voice would echo everywhere. All he needed was to confront Arabe and question her actions. Finally, Arabe opened therge door, wearing only a sleeping robe that now wrapped her body.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Are you out of your mind? Do you not know what time it is? Youve disturbed my sleep, Arabe said, seemingly unfazed by Marcos actions. He immediately grabbed Arabes wrist, causing her to wince in pain. What have I done? Arabe eximed, prompting the guards around her to attempt to intervene. When Marco shot them a sharp look, they halted. Donte near me if you dont want to be the target of my anger, Marco said, making Arabe nce at the guards and nod her head. Release me first before we talk, B said, finally causing Marco to release her roughly. Tell me whats made you so angry ande here at the crack of dawn like this, Arabe said. Where is Letta? Marco asked, causing Arabe to furrow her brow. What do you mean? Why are you looking for your wife in my house? Arabe said, and the next moment, with a hardened jaw, Marco yelled right in Arabes face. Im asking where youre hiding my wife, what youve done, and nned with her that made her run away from me, Marco said, making Arabe now understand what was happening with him. So, she finally left you? Arabe asked with a t expression and a tone that sounded like mockery in Marcos ears. So, you already knew that Letta was going to leave me, Marco said, making Arabe shrug nonchntly. Who knows, I was just guessing. Judging from everything youve done, if I were Letta, Id do the same. How could I endure a man who had mistreated and lied to me for his own happiness? Let it go. Dont you feel any affection for that woman? Arabe said, making Marco smile wryly. Are you now avenging your heartache because I discarded you? Marco asked, making Arabeugh instead. Come on, I never thought as narrow-minded as you. Im just showing kindness to your wife. And the pitiful one here should be yourself. Do you think youve been giving Letta happiness all this time? Youre gravely mistaken. You should start realizing what your biggest mistake is. Instead of getting angry and telling all the guards to find Letta. What will you do after you find her? Will you drag Letta back home? Do you think that will make Letta like you again and live happily with you? Thats a big mistake. It makes you like the demon who once tormented her, Arabe said, leaving Marco speechless. Somehow, her words reverberated in Marcos ears, leaving him stunned as all the truths and faults pointed back to himself. find them Two yearster. Pedro extended his hand to open Marcos office door. Inside, his boss sat in his oversized chair, gazing out therge window. It seemed that over the past two years, Marcos boss had increasingly engaged in this activity, looking into the distance as if seeing a shattered future. No moreughter echoed, no more softness in a womans voice that could touch his tender heart. Pedro felt concerned about Marcos current life. Marco was no longer the arrogant figure; he appeared like a lonely lion. For these two years, Marco seldom returned to their grand house. Most of his time was spent in the office, resembling a small home, where he tried to forget the sweet memories with his wife and daughter. Up to this point, Marco hadnt heard any news, no matter how small, about them. Pedro then sighed deeply. Sir, Pedro uttered, making Marco mumble without intending to turn and look in his direction. Ive finally located them, Pedro said, making Marco immediately jerk. The news he had been waiting for for two years had finallye to fruition. Marco rose from his seat and walked towards Pedro. You got their whereabouts right, didnt you? Marco asked, making sure. Pedro nodded. He handed Marco a brown envelope. Inside, several photos obtained by Pedro made Marco, with trembling hands, look at the smiles of Letta and a little girl who looked so much like her. Freya, now three years old, became an adorable little girl. The photos showed them at a vineyard. Where are they? Marco asked, making Pedro hand him a piece of paper with Letta and Freyas address. Turns out, she really ran too far away from me, to the point where I couldnt reach her, Marco said while looking at the address. Prepare my departure, Marco said without hesitation. However, Pedro didnt move from his ce, making Marco feel that something hadnt been fully reported. What? Is there something else you havent told me? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. The detective looking for news about Mrs. And Miss Letta was caught by a man suspected to be close to them, Pedro said, causing Marco to clench his fists tightly. What do you mean by a man close to them? Marco asked. It turns out to be Abian who lived with them, Pedro said, making Marco unable to ept this reality. Did his wife escape from him because her memories had returned and she chose to return with Abian? Have you confirmed it? Do they live in the same house? Marco asked. Pedro remained silent. We havent been able to confirm if they live together, but they reside in the same ce. However, when my informant tried to investigate further, he was caught by Abian, who warned not to disturb them anymore. Until you find out, theres a good chance theyll have to find a new ce again. Mrs. And Miss Freya were very happy living there, and Abian said not to disturb them, Pedro said. Marcos face changed instantly. Would knowing this only destroy their current happiness, Marco wondered.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. So, what should I do? Marco asked with a desperate tone, making Pedro uneasy about delivering all this news to his boss. But Pedro had no other choice but to say it. Should I pretend not to know their whereabouts and continue suffering like this without hearing any exnation from Letta? Marco asked, leaving Pedro silent. Forgive me, sir. Im just conveying the message given by that man. I dont care. For two years, Ive endured enough of this pain, and I want to know directly if Letta truly doesnt want to see me again. I might even disappear, not just in front of her. Maybe shell never hear my name again. So, prepare my departure now, Marco said, determined to find out if Letta was really avoiding him just because he wanted to meet his little daughter. Pedro had no other choice but to follow his bosss every word and prepare their departure to where Letta and Freya were. After Pedro left, Marco stared at the photos, longing for Letta and their child. For 2 years, Marco couldnt forget them. Despite trying to leave the memory-filled grand house and moving to an empty workspace, their memories were too strong. The warmth in those memories made him reluctant to let go. Knowing Lettas whereabouts, Marco refused to listen to the threats of the man daring to take away his happiness. Even if Letta would forbid him to return, Marco was willing to disappear from her life, as long as he could bring happiness to Letta. For me, the most important thing is how to dispel the pain Ive been carrying all this time. I can release all the pain Ive been holding onto, Marco said to the photos in front of him. Pedro returned and stated that everything was ready; this was the opportunity to meet his wife. Regardless of Lettas reaction, Marcos desire was to release all his suffering by seeing Letta and Freya in front of him directly. Do you still love him? Letta gazed at her young daughter, who was now running around the grapevines on both sides. Freya, be careful while running, you might fall, Letta eximed as she saw her daughter chasing a butterfly that seemed to elude her, causing Letta to only tug at the corner of her lips. I wont, Mom. Freya is strong, Freya replied in a slightly annoyed tone, making Letta shake her head. If you keep running like that, you might trip over a stone, Letta said again, not hearing a response from Freya, who was once again focused on the butterfly, now perched on a leaf. Letta then looked towards the ripe grapes, but her movement stopped as Abian approached her. It seems this harvest will be bountiful, Abian said, prompting Letta to nod. Thanks to your help. If I hadnt learned from past mistakes, this harvest wouldnt be as plentiful, Letta said, making Abian smile. Thats because I didnt want to see Mother Freya look sad during the harvest season, Abian said with a smile. Letta then continued her movement, cutting each ripe grape one by one, while Abian just looked at the woman beside him. Abian had now returned to his life with Letta, but of course, it felt very different from the past life he had lived. Even though Letta was close to him now, it seemed she remained untouched, even making it difficult for him to touch her heart, when there was another man who might still upy the heart of the woman he admired. Why are you looking at me like that? Letta asked, interrupting Abians thoughts, who now just smiled. Do you want to say something? Letta asked again, making Abian remember the moment he caught someone secretly taking photos of Letta and Freya from a distance, and of course, Abian could guess who that person was, which must have been Marcos henchman. Although Abian was confident that the ce he had chosen for their residence would never be essible to Marcos surveince, somehow, with the connections Marco had built over 2 years, he was able to find them. Although Abian had issued a warning through the spy, he wasnt sure if Marco wouldply, until Abian looked back at Letta. May I ask? Abian asked, causing Letta to look at him for a moment before nodding. Yes, go ahead, Letta replied. Do you still love him? Abian asked, instantly changing Lettas facial expression and halting her movement. For a moment, Letta remained silent, but the next second, she was able to regain herposure. Letta smiled as she continued picking the grapes in front of her. I feel like I no longer identify with that statement, Letta casually replied, leaving Abian silent. Despite Lettas best efforts to control her expression, from the look in her eyes, she couldnt deceive herself. What if he suddenlyes and finds you? Abian asked again. I will push him away. Very easy, isnt it? Although hes very stubborn, if I ask forpassion for the sake of his own daughters happiness, I believe he still has some mercy to give us, Letta said. But for some reason, Abian wasnt sure that Marco wouldply so easily. Why dont you try to resolve it with him first? Abian asked again, because as far as Abian knew, Letta and Freya had left the house without meeting Marco, without saying a word, without resolving the issues between them. Two years ago, when Lettaid out all her ns, Abian was initially hesitant. However, in order to re-enter their lives, Abian followed all the wishes to find a ce far from Marco. In the end, Abian joined them. Although Letta had distanced herself from him a little bit, Abian was still around them. Theres nothing left for us to settle. There are too many cracks between us that need to be fixed. Im too tired to fix them. I just want to live happily with Freya, Letta said again, making Abian understand her feelings. What about Freya herself? She still asks about her father, right? She must ask about the man who should be there between you, Abian said, making Letta immediately look at Freya, who was still ying with her beloved butterfly in the garden. For now, Freya is content with just me. She doesnt ask too much about the man youre referring to, and I will try hard to be both for Freya, Letta said again. But it wont be the same as Freya continues to grow. She will know what kind of father figure she should have known, Abian said again, finally making Letta look at Abian. Its my concern. I will bear itter if Freya does ask about her father. For now, I just want to enjoy my time with Freya. I just want to let go of the suffocation that has been weighing on my heart. I dont want toplicate things by thinking about what Freya might not even ask me, Letta said, leaving Abian silent. Of course, Abian knew he had been too forward, but he just wanted to make sure of something with her. Are you still unable to ept me entering your life? Abian asked, leaving Letta speechless. Of course, Letta had not heard just once that Abian wanted to return to her life, but Letta was still not ready. The separation from Marco had left a deep wound, making Letta somewhatcking in confidence to build amitment with someone new in her life. Although Abian wasnt apletely new figure because he was part of her past, for Letta, it would always be difficult to start anew. You still have a new life that you can find with greater happiness than you have to stay here and take care of me and Freya, Letta said, leaving Abian silent. Of course, Abian had heard that phrase more than once or twice. It was the rejection Letta had given, in her own way. Thats why, for these 2 years, Abian had to content himself with being among them, even though he wasnt someone who could enter Lettas heart. Yes, I know, and I can already guess, and with your answer like that, it indicates that you still cant forget him. Its too difficult to erase someone who meant so much to our lives, isnt it? I just want you not to hurt yourself too much and not to lie to yourself, not just for the sake of Freya. I just dont want you to suppress your feelings, to grieve over your life as it is now, Abian said, making Letta look at him with a displeased expression. You dont need to judge how I feel right now. For me, just living with Freya and seeing her smile like that is happiness for me. I dont think too much about my own feelings and my past. I think about her happiness and me, who I need to protect right now. And please dont talk about things like this, Letta said, seemingly making Abian fall silent and sigh. Im sorry, I just got carried away. Im just afraid, Abian said again, making Letta fall silent. And that fear seems to be more real when I found someone secretly taking pictures of you, Abian said, immediately seeing Lettas shocked expression. Yes, your guess is right. It seems Marco has already found out about our whereabouts. Maybe by now, hes rushing to meet us here, and I dont know what steps youll take next. You must know very well what kind of person your husband is, especially since you left him without a word or without showing your daughter. I just dont want you to be too surprised, maybe if hees to us, but dont worry, Ive already given a warning to his henchman. Although Im not sure if he will heed my threat, Abian said, making Letta think the same. Understanding Marco is extremely difficult, Letta thought.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Where could she be? Letta chose to end her debate with Abian, as she was too tired to think about everything rted to Marco at the moment. Somehow, when she had to remember all the memories with Marco, there was something that felt suffocating in her heart. Letta fell silent as Abian left. Of course, Letta was very grateful for the help Abian had given her. Since leaving Marco, Abian had always been by her side, finding a ce to live, helping with the business that now helped manage her vineyard, and staying in the same ce, just to protect her and Freya. But for some reason, even though she and Abian had almost had a beautiful past, Letta still questioned why epting him back felt so difficult. Letta questioned this to herself. Was Abian right in saying that she didnt dare to forget Marco in her life? Yet, with all her heart, Letta insisted that Marco was a problem that she needed to forget in her life. Eventually, Letta chose to let out a long breath. It was enough for today to think about that person. This made Letta look to her side, where just a few minutes ago she had seen her little daughter gazing at a butterfly. But now, Letta couldnt even see her little daughter, making her slightly startled as she straightened her body. Freya, where are you? Letta called out, looking left and right, bending slightly to search for her little daughter, but there was still no sign of where Freya was, prompting Letta to quickly run through the grapevines. Freya, are you listening, honey? Where are you? Letta shouted again, until her cry caught Abians attention, who was in another row of nts. Did you see Freya? Wasnt she with us earlier? Letta asked again, making Abian immediately look around, but there was no trace of Freya. Stay calm, dont panic. She must be around here chasing butterflies. Lets look for her again. You go that way, Ill search this way, Abian said, causing Letta to nod. They ran, calling out Freyas name, but there was still no response from the little girl, making Letta increasingly panicked. Letta then stopped in her tracks. Could she be in the straw? Letta muttered, as Freya had been difficult to find before. It turned out she was ying in the straw, near a cherry tree, burying her little feet. Letta turned around and ran towards the cherry tree not far from her vineyard. However, Lettas steps halted when she didnt see Freya among the piles of straw. Freya, are you listening, sweetheart? Letta called out again, hoping she was nearby and just hiding, but only a gentle breeze answered Lettas shout, making her start to panic a little. Usually, this was the only ce Freya would visit when she was hard to find. Eventually, Letta turned back to her grapevine. So, did you find her? Letta asked, making Abian shake his head. Where could she be? Letta muttered. Perhaps she went to the main road near the grasnd? Abian said again, catching Lettas attention. A few days ago, when she went with Abian and Freya, they pointed to the flock of sheep in the grasnd. It was quite a distance for Freya to cover, and the grasnd required crossing the main road. Although the road wasnt as busy as city streets, Letta still felt worried if Freya reached that road. Letta and Abian turned back to that spot, hoping their thoughts were wrong, as their little daughter was very clever and easily remembered anything around her, including the ces she visited. Lettas fear was that if Freya did go to the main road and cross it. They increased their pace,Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. But a few meters before they reached the road, Letta saw her little daughter intent on approaching the flock of sheep that she had seen from the car a few days ago. Honey, stop right there, Letta shouted, still running without heeding her caH, continuing to follow a butterfly flying in front of her. Quick, catch her, Letta told Abian, knowing well that her own running speed wouldnt be enough to stop her little daughter. Freya, listen to Mom, stop there, Letta shouted again, but the next second, like a loud horn across the street, Letta and Abian stopped in their tracks. Arge box truck speeding towards Freya was approaching. If the truck braked at that distance, it would be difficult to avoid Freya. Abian immediately ran after Freya, while Letta, her legs already feeling weak, watched the approaching truck, seemingly still getting closer to Freya, even though the driver seemed to be slowing down. No, Freya, Letta shouted, seeing her little daughter being grabbed by someone. Abian was also stunned, seeing two people now rolling on the asphalt, with Freyas loud screams and cries, making Letta feel like her heart was about to break. Letta and Abian immediately rushed towards Freya, who was now crying in someones embrace, as was the panicked truck driver. Your child suddenly ran, it was very dangerous, the driver said, making Abian re angrily at him. Stop ming this child, Abian said. Letta was truly shocked when someone who was now holding her daughter tightly was the face she had avoided for so long. A few moments ago, Marco kept pursing his lips as he looked at the pictures in his hands. He would soon meet his wife and daughter. Although he might face bitter realities, Marco would ept them. At this moment, Marco was where Letta and Freya were. He had entrusted everything to Pedro, and he was driving alone to the address Pedro had given him earlier. It turned out that his wife really lived in such a remote ce, where there were only grasnds, grazing cows, and vineyards that dominated the area. The cool and peaceful weather seemed to be the purpose of her departure from the house that she had considered a gilded cage. I should have known your desires earlier and not confined you to that big house, Marco muttered, asionally looking at the road ahead. You should have told me, because I would have followed if you wanted to live in a ce like this. Im willing to leave behind anything I have, just to live with you and Freya. And foolishly, I didnt realize your desire, Marco said, truly speaking his mind. Even anything he currently possessed meant nothing without Letta by his side. Marcos thoughts stopped when he saw something ahead, causing him to stop the car immediately. He saw a little child running, even in the direction of an oingrge truck, prompting Marco to get out of the car to ensure the safety of the child without fear. She was chasing a butterfly right in front of her. But what surprised Marco even more was when he heard someone shouting the girls name from behind, at a considerable distance. Marco didnt mishear that it was his wifes voice, the voice he had longed for. But that wasnt the point; it was when Letta called Freyas name to stop that Marco realized the situation. When his agile little daughter kept running to cross the road, and there was arge vehicle on the other side, Marco quickly ran. Compared to the distance Letta and Abian were chasing Freya, he was closer and could surely prevent any harm from befalling his daughter. Without thinking twice, Marco ran across the road. Marco didnt care about what would happen to him. He was even ready to sacrifice his life if Letta wished it, to save their daughter. Of course, it was a good idea to end his life, thought Marco, as he hugged the little body that was screaming and crying in his arms. When the front of therge vehicle touched his shoulder, he was thrown back and rolled on the asphalt, feeling the pain in his hands and his throbbing head. But that wasnt the point. He felt the pain as if defeated when he saw his little daughters face in front of him. Marco could see, even though she looked scared and was crying, it was as if she was looking at his own face, making Marco smile, until his vision began to blur, with Lettas shouts growing closer. don’t go Letta is currently apanying Freya, who is being treated by a nurse. Freya winced slightly, gazing in her mothers direction. Freya, the nurse is treating your wound right now. After this, youll get better, said Letta, who was now with her daughter ina small hospital in the small town. Freya, who could only cry softly, nodded her head after the nurse finished bandaging the wounds on her knees and elbows, causing Freya to look up at Letta. What about Uncle earlier? Freya asked with a whimper, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment, making Freya gaze at her mother. Will Uncle die? Freya asked again, making Letta smile and shake her head. No, Uncle wont die. Hes just injured and resting now, said Letta, making Freya nod her head. Uncle saved Freya, right? Freya asked again, making Letta nod. That means Freya has to thank him. Can Freya meet Uncle? Freya asked again, making Letta reach out, wiping the tears from her little daughters cheeks. Youll meet him after Uncle recovers. For now, its better for us to go home and rest, because Im sure youre tired too, arent you? Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Letta then smiled at the nurse before leaving the room. There was Rose waiting, looking worriedly at Freya. Is she okay? Rose asked Letta, who nodded. Then, she bent down to look at her little daughter. Tonight, youll go home with Rose, okay? Letta said, making Freya furrow her brow. What about Mom? Freya asked. I have to take care of Uncle. Isnt he still injured? He doesnt have any family here, so it has to be me who handles all his affairs, Letta said, causing Freya to immediately grip her mothers hand. Then, Freya will stay here with Mom. Besides, Freya also wants to take care of Uncle Hero, Freya said, making Letta furrow her brow. Uncle Hero? Letta asked, making Freya nod her head. Yes, thats what we call Uncle, because he saved Freya. Because of Freya, Uncle got injured a lot and now needs a lot of rest, Freya said, making Letta smile. No need for that. When Uncle wakes up, Mom will allow you to meet him. So, its better to go home with Rose now and rest. I promise toe home right away after all the business here is settled, Letta said, making Freya fall silent for a moment before nodding her head. Okay, then, Freya replied, making Letta straighten up, looking at Rose. Can I leave Freya with you? I have some things to take care of here, Letta said, making Rose, who was Lettas close neighbor, nod her head. Rose was a single woman five years older than Letta. She was kind and very fond of Freya. When Letta had to send grapes or had other business, it was Rose who always looked after Freya. For that reason, Letta trusted Rose to take care of her little daughter. Of course, Freya will be with me. You just take care of whatever is here calmly, Rose said, making Letta nod her head. Thank you, replied Letta, before Rose took Freya home. Meanwhile, Letta walked down another hallway where Marco was being treated. There, Letta saw Abian, who was keeping watch in the waiting room. How is he doing? Letta asked, making Abian straighten up, gazing towards the window that showed Marco still with his eyes closed. Hes still unconscious, Abian answered, making Letta look at the man who she never even thought would be in front of her ina condition like this.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. What about his injuries? Letta asked again. He needs some stitches on his hand and temple, and also some wounds on his legs and other parts. But the doctor said there are no internal or serious injuries suffered by Marco, exined Abian, making Letta nod her head. Thank goodness for that, Letta said, making them fall silent. Letta continued to watch Marco, while Abian continued to watch the woman who for some reason looked very anxious right now. You can go in to see him, Abian said, making Letta turn to him. No need, I just need to make sure hes okay and take care of everything in this hospital, Letta said, making Abian shake his head. Yes, thats what you think. But not for him, Abian said, making Letta fall silent. Letta also knew that even though she Was avoiding it today, once he regained consciousness, Marco would definitely meet her and do what he wanted right now. But Letta fell silent. Besides, hes still unconscious, right? Im sure you want to make sure up close, Abian said, then turned and left Letta alone, who was still staring at Marco through the ss wall separating his room. Letta was truly shocked, not only because she almost lost her daughter, but also because Marco suddenly came and saved their daughter. After a few minutes of watching him from afar, Letta began to exhale deeply. Letta began to reach out and open Marcos room door. After that, she walked slowly and stopped right beside Marcos bed. Somehow, for 2 years, not even hearing any news, it turned out that Marco was still the same. Only his hair looked longer, his jawline more prominent. Otherwise, he was still the Marco she had left. And finally, you found us, Letta said after a moment of silence. Letta didnt know how to act. Letta didnt know what she was feeling right now, whether she was still surprised or felt something that was currently weighing heavily on her heart. Whether it was because Marco found her or the overwhelming longing she felt right now, Letta could only grip her chest tightly. Letta didnt know if Marco was aware that the little girl he saved was his daughter. Thats why she didnt hesitate to lunge at the fast-moving car that was blocking his body. Letta also didnt know if Marco saw her running towards him when the blood was already aging around the hard asphalt. What Letta saw was when Marco closed his eyes and hugged Freya, who was crying in his embrace. Letta then reached out her hand, intending to pull back the strands of hair covering Marcos face, but Letta refrained. It seemed that she would never be able to do what she really wanted. Letta then shook her head again. Although Letta realized that she was currently feeling an overwhelming longing for the man who was still her husband, she didnt want to ruin her efforts over the past two years to avoid him. Until finally, Lettas intention to turn away as she said. She just needed to make sure that Marco was okay and take care of all the hospital affairs. After that, Letta would truly disappear again. But all of that stopped when she felt a hand now gripping her wrist, making Lettas heart beat fast. Of course, Letta knew who had stopped her this time. The hand that felt like it was gripping her wrist as if trying to hold back the life that made Letta close her eyes. Letta didnt want it all to happen again, so she tried to push the hand away. But it felt like it was holding her even tighter. I beg you, dont go, the weak words now sounded in Lettas ears. The voice sounded heavy and powerless, as if pleading with her, pleading for her presence, making Letta fall silent. She didnt dare to turn around to see how those eyes would look at her, to receive the expression he would give. Letta didnt know what to do when facing the man who was now looking at her small back. my biggest sin Marco gazed at the small back that now seemed to turn back, wanting to leave him again, but Marco didnt want that to happen. This time, Marco would do anything to make Letta stay by his side. I beg you, dont go. Dont leave me, said Marco, still making Letta silent. Let go, said Letta. It was only that word that was uttered for the first time after their separation for 2 years, making Marco more convinced that Letta really didnt want him in their lives. The doctor said youre fine. You only have external injuries, and tomorrow I can be discharged from the hospital. You can contact your family or Pedro directly, Letta said without looking at Marco, making Marco finally release his grip. Is your hatred for me so great that you dont want to look at me, dont want to ask if Im okay, dont ask about my life while you all left me? Marco said, making Letta fall silent and only clench her fists. Im going to go, Letta said, about to step forward. But once again, Marco spoke up. Apparently, Freya has grown so much, Marco said again, making Letta fall silent once more. I really dont know what it would be like if something bad happened to her. I havent even seen how our daughter has grown all this time, Marco said, because that was truly how he felt. How he saw Freya from a distance running to cross the road with the dangers ahead. Thank you for that, Letta said, making Marco just smile mockingly to himself. What are you thanking me for? Its my duty because shes my daughter. No matter how big the danger that would pounce on her, I will be ready to stand in front to protect her. Im not a man who suddenly appeared in your life, am I? Marco said again, making Letta finally turn to look at Marco, and for the first time in these 2 years, Marco could clearly see how her face hadnt changed at all. Have you been living well all this time, are you happy? Marco asked, making Letta fall silent while thinning her lips. What do you wanting here? Letta asked, who had been ignoring all of Marcos words. Should I answer that? I think you already know my purpose foring here. Apparently, all this time youve been hiding so well that it was very difficult for me to find you, Marco said, making Letta exhale roughly. Do you want to destroy my life again with Freya? Isnt it enough to just let us live freely like this? Letta said, making Marco fall silent for a moment, seeing how Lettas expression was now looking at him. Of course, in her eyes, there was a flicker of anger, disappointment, and maybe even some hatred that Letta was now giving him. You didnt even say a word when you left me and took Freya. How I struggled to find you all this time, how I felt like a crazy person ignoring my own life. You really have destroyed my entire life all this time, Marco said, still feeling how the happiness he had had was shattered because of losing Letta, and also Freya, from his side. Then what did you do? Letta asked again, making Marco fall silent for a moment. What did you do before my memory came back? Didnt you do more than that? You tormented me, you hurt me mercilessly, and you med me for the loss of the fetus I was carrying. Then why afterwards did you beg me not to leave? Was that just because of your guilt all this time? Letta asked, making Marco shake his head. No, of course not. That was indeed my biggest sin that I did to you, but I swear what I feel for you is sincerity. At that time, I was truly enveloped by the loss of a baby who should have been between us at the beginning of our marriage, forgetting the love that began to grow in my heart at that time, Marco said, making Lettaugh, and it sounded like a mockingughter to Marco. Stop all your nonsense. Do you think Ill believe everything with what youve done to me? You even lied to me about everything, suppressed all my memories from returning, because you didnt want all your wickedness to be exposed, right, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Then this way you punished me for these 2 years, and I can say that your punishment was sessful, youve made me shattered, Marco said, gazing into his husbands eyes. Well, thats good then, and I hope from now on you will continue to feel the torment and punishment. Never show yourself again in front of me and Freya, Letta said. However, as Letta was about to continue her words, Marco immediately rebuked her. What about your feelings for me? Didnt you also love me? If you punished me, that means you also felt the pain that I have felt all this time, being apart from the person we love, holding back the overwhelming longing that we had to bury. Didnt you also hurt yourself, Marco said, making Letta fall silent for a moment before shaking her head.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. Youre wrong. All the love I felt all this time, it all vanished with all the past that you etched into me. For me, my feelings are not important considering how utterly shattered I am without an ounce of mercy from you, Letta said, making Marco smile as if not believing all of her words. Youre lying to yourself, and I know it, Marco said, making Letta deny it once again. You dont need to believe me or anything. Whats clear is that I dont want you to be present in my life again, or Freyas. I have erased everything about you from my memory, just as you tried to erase all of my past, Letta said, making Marco try to straighten his body with a little difficulty, even wincing slightly as he felt his chest ache from the impact with the hard asphalt, making Letta flinch slightly to get closer, but Letta held him back firmly. Now Marco was sitting on the edge of the bed. Donte closer, you have to stay where you are, Letta said, making Marco only smile thinly. Why are you worried about all my injuries? Marco said. I just dont want Freya to feel guilty towards the man who saved her, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. It indicated that Letta did not mention that he was the biological father of their daughter. Where is our daughter? Marco asked. Dont ask about her, and never show yourself in front of Freya, Letta reiterated, emphasizing that she really didnt mention him in her little daughters life. I have the right to meet our daughter and introduce myself as her father. No matter how much you hate me because I have hurt you, even hurt our own daughter, and you will regret itter, Letta, Marco said. I would regret even more if I introduced a father like you. What if Freya finds out that her father has shattered her mothers life? Are you willing to endure her hatred again, apart from mine? Letta asked, leaving Marco speechless. What Letta said did not rule out the possibility of it happening if Freya found outter how cruel he had been to her mother. So dont even try to approach her or tell her that you are her father, Letta said. After that, Letta turned around and left Marco, making Marco clench his fists. Marco forcibly removed the intravenous drip still attached to his hand, just to chase Letta with the little strength he had left and the pain attacking his head. Marco continued to chase Letta, who was now running as hard as she could to get away from him. Marco even ignored several shouts from the nurse who tried to stop him, but what Marco wanted now was to regain the life that brought back his happiness. Marco didnt want to lose Letta for the umpteenth time and let her slip away from his side again. Marco widened his eyes as Letta left the hospital, especially in the pouring rain outside, at night, making Marco want Letta even more. Marco didnt want to lose Letta and let her go from his side again. Marco hugged Letta from behind, causing Lettas steps to stop. Marco held her tightly, as if not wanting Letta to go away from him. Please dont go, leave me. I need you and Freya, Marco said, making Letta fall silent for a moment, feeling Marcos heart beating rapidly. Therge hand that now encircled her body seemed to remind Letta for thest time, because Letta was truly going to let go of the man who still filled her heart. But Letta didnt want the love she felt to leave a piercing pain in her heart. I cant do it. Weve ended and theres nothing left for us to fix. Just consider me like this heavy rain thates to you, and afterwards it will just disappear, leaving behind a chilling feeling that pierces your body. Consider me like that and never meet me again, Letta said, ending her words with bitterness for Marco. accept me back into your life Letta then hurriedly walked out of the hospital after having finished whatever business would bring her back to meet Marco, and seeing Letta in a hurry finally made Abian approach. Have you seen him? Abian asked, making Letta fall silent. Abian could see how her eyes were reddened, whether from holding back tears or perhaps because she had shed them earlier. But Abian seemed reluctant to ask. Can we go back now? Letta whispered, her voice sounding strained. Letta seemed to force her voice out, making Abian finally nod. They then walked towards the van that Abian was driving. Even on the way, not a single word was spoken by Letta. She just stared out the window, passing through the darkened ntations, passing through the road that had previously been the ce where Marco and Freya were injured. Letta then immediately got out of the car when they were right in front of the simple house that she had lived in for the past 2 years. Thank you, I have troubled you, Letta said, making Abian try to reach out his hand. Ive been trying to hold back since earlier, I tried not to say anything because I was afraid you would get hurt, Abian said, making Letta look at the man who had once stopped by her heart. I know what you did was something you believed was right. You didnt want to live in suffering with Marco again, did you? Abian said, making Letta fall silent. But I also cant stand the lies youre covering up, Abian continued, making Letta finally pull Abians hand away from her face. Im tired. If youre just going to talk about Marco, I dont think I need to listen, Letta replied, making Abian shake his head. I just cant bear to see you pretend all this time, even though deep down Im d you chose to stay away from that man. But still, I dont want to see you live like this, Abian said, making Letta finally just turn her face away, trying to hold back her tears from falling again. How am I living, havent you seen that Ive been living happily with Freya? Letta replied, making Abian shake his head. No, thats not the happiness you want, really. Sometimes you do look happy just by seeing Freya smile, but deep down, youre really fragile. You seem to be carrying a heavy burden on your own, Abian said, making Letta fall silent. Letta could feel the wind hitting her face, feeling cold, making her eyes seem unable to hold back the tears anymore. Letta finally turned her back on Abian as the tears fell, wiping them away roughly. Even though you think this is the best decision, dont you want to see Freya meet her father? Abian asked, making Letta finally turn back and look at Abian with an angry gaze. Ive already said, Freya only needs me. She doesnt need a father or anything in her life, just me alone. I will make her happier than anyone else, Letta said, making Abian know that Letta would definitely answer like that, making Abian finally reach out his hand, gently holding Lettas shoulder. In that case, ept me back into your life, ept me to be a part of your small family with Freya, make me the man you can rely on, Abian said, making Letta blink her eyes. Abian certainly had his reasons for the past 2 years why he stayed by Letta and Freyas side, even though Letta seemed to push him away slowly, even though sometimes she seemed to lean on him. But that wasnt entirely true, as if she didnt ept him or open up a little hope for him, and Abian knew very well the biggest reason Letta did that. Cant you do it, can you? Cant you ept me back? Abian asked, which once again only made Letta silent. Letta didnt know how to answer him, but right now she could only remain silent, bowing her head. Im tired, let me rest, Letta said without lifting her face. Im tired of going through all of this, Im only holding on because Freya is by my side. I really feel hurt and I dont- Lettas voice trembled, making Abian finally just pull Letta into his embrace. And that was when Letta truly shed all her tears. Somehow, the pain that she had been trying to heal was scratched quite deeply again. Seeing Marco in front of her, the wound seemed to make her feel even more powerless. The dried-up wound was now torn open deeply, making Letta seem unable to hold it back any longer. For that, I want you to be honest with yourself. Its been enough punishing or whatever you call it. You also cant keep pushing him away, can you? I know your feelings, even though behind all of that, his mistakes cant be easily forgiven, but you are also torturing yourself and indirectly you are torturing your only daughter, Abian continued, making Letta only able to sob. Of course, seeing her, he was also thinking the same thing. How selfish she was, how cruel she was to Marco from Freya. She only put forward her selfishness and the reasons about Marcos mistakes to keep them apart.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. Then, what should I do? I still cant forgive him, Letta said, making Abian stroke her small back, which felt truly fragile. You can start to open your heart again. Let Marco see his daughter, let Marco break through all the mistakes he has made to you and Freya. Let him do anything as a gesture that will make you happy. I also dont know why I can be this good of a person. I should, in this opportunity, fight even more to win your heart. But seeing how you cant even smile genuinely, it hurts me, Abian said, making Letta look up at the man who truly loved her. Letta also didnt know why she couldnt ept Abian back. Was it because her heart was truly locked for Marco? Yet, in the past, Letta truly couldnt let go of Abian just like that, letting go of the kind man who had always apanied her in life. Finally, their conversation stopped when the door opened, revealing Freya looking at them with a questioning gaze. Mommy, are you crying? Freya asked in her small voice, making Letta immediately wipe her tears roughly. Sweetie, youre not asleep yet? Letta asked, bending down, looking at Freya who was still looking at her with that questioning gaze. I cant sleep before Mommyes, I want to know how Uncle is doing? Freya asked, making Letta look at Abian, who was now nodding his head, as if confident that Letta would do the best for them, making the right decision. Uncle is doing fine, he just needs to be taken care of and hell get better, Letta exined, making Freya immediately look at her with sparkling eyes. Really? So can I meet him tomorrow? Freya asked, making Letta unsure of how to answer. The next moment, Letta shook her head. Not yet, dear. Uncle is still not ready for us to meet him, he needs to rest to get well quickly. But earlier I heard Uncle promise that he will meet us when hes recovered, so we just have to wait, okay? Letta said, making Freya immediately put on a sad face. Really? What if he suddenly goes away? Doesnt he live here? Its my first time seeing him, Freya said, making Letta only able to smile reassuringly while stroking her daughters face. Dont worry, didnt Uncle help you earlier? He must also want to meet you, right? He also wants to know the condition of Mommys little princess, Letta said, finally making Freya nod her head. Letta then immediately took Freya into herp while looking at Abian. Thank you for tonight, I apologize once again, Letta said, making Abian smile. After that, he turned to Freya. Hi Princess, hows your wound? Does it hurt? Abian asked, making Freya shake her head. No, uncle, Im strong. I just need to rest and Mommy said I will get better soon, Freya said, making Abian nod. Okay, then you both rest. I also have to go home. And remember, dont find it hard to take your medicine. Okay, dont make your mother worried, Abian said, making Freya nod before he went back to his own house, not far from Lettas house. Letta and Freya chose to go inside their house, where Rose was seen lying tiredly on the sofa. Look, weve troubled Rose. Tomorrow well make cookies for her, okay, Letta said, making Freya nod. Well make some for Uncle at the hospital too, right, Mom? Freya asked, making Letta fall silent for a moment before nodding her head. Well make a lot of cookies and share them with others. Do you agree? Letta said, making Freya cheer before they walked towards Freyas room. For now, let everything flow like this first, Letta thought, who would think about what she should do next. Right now, Letta would just focus on Freya and her curiosity. Marco was slowly falling apart. Pedro immediately went to one of the Small hospitals in the small town, mostly surrounded by ntations, after Marco had called him earlier, saying that he needed something. Pedro didnt sit idly by and immediately prepared everything. Pedro hurried to a small room after asking one of the nurses where Marco was. Pedro stopped in his tracks when he saw Marco, who was silent, staring towards a small window that pierced the garden with the sunlight shining through. Sir, Pedro said, making Marco not budge an inch. I have brought everything you asked for, and earlier when I was about to finish all the business at the hospital, the hospital staff said everything was already taken care of, Pedro said, finally making Marco turn to look at him. That must have been Letta, Marco said, making Pedro fall silent for a moment. Does that mean you have met the Lady? Pedro asked, making Marco nod. Marco then walked towards the side of the bed, then reached out his hand and took a worn-out red ribbon. Yes, I met her and also my daughter. I dont know what to do now. I really want to hold them tight in my arms, but Im afraid, Marco said, pausing for a moment, making Pedro notice the frustrated expression on his masters face. At this point, Marco already knew of their whereabouts. If it were the old Marco, he would surely have brought Letta and Freya back into his grip. But now, Marco seemed too cautious. Im afraid that the more I hold onto them, the more they will be afraid toe near me, but I also dont want to let them go. So, what should J] do? Marco asked, looking at Pedro with a helpless gaze. Should we meet them? The Lady couldnt possibly drive us away in front of the young Miss, could she? Pedro said, making Marco fall silent for a moment.N?velDrama.Org content rights. What if Freya doesnt want to meet me either? What if she doesnt want to have A father like me? Marco said again, as if there was only something frightening that would happen to him. Marco seemed unable to ept it, and Pedro didnt know what decision to make. Even when his master seemed confused, Pedro didnt want the answer to make Marcos life worse. Do you think God will really not give me another chance to be happy? Should I really bear all this punishment alone? Marco said again, making Pedro finally walk closer. I apologize, Sir. Iam not bold, but you deserve to be happy. Havent you epted the punishment you received so far? At least you can try to reach out your hand again and regain them. I believe happiness still gives you a chance, and that was the only sentence Pedro could give to his master. Pedro seemed unable to see how Marco was slowly falling apart. Is that what I should do? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Marco fell silent for a moment, before Pedro chose to wait for Marco outside, giving him time to think. Until Marco could see the sun starting to set again, making the twilight sky look so beautiful. It was then that the smile of Letta appeared in his mind, making Marco feel as if he was strengthening his heart that he could regain happiness with them. Marco took off the patients clothes that were still clinging to his body, put on the clothes that Pedro had prepared earlier, and then left. We will meet them. I will ept whatever consequences I may face, but I want to try, Marco said, making Pedro nod his head. Of course, seeing that his master had even a glimmer of hope like this made Pedro feel that it was enough for his master to ept his punishment. They then got into the car and headed to the address where Lettas house was, not too far away, so they arrived in just a few minutes. Is this the ntation? Marco asked, making Pedro nod. Yes, for the past few years, the Lady has struggled so hard to build this business. Although its still not too big, it seems enough to meet their needs so far, Pedro exined, making Marco nod. He felt more and more like a useless man who had abandoned his wife and child. Upon arrival, Marco didnt immediately get out. He paused for a moment, observing the simple house, before trying to gather his courage. Marco got out of the car, with Pedro waiting for him inside. Marco walked towards the yard that didnt even have a fence. The simple yet sturdy wooden door made Marco feel as if his courage would crumble as soon as he saw Lettas unfriendly face. But he pushed all that aside because all Marco wanted was to regain happiness with them. Eventually, Marco gathered his courage and knocked on the simple door several times. Until finally, the door began to open slowly, making Marcos heart beat fast. The image of Lettas disapproving gaze was already in his mind. But all of that dissipated when he saw a little girl with some flour stains on her face, making the little girl look at Marco with a puzzled look. Is it Uncle who saved me? she asked with her cute voice, which was truly adorable, making Marco still unable to regain hisposure. Freya, whos there! shouted a very familiar woman, making Marco immediately settle his gaze on the house. Freya, are you listening to Mom? she shouted again, as the voice got closer. And that was when they fell silent in surprise, seeing Marco now looking at Letta. So did Marco, who looked shocked at his own arrival. Mom, look, Uncle who saved me is visiting now. Mom, hes really healthy now and meeting us, Freya said, making Letta blink a few times before walking closer. Look, your face is very dirty. You can wash it inside first, right? Letta said, trying to divert the little girls attention. Really? Do I look dirty? Freya asked, trying to touch both sides of her face, making Letta smile. Not cute, but you still need to clean it, right, Letta said gently and lovingly. The interaction between the mother and child was Clearly recorded in front of Marco, who truly wanted to embrace them tightly. Okay, Mom, but remember, dont serve the burnt cookies to Uncle. Im embarrassed, Freya whispered, making Lettaugh before letting her little daughter enter. Meanwhile, she immediately looked at Marco, who was still silent. Im sorry, I came without informing you first, Marco said, finally making Letta open the door in front of him. You dont intend to keep standing in front of the door, do you? Come in, Freya has something for you, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. He didnt even expect That Letta would ask him toe in. That made that glimmer of hope now seem even clearer. Marco entered the house, which was really very simple, with a small sofa, open rooms, and not too big, and sat down. Tll prepare a drink for you, Letta said, making Marco immediately grab Lettas wrist. T came Isnt it rude to ignore a guest? Letta said, making Marco finally let go of her grip because of Lettas words that considered him a guest. Letta immediately walked to the kitchen and prepared a warm drink for Marco. Is she okay after the ident? Marco asked, trying to start a conversation, making Letta nod her head. Yes, just waiting for her wound to heal, Letta replied, making Marco, who still felt awkward, nod his head. Thank goodness for that. I hope she will always be fine, Marco said with a distant look, making Letta only able to see how defined his jaw looked even clearer. Has he lost quite a bit of weight, Letta thought, then brushed away all her worries. Yes, I will take good care of her. Ican do anything to prevent anything bad from happening to her, Letta said. Even though she was recklessst time, almost losing Freyas life. Marco was about to reply to Lettas words when suddenly the sound of small footsteps approaching was heard. Freya had finished cleaning the stains on her face. How is it, Mom? Everythings clean now, right? Freya asked, now sitting directly facing Marco. Yes, you look beautiful, Letta replied, making Freya smile. Before Freya looked at Marco, who was still silent watching their interaction. Did Mom serve my homemade cookies? Freya asked, whispering right next to Letta, making Letta shake her head. Letta then leaned in and whispered something. You have to serve them yourself, right? Letta said with a smile, making Freya nod enthusiastically. Freya then walked to the kitchen table, where she had previously made cookies with Letta. Freya took the best-looking cookies to serve to Marco with her little feet. Freya walked, making Marco always amazed by every behavior of his little daughter. Im not very good at making cookies, but Mom is very good. She always makes the most delicious cookies Ive ever eaten, so Uncle has to eat them too, Freya said ina funny tone, making Marco truly just able to pull the corner of his lips, seeing his little daughter growing up without him all this time. Never refer to Freya as our daughter Letta then stopped in her tracks, having left Marco with Freya to talk. She had some business with the grapes that needed to be checked. After she finished her business, Letta returned inside and saw a scene that had only existed in her imagination. Seeing how Freya yed with Marco without any burden, Letta pondered, Could it be that the emotional bond between them makes them not even need much time to get close like they are now? Letta remained silent at the door, continuing to observe their every move. How Marco treated their daughter, until her reverie was interrupted when Freya called her. Is Moms business done? Freya asked, making Marco look towards Letta. Letta nodded, then walked closer, reaching out her hand, and cradling Freya to sit beside her. Havent you been keeping this Uncle for too long? Letta said as she looked at the dark sky outside. Really, but I still want to y with my uncle, Freya replied with a pleading look at Letta, who shook her head. Tomorrow, Mom will take you to the city, we can buy your favorite doll, how about that? Letta tried to persuade Freya again, making Freya fall silent for a moment before looking at Marco, who was now smiling gently. Can we take this Uncle tomorrow? He said his house is far away, and he doesnt know the area here. He also said he doesnt have any family here, Freya said, making Letta immediately look at Marco. Letta didnt know what stories Marco had told their daughter. Unfortunately, Uncle has to go back to his house tomorrow too, he has to go back. He has his own life, Letta exined, making Marco furrow his brow, but when Freya was about to answer her mothers words, Marco straightened up. Isnt that exnation too difficult for Freya to understand? Marco said, making Letta fall silent, biting her lower lip, and that made Marco really want to stroke the lips of Letta that he missed so much. Do you really want to take this Uncle for a walk to the city? Marco finally asked, bowing in front of Freya, making Freya nod. It feels like just giving those cookies earlier isnt enough to express my gratitude to Uncle, Freya said, making Marco just smile. Actually, you dont have to do anything because I genuinely want to do it, Marco said again, making Freya just fall silent before turning to look at Letta. Mom, isnt Uncles eye color the same as mine? Freya suddenly asked, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta had already realized that Freya had a level of intelligence far above average. She was very clever, and her way of speaking was far from that of a 3-year-old. She was very critical, especially realizing that her eye color was the same as the man in front of her. Really? Marco asked, looking at Letta, who couldnt even answer her little daughters question. Yes, thats true. I always ask Mom why Im not as pretty as her. I have different hair color, and I also have a different eye color from my moms. I thought I wasnt as pretty as my mom, Freya said with a sad face, making Letta immediately pull the side of Freyas face to look at her while shaking her head. Thats not true. Havent many people said that youre beautiful, youre a very beautiful and special princess, Letta said, as the little girl inherited a beautiful face like Marcos. Do you regret having this face? Marco asked, finally making Freya look back at him. J just want to look like Mom because she looks very beautiful to me, Freya answered, making Marco nod and smile. Yes, thats how I see it too. She looks very beautiful, Marco said, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. Yes, thats true, Uncle also told me that, Freya said, making Marco this time look at her with a questioning gaze. Uncle? Marco asked, making Freya nod. Yes, Uncle Abian. Thats what I call him. He said that my mom is very beautiful, but he also said that I have my own beauty, and now I see that our eyes look the same color, Freya said, making Marco want to say that its because he is her father, that Freya is his flesh and blood. Yes, what your mother and Uncle said is true. You are very beautiful. Although your mother is also very beautiful, you have your own beauty. Maybe in a few years, many men will be kneeling before you, Marco said, making Letta immediately sigh in annoyance.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Stop saying things that will make Freya ask more questions, Letta said, feeling that Marcos words were not suitable for Freya to hear. Why, Mom? I want to know more, Freya said, making Letta shake her head. Not now. Later, when you grow up, you will find out for yourself. So, Mom has said that you are beautiful, and you are Moms princess, thats the most important thing, Letta said, finally making Freya nod. Okay, Mom, Freya finally said without any further objection. Okay, then since Mom will take you to the city tomorrow, its better for you to go to sleep now because Mom doesnt want you to be difficult to wake up tomorrow, Letta said again, but Freya still didnt move from her seat. Hasnt Mom still answered my question? Can Unclee with us tomorrow? Freya asked, making Letta look directly at Marco, as if telling Marco not to agree to Freyas request. However, judging from the smile he showed, it seemed that her request was futile. Of course, Ill apany you. After all, I also want to know more about this small town, right where you are, Marco said, finally making Freya get up from her seat and cheer. Okay, Ill go to sleep now. Tomorrow morning, Uncle should already be here, so Mom wont grumble if we leavete for the city, Freya said, making Marcough. Marco finally nodded, then reached out his hand and tousled Freyas hair affectionately. Alright, then, sleep tight. Do you need someone to sleep with you? Marco asked, making Freya shake her head. No, Ive been brave enough to sleep alone for a long time. Mom said I should bea brave person. I was a little scared of the dark at first, but now it feelsfortable, Freya answered, making Marco nod before Freya kissed Lettas cheek. I love you, Mom. Ill go to sleep first, Freya said, making Letta nod before returning the kiss from her little princess. Well then, Im leaving, Freya said, waving her hand to Marco, making Marco watch as the little feet walked away from him, before Letta rose from her seat, causing Marco to look at Letta. You should also be back where you belong, shouldnt you? I hope you can get back to your previous routine. Thank you for visiting Freya, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. Is this some kind of phrase to make me stay away from you? Marco asked, making Letta sigh deeply. Of course, Letta could already guess that this was futile, as Marco wouldnt justply so easily. Havent you promised Freya to take me for a walk to the city tomorrow? Do you want to see the disappointment on our daughters face? Marco asked, making Letta look at him with an unhappy expression. Never refer to Freya as our daughter, Letta said, unwilling for Marco to interfere with anything rted to Freya, even though he was her biological father. Why? Dont I have the right to now? Ive been restraining myself from hugging Freya and telling her that Im her father. I just want all our rtionships to progress smoothly, and I suppress my ego because I dont want to hurt you. So please, can you at least understand my efforts right now to reach out to you both? Marco said, making Letta fall silent while clenching her trembling hands. Its alreadyte. I dont want to argue. If you want toe to the city, you better rest now. No, youre not fully recovered yet. I dont want Freya to wait for you too long tomorrow. Shell wake up very early because of her current enthusiasm, Letta said. After that, Letta left Marco alone, leaving Marco to just pull the corner of his lips. At least she didnt push him away too far again. At least Marco had time to try to reach out. Is this some kind of phrase to make me stay away from you? Marco asked, making Letta just sigh deeply. Of course, Letta could already guess that this was futile, as Marco wouldnt justply so easily. Havent you promised Freya to take me for a walk to the city tomorrow? Do you want to see the disappointment on our daughters face? Marco asked, making Letta immediately look at him with an unsympathetic gaze. Never refer to Freya as our daughter, Letta said, not willing for Marco to interfere with anything rted to Freya, even though he was her biological father. Uncle Abian As promised earlier, Freya really woke up very early. She even ran in her pajamas into Lettas room, who was still wrapped in a thick nket. The weather today was noticeably colder than before, making it difficult for Letta to get out of bed. Mom, wake up, its already morning. Arent we going to the city? Freya said as she climbed onto the bed and shook Lettas body, still curled up in the thick nket. Its still too early, dear. We can leave ina few hours. So, can you let me sleep a little longer? Letta said, causing Freya to shake her head. No, Mom, we will need time to get ready. I dont want Uncle to wait too long. Hell definitely be cold out there after waiting for an hour, Freya said, finally making Letta open her eyes wide. What? Letta asked to make sure. Uncle has been on our porch for about an hour. I heard his car when he arrived. After waking up, I thought it was just the wine truck, but it turned out that after waiting for an hour, I saw someone standing in front of our house. It was Uncle. I wasnt too brave To check outside. You also locked the door, right? Freya exined at length, making Letta really hurry and get out of bed, grabbing her coat to cover her nightdress. Letta then hurried to unlock the door and opened it when she saw Marco rubbing his hands while sitting. Since when have you been outside? Letta asked, making Marco finally get up from his seat and look towards Letta with pale and trembling lips. Yeah, about an hour or so, Marco answered nonchntly, making Letta look at him disbelievingly. Dont you see how cold it is out here? Letta said, making Marco just shrug. I was just a little excited and came too early. I also didnt want to disturb your sleep. Thats why I waited on the porch, Marco replied, finally making Letta sigh in frustration. Letta didnt know when Marco had be so foolish, making Letta finally open the door wide. Come in, Freya keeps waking me up if I let you stay outside, Letta said, making Marco smile, who finally followed her steps inside the house. Letta then told Marco to sit and wait while she made some warm drinks, at least to warm up his shivering hands. While Letta was busy with what she was doing, Freya immediately ran still in her nightdress. Are you feeling cold, Uncle? Freya Asked, looking at him with a concerned expression, causing Marco to shake his head immediately. Its not as cold as you think, Marco said, making Freya seem to not believe his words. When Freyas small hands reached for Marcos, he fell silent. His little niece exhaled her warm breath onto his palms. Mom taught me how to ward off the cold. We can do this, Uncle can do it. Like this, Freya said, doing the same thing, exhaling her warm breath onto Marcos palms, and then rubbing them. How about now, feeling warmer, right? Freya asked, making Marco smile widely. Yes, quite helpful. Thank you, Marco said, finally making Freya sit right next to him. For some reason, since meeting his little niece, Marco had always paid attention to her, making him feel slightly ufortable. Even though it was his own little niece, Marco found it difficult to guess what was going on in Freyas mind at the moment. Do you want to say something? Marco asked, making Freya shake her head. Marco knew that the little girl seemed to be trying her hardest not to ask what was currently on her mind. Really? Then is there something strange on my face? Marco asked again, making Freya pause for a moment. Can you look at me for a moment? Look here, Freya said, making Marco raise his eyebrows, but stillplying with what Freya wanted. Does my face look the same? Freya asked, making Marcos heart beat fast before he finally smiled. Was this what people called a spiritual bond between a father and a child, Marco thought. Do you think so? Marco asked to confirm, because since their meeting yesterday, Freya had always said that they hada resemnce. Yes, besides our eyes, our hair, and nose, It seems we have many simrities, right, Uncle? Freya asked, making Marco fall silent. Marco also didnt know what kind of answer he should give to his little niece. Are you married, Uncle? Freya suddenly asked, making Marco nod his head.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Yes, Iam married, Marco answered, making Freya nod again. Do you have a child, Uncle? Freya asked again. why do you ask? Marco asked. If Uncle has a child, wouldnt they look Like me? So, my guess is that Uncles child would be just like me, we could look like twins, Freya exined, making Marco smile. However, when Marco was about to respond to Freyas words, Letta suddenly ced a steaming ss of drink on the table somewhat roughly. Freya, didnt you whine to hurry up and go to the city? Shouldnt you be getting ready to leave now? Letta said a bit unfriendly in her tone. Im sorry, Mom. I forgot. I was just talking with Uncle, Freya said, making Letta fall silent before continuing her annoyance. Furthermore, isnt it impolite to meet Uncle in your nightwear like that? Letta continued, still with a hint of irritation, making Freya finally just bow her head. Okay, then I have to clean up first, Freya said, finally getting up from her seat and walking clumsily towards her room. Isnt she learning from her mother? Marco said, looking towards Letta, who was dressed simrly, still in her nightwear, just with a coat on. Its because I was in a hurry, didnt want to leave someone freezing to death in my backyard, Letta said, making Marco just smile. Marco then took the cup and felt the warmth of the drink Letta had served for him. Thank you, at least you still care about my well-being, Marco said, making Letta fall silent before turning away. You can wait, I need to get ready first, Letta said, making Marco nod as he waited for his two beloved women. Marco chose to get up from his seat. Marco didnt know whether he could be considered impolite or audacious, but he felt curious about The simple house inhabited by Letta and Freya. The house looked very simple, with wooden furniture and not many decorations on the walls. However, Marcos attention was drawn to a framed photo ced ona bedside table. Marco reached out, seeing how Letta looked as she held a baby, presumably Freya when she was very young. It instantly warmed Marcos heart. Not only that, there were a few more different photos there, disying pictures of Freya, but no pictures of Letta, only one that had kept Marco curious for the past 2 years, what he had missed, what interesting things, and amazing things he had experienced with the two people who were very important in his life. Until finally, Marcos movement stopped when the door suddenly opened, making Marco turn around to see how Abian was approaching him. What are you doing here so early in the morning? Abian asked in an unfriendly tone, causing Marco to look at him with the same expression. You, yourself, how can you enter a womans house so freely, without even knocking on the door? Marco said, folding his arms and giving Abian a displeased look. Because were family, Im used to it, Marco said, then looking at the cup that still hadnt been touched at all by Marco. That was a sign that Marco hadnt been in the house for too long, Abian thought. Where is Letta? Abian asked, making Marco finally walk closer. Theyre getting ready, were going to the city. What about you, do you have some business, looking for them? Marco asked, his confidence, which had left them for 2 years,ing from who knows where. Even though Abian had been around them all this time, if they were arguing now, it was certain that they would choose Abian. However, Marco seemed to have the power to draw Letta and Freyas attention, by any means necessary. Im also going with them. Were going to visit the winery that processes our grapes. Letta didnt even tell me she was going with you. Did you force yourself toe here early in the morning to join them? Abian asked, making Marco sigh. Im not the kind of person who would do that. Freya herself invited me and wanted me to go to the city with them, Marco said, making Abian fall silent. Abian then chose to walk, then sat on the sofa, ignoring Marcos intimidating gaze. Why are you sitting? Shouldnt you be leaving now? You know, dont you, that Im the one who will apany her, Marco said, making Abian just shrug nonchntly. I dont know, I doubt whether you can help Letta at the factoryter. Arent you used to this kind of work? Arent you just used to sitting in front of a t screen and piles of paper in your office? You should be doing that, and Im sure right now youve been intimidating your subordinates to finish all the work, while youre wasting your time here and disturbing Freya and Letta, Abian said, making Marco clench his fists. He was about to explode when Freya shouted from behind him. Uncle, Freya said, making Abian fall silent. For some reason, it caused something very painful in Marcos heart. superhero or a Prince Marco could only remain silent as he watched Freya run straight towards Abian and embrace him tightly. Abian, in turn, epted the hug from his little princess.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. Hey, you smell nice and look beautiful. It seems like youre ready, Abians words made Freya nod her head. Of course, I cant wait to go to the city, Freya replied, making Abian smile again. Freya then shifted her gaze towards Marco, who was still standing not far from them. Oh, I forgot to mention. Uncle will also be joining us in the city. Wont it be more fun with more people, Uncle? Freyas remark made Abian look towards Marco with a hardened jaw. Though not explicitly, Marco showed his anger. However, Abian knew very well that the arrogant man was currently trying his best to contain his anger. Yes, thats a great idea. Where is your mother? Abian asked, making Freya look towards Lettas bedroom door. It seems like Mom is just finishing getting ready. We can wait, Freyas words made Abian nod. Freya then got off Abiansp. Yesterday, I made cookies with Mom. I was nning to bring them to Uncles house. But it was alreadyte, so I kept them. Would Uncle like to try them now? Freya asked, making Abian nod. As the little girl ran to the kitchen to get a bag of cookies that seemed to have been intentionally left for Abian, Marco felt even more convinced that he had a long way to go to capture the attention of his little princess, as the cookies she made yesterday were not just for him but also prepared for Abian. Wow, cookies! As usual, I love them so much, Uncle will definitely finish them. Is this all for Uncle? Abian asked, making Freya nod with a wide smile. Freya then looked at Abian. Is Uncles long legs not tired? Uncle can sit here with me and also with Uncle, Freya said, causing Marco to prepare to respond, when Abian cut him off once again. No need, Uncles legs are very strong. They can even stop a car thats about to hit you. Just consider them like a robot made of steel, Abian said, making Marco immediately look at him with a disapproving gaze, while Freya looked at him with sparkling eyes. Really? Doesnt that sound amazing? Is Uncle like a superhero? Freya asked, making Marco, who seemed to have no chance to speak, once again being preempted by Abian. Yes, lets just consider him like that. Hes like a superhero who will save the earth, Abian said with a mocking tone towards Marco, while Freya immediately looked at him with a furrowed brow. If Uncle is a superhero, then what does that make Abian? Freya asked with an innocent gaze that momentarily silenced Abian before he widened his smile. What if he bes a Prince on a white horse to rescue a princess? Doesnt that sound good? Abian said, making Marco really want to burst intoughter right now. How could he possibly be a Prince ona white horse, Marco thought, which seemed to have no effect on Abians teasing. Then who will be the princess? Freya asked. What if your mother is the one, Uncle will save your mother from the attacks of monsters, do you agree? Abian asked, making Freya nod with a beaming smile. Yes, Uncle can save my Mom. You two can live happily ever after, and I will be happy seeing your story, Freya said with her wide smile, making Abian chuckle along. Their interaction truly made Marcos blood boil. How could that man possibly be the happy ending for Letta, Marco thought, finally choosing to approach and interrupt their intimacy. So, who do you think is greater, being a superhero or being a Prince ona white horse? Marco asked Freya, who immediately fell silent, trying to think of an answer for Marco, making Abian look at her with raised eyebrows. Of course, Abian knew that Marco didnt agree with his role as a superhero destined to save the world. I dont know. Arent they both great? Freya asked, making Marco shake his head. Of course not. Isnt the difference between them quite significant? A Prince only saves one person, while a superhero can save the entire world, right? Wasnt that mentioned as the superhero duty for Uncle? Marco asked, making Abian really want to burst intoughter right then, seeing the childish behavior of the old man who already had a child. Dont say you dont like your role. Come on, just ept it. Hasnt Freya also agreed that I will be the prince saving the Princess? Abian said again, making Marco try to remain as calm as possible. Marco didnt want Abian to continue underestimating him, as it could provoke his emotions. I dont mind. Im just asking, in Freyas eyes, who seems more magnificent? You can see theparison between the two, right? Marco said, making Freya fall silent again. However, as Freya was about to speak up again, the voice of someone else stopped her. Thats enough to make my daughter confused with your childishness level, Freyae here, Letta said, making Marco and Abian fall silent, seeing how Letta looked different at the moment. You look beautiful, Mom, Freya said, making Lettas face light up. Of course, her gaze immediately fell on Marco and Abian, who couldnt even take their eyes off her. What did you say? Dont I always look like this every day? Letta said, making Freya shake her head. No, I mean its been a long time since Mom wore a dress like this. Wasnt thest time, on my birthday, you usually only wore jeans and a regr T-shirt when you went to the city, Freya said, once again making Letta feel that her current appearance was overly done. For some reason, Letta just wanted to wear clothes she hadnt worn in a long time and fill the closet, but apparently her choice waspletely wrong. Im just trying to wear old clothes. Im afraid that maybe the size doesnt fit me anymore. If you dont like it, [li change into regr jeans, Letta said. But it wasnt Freya who stopped her, but the two men who seemed to have regained their consciousness, Marco and Abian. No, they said simultaneously, making Letta and Freya look at them, feeling embarrassed. See, even Uncle and Om agree that Mom looks beautiful in this outfit. Mom looks like the princess we were talking about earlier, Freya said, making Letta can only turn her face away. Otherwise, the two people who kept staring at her would realize that her face was really feeling warm. We should take some packets of cookies to give to Rose and the wine cer guard. Didnt we make too many of them yesterday? Letta said, walking towards the kitchen, followed by Freya. Im wrapping them for them. Ill be the one to distribute themter. Mom, could you please take them? Freya said, making Letta nod. They then put the bags of cookies into a basket before walking closer to Marco and Abian. Actually, today well just check the stock in the wine cer, and afterward, I just want to take Freya for a walk in the city. So, in my opinion, we dont need to go in a group, Letta said, making Freya immediately look at her mother with a questioning gaze. Why, Mom? Isnt it better to have more people? After were at the wine cer, we can have fun in the city park and choose my favorite things. Uncle and Om will help us. Doesnt that sound great? Freya said, making Letta about to respond, but Abian immediately got up from his seat. Yes, what Freya said is right. Have fun. Ill take care of things at the wine cer. Later, you can spend time with Freya. Dont worry about the matters at the cer, Abian said. However, as Letta was about to reply, Marco, who also got up from his seat, interrupted once again. Yes, thats a good idea. Youll handle the wine cer, and Ill take care of Letta and Freya. Isnt that a fair division of tasks? Marco said, making Abian look at him with raised eyebrows. It seemed like he made a mistake by taking on the task, Abian thought, which for some reason made Marco now disy a victorious expression. In that case, lets leave now, Marco said again, finally leaving the simple house first. Letta could only smile awkwardly at Abian. They remained silent as they saw Marco and Abian open the doors of their respective cars. Are we going in two cars, Mom? Freya asked, looking confused as well. As usual, well use this car, Freya, Abian said, referring to his regr van. But I think this time its better to use my car. After all, our tasks are different, right? Well go straight to the city, while youll go to the cer. So, you can use your car, and Letta and Freya wille with me. How about that? Marco asked again, seemingly wanting to outdo Abian. In that case, Ill also use your car. I dont mind if you drop me off first before you go to the city park, Abian said, closing the door of his van and walking straight to the front of the car, making Marco truly believe that Abian couldnt be easily defeated. Letta and Freya could only observe their childishness levels before finally following and getting into Marcos car, sitting in the back seat. ice cream Marco was slightly disappointed because of Lettas earlier request to apany Abian first to the cer, as it was unlikely that Letta would ask Abian to handle everything alone. Will it take long, Mom? Freya asked, making Letta nce at Abian for a moment. No, maybe just a few hours, perhaps, Letta said, making Freya immediately put on a sad face, prompting Abian to approach Letta. Its okay, Ive already said that its not that I can handle everything better. Right now, you take Freya straight to the city park. After that, doesnt she have a shopping list she wants, not to mention she wants to see the fireworks from atop the windmill, Abian said, seemingly aware of Freyas schedule for today, which had been promised by Letta weeks ago. Because there was a food festival and some childrens games untilte at night, Freya seemed very much looking forward to today. But I cant leave you alone to handle everything, Letta said, seemingly unsure of what decision to make. She couldnt leave Abian, but she also couldnt refuse Freya, who immediately put on a sad face. It seemed that Freya didnt want to miss any of the events she had thought of and imagined, and this was evident to Marco, prompting him to finally approach, then bend down to be at Freyas eye level. Whats your first schedule today? Marco asked, making Freya look at him for a moment. I have to go to the city park. There are lots of people ying with bubbles and other games there, Freya said, once again making Marco look at Letta. Just go and take care of all the matters in the cer. Ill take Freya to the city park. Isnt the distance not too far? Besides, you also promised it wouldnt take long, right? Marco said, making Freya immediately change her facial expression, with sparkling eyes as she looked at Letta. Sweetie, how can I let you go with Uncle like that? Letta sounded worried. Why not? Didnt Uncle offer himself? Besides, he also promised to apany me properly, Freya said, making Letta reluctant to let Freya go alone with Marco. Letta wasnt afraid that Marco might hurt Freya, but Letta was afraid that she wouldnt be able to find Freya next when she was in Marcos hands. The fear now haunted Letta, and it seemed that the doubt was evident in Lettas eyes, making Marco straighten up again. You rx. I will take good care of Freya, and I wont do anything weird, as you might think. Perhaps youre still hesitant now, but I promise, I wont let you down. I will treat Freya well and take care of her, Marco said, finally making Letta heave a long sigh. Alright, then I promise to finish this work with Abian right away. So, I ask you to take good care of Freya and make sure she doesnt go near theke in the city park. She still cant swim, Letta said, making Marco nod. And one more thing, dont let her buy peanut ice cream. Go on, Freya, Letta said, making Marco fall silent for a moment before finally smiling widely. Marco approached Letta. The apple doesnt fall far from the tree, right? She has the same allergy as me, Marco said, who also had a nut allergy, making Letta only step back because she couldnt refute it, before finally walking over to Freya. In that case, you can y with Uncle while waiting for Mom and me to finish up. After that, Ille to you right away. Well buy food and do whatever you want, Letta said, making Freya cheer happily. They then parted ways. Marco got back into the car with Freya to head to the city park, while Abian and Letta headed straight to the cer to check their grapes. Marco then turned the car, looking at the people starting to get busy around him. Uncle can park the car there, Freya said, pointing to the parking lot near the park. Yes, there. So I dont need to worry about crossing again, and besides, the car will be close to the ice cream truckter, Freya exined, making Marco smile broadly. Turns out you already have a perfect n, even thinking about parking the car, Marco said, making Freya smile and nod her head. Yes, I always have ns. What do you think, Uncle? Arent I smart? Freya asked, making Marco reach out and tousle her hair affectionately.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Of course, youre a smart kid, Marco said, indirectly feeling proud that her intelligence came from him. They got out of the car, and Freya immediately looked around. Can we y with bubbles over there? Look, there are many kids my age there. The location is also far from theke, Freya said, remembering Lettas prohibition that they shouldnt go near theke. Alright, then its not too hot over there either, Marco said, making Freya hold his hand. Marco was slightly startled when the little hand grabbed his first. It felt warm, and that warmth spread to his heart, making Marco wonder if this was what it felt like to hold hands with his own flesh and blood. He would enjoy his days, Marco thought, even though he was initially disappointed that Letta couldnte with them, but that disappointment seemed to be wellpensated. Marco finally sat down in the park, watching how Freya yed with the bubbles like the other children, looking cheerful and smiling widely. It made Marco wonder if Freya rarely went to outings with friends like this, considering her home was surrounded by ntations and not many houses. Did she have friends too? Marco thought he would start asking her about itter. Marco then reached out his hand when he saw both sides of Freyas cheeks starting to turn red. Isnt it too long already? Look, the sun is starting to scorch, so take a rest. Dont you want some ice cream too? Look, the ice cream truck is already there, Marco said, making Freya look at the ice cream truck not far from their car. Great idea, Ill take a break. Well buy ice cream and eat it in the car, Uncle. How about that? Freya asked, making Marco nod enthusiastically. Freya then chose several vors of ice cream in one cone, still holding Marcos hand, and Marco followed her lead in choosing what she rmended before they got back into the car. Can you open the car door? I just want to sit like this, Freya said, stretching her legs out of the car when the door opened. Hows the ice cream taste? Delicious, isnt it? This is the ice cream vor Mom always rmends. I didnt like it at first, but Mom said its better than the nut vor that would hurt me, Freya said, making Marco fall silent for a moment. The ice cream vor wasnt particrly to Marcos liking, but because he was eating it with Freya, it became his special ice cream. Do you oftene to this park with Mom? Marco asked, making Freya stop her movements and try to think. About once a month, maybe every two months. I dont know, its irregr, but I oftene if Mom has business with Uncle at the cer, Freya said, making Marco look at her with a raised eyebrow. Do you always go together? I mean, with your uncle? Marco asked, making Freya nod. Yes, because Uncle always helps Mom. Shes usually too busy with her vineyard, but luckily, theres Uncle who always apanies her, so Mom doesnt have too much trouble, Freya said, making Marco fall silent for a moment. That means you also love your uncle? Marco asked, making Freya nod without hesitation. Yes, of course, because Mom said Uncle is also our family, so we have to love each other, Freya replied, leaving Marco unable to say anything else. It was very clear that they were really close, not just when they were talking before leaving. Freyas expression of affection had already proven everything. Marco wanted to ask about Freyas father. Did she know about him? But he refrained. Marco was afraid Letta hadnt told Freya anything about her father yet. She might be too young to hear all the facts about his existence. Marco could only be content for now as the man called Uncle by Freya. Do you not like the ice cream, Uncle? Freya asked, making Marco return to his senses, seeing the ice cream starting to drip onto his fingers. Not really, its just that the weather is a little hot, so the ice cream is starting to melt, Marco replied, trying to find an excuse. Thats why we have to hurry and eat it before the ice cream melts. Look, my ice cream is already almost half gone, but yours is still piled up like that, Freya said, making Marco finally open his mouth wide and put the scoop of ice cream into his full mouth, causing Freya to burst intoughter. The little girl looked adorableughing at Marco with his mouth full of ice cream. Yes, thats how you eat ice cream. Next time, dont let it melt. Its a shame to dirty Uncles fingers, Freya said, making Marco nod with a smile, joining in Freyasught42er. its so funny Letta immediately got out of the taxi when they arrived at the park. She managed?N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner. To finish everything quickly, even though there was just a little left. But Abian offered to finish it for her. Thats why Letta could apany Freya to y in the park.? Letta scanned the entire park, observing the children ying with bubbles and other games, trying to sharpen her vision. Letta didnt know why the park seemed? So crowded today, making it a bit difficult for her to see where Freya and Marco were. This left Letta no choice but to enter the crowd to search for her daughter. Eventually, the familiar shout not far from her made Letta turn around as Freya ran toward her, looking rather messy, which just made Letta hold back her smile.? Did you look for me? Freya asked, and Letta nodded her head.? Yes, where were you? Letta asked, reaching out to wipe the side of Freyas face and her mouth, which was covered in traces of ice cream.? I just had some ice cream, do I look messy? Freya asked, and Letta nodded her head. Yes, your face is quite messy. Look at this, Letta said, showing the tissue full of chocte ice cream stains, making Freya nce back at Marco, who quickly looked away.? Earlier, Uncle said my face looked funny and it was fine, Freya said again, making Marco finally meet the little girls gaze.? Thats true, you looked funny. Thats why I didnt intend to wipe off the ice cream stain, Marco replied, making Freya fold her arms.? How mean. Wont that make my face look weird? Freya asked.? Who would dare to say that sucha beautiful and cute child looks weird? Tell Uncle, they will immediately face this man, Marco said, patting his chest, making Freya look at him with raised eyebrows.? Thats because of Uncles own doing. What if other boys tease me? Isnt it weird, can Uncle exin that its his fault? Freya said, sounding annoyed, making Marco then bend his knees to be at eye level with Freya.? No other boy would look at you with that kind of gaze. They would even kneel before you, Marco said, making Letta raise both her hands.? Enough arguing, because Ive already wiped off the ice cream stain. So just ignore Uncles mistake earlier, Letta said, making Marco still not entirely agree with Lettas words. So you also think Im wrong? Didnt Freya look absolutely funny with the ice cream stain on her face? She looked funny, Marco said, making Letta roll her eyeszily.? Yes, if you were the one looking. But if her peers saw it, it would look weird, Letta said, hoping Marco would understand, which left Marco silent.? Do you think so? Then theyre wrong, maybe they dont have normal eyes, Marco said, making Freya and Letta just look at each other. Either they didnt have normal eyes, or this tall, upright man was in the wrong.? Let it go, Ihave already cleaned it, Freya said, making Letta smile.? Did you y with bubbles? Letta asked, and Freya nodded her head.? Did you have snacks, ice cream? Letta asked. Once again, Freya nodded her head.? Anything else, perhaps? Letta asked.? I did everything, and this is thest one. Now we should go to another ce with many games, and finally, we have to watch the fireworks and ride the Ferris wheel, Freya said, making Letta nod her head.? Luckily, I was able to finish everything quickly. Will Uncle being soon? Freya asked, holding Lettas hand. Letta looked at her with a regretful expression. It seems like Uncle will catch up with uster. He still has a few things to do and cant be left behind. Its okay, right? Letta asked, and Freya nodded her head.? Yes, he can catch up. Well wait for him, Freya said, and they finally headed back to Marcos parked car. With no Abian around now, Marco opened the front door for Letta, and Letta looked at Freya.? Do you want to sit in the front? Letta asked, and Freya nodded her head.? If you sit in the front, put on your seatbelt. Ill put this in the back seat, Letta said, and Marco helped her.? You can both sit in the front. After all, your small bodies are enough for both of you, Marco said, wanting to sit next to his wife and their daughter.? Uncle, Im grown up now. If Mom carries me, it will definitely feel heavy, Freya said, making Marco shake his head.? Then, you can sit on Unclesp. How about that? So Mom can sit in the seat next to us, Marco continued, causing Freya to shake her head again.? No, Mom said I shouldnt get too close to strangers, said Freya, which for some reason made Marco feel like something was hitting his chest right now Strangers? Werent you ying with this stranger just now? Marco said, causing Freya to immediately look at Letta, making Letta let out a long breath.? If thats the case, Mom doesnt mind if you sit on Momsp, because it seems like this argument wont end if we keep refusing to give in, Letta said, finally making Freya nod her head. They then sat down to go to one of the ces where the night market event that Freya had been wanting to visit so much was held.? Freya means she wouldnt want to be physically close like that with someone she just met. I was the one who asked her, so dont be offended, Letta said, apparently exining again about Freyas response to Marco, making Marco nod.? Yeah, I know. I was just kidding earlier, Marco said, making Letta look at the side of Marcos face which was now focused on the road ahead. Despite his wound still being wrapped in bandages, he must need some rest. Not to mention, it seemed he was also neglecting the work that usually piled up on his desk, Letta thought.? After you take us to that ce, you can go back. I know youve been neglecting the work you should be doing while youre here, Letta suddenly said, making Marco immediately look at her with a displeased look. For over 2 years, Ive spent my life just for work, and those stacks of papers were just to push away thoughts that made my head throb. So, this is my time to let go of it all. I dont want to be locked up in that room again when I know you guys exist, Marco said, making Letta look at Freya who was still busy with the toys in Marcos car and wouldnt be focused on the conversation they were having right now.? But at least you should also consider your physical condition. You just came out of the hospital, and you seem to becking rest, Letta said, causing Marco to shrug nonchntly, as if not caring about his own condition.? Im fine. You dont need to worry about my condition. And, dont you know all this time that I am very strong? Marco said with a wide smile, making Letta could only let out a rough breath. Of course, he was very strong. Thats why he was here right now and around them. And, it seemed Letta couldnt keep giving advice to him. Giving advice to such a stubborn man, Letta finally realized where her daughter sometimes got that attitude. Of course, it flowed from her fathers character.? Until Letta chose to remain silent for the rest of their journey, until they finally arrived at the night market event where there were already many food stalls and some games that had started, making Freya immediately cheer with sparkling eyes. Look, even the day hasnt turned dark yet, but people have already filled this parking lot. We need to get a spot quickly, Mom, Freya said, making Letta nod, while Marco immediately turned the car to look at the empty parking lot. Until finally, the car parked perfectly, making Freya even impatient to get out.? Honey, wait, dont let go of Moms hand. And remember, you have to say whatever you want. Dont choose on your own, okay? Letta said, making Freya nod while waiting for Marco. They then strolled around, buying some items that she had wanted since the beginning. This time, Freya stopped at a w machine filled with her favorite choctes.? I want to get this, Freya said, making Letta furrow her brow slightly.? I dont know, Mom doesnt know if Mom can get it. Mom cant promise, okay? Letta said, making Freya nod. One coin, two coins, until several coins went in, but they still didnt get a single chocte out of the machine, making Marco only smile at how serious Freya and Letta were. Until finally, Marco chose to intervene.? Give me the coin, Marco said, which finally made Letta hand over the coin. Marco inserted a coin, and it made Freya and Letta watch the direction of the machine. Get the biggest one, Uncle, Freya said, making Marco not answer, his focus entirely on the machine in front of him. Until finally, with a rapidly beating heart, Freya felt that something good would happen today when Marco managed to grab the big chocte and finally came out of the machine, making Freya really cheer when Marco handed her therge chocte.? Is this enough? Marco asked, making Freya finally nod happily, with onerge chocte now in herp. I’m holding myself Freya then looked up, seeing the Ferris wheel in front of her, which was round and tall. It made Freya really impatient to ride it. Mom, can we ride it now? Freya asked, turning to look at Letta and Marco, who were sitting not far from her. Dont you want to see the fireworks show while were there? Letta asked, making Freya nod. If thats the case, we have to wait a little longer. If we ride it now, itll be too early, Letta said again, making Freya immediately walk back and sit right in the middle between Marco and Letta. We can rest for a while. After that, well ride it. How about that? Marco said, making Freya nod. There was no other way because she really wanted to see the fireworks show while riding the Ferris wheel. Freya then chose to eat some snacks she bought, like cotton candy, ice cream bread, and other sweet foods. For today, Letta did allow Freya to eat as many sweets as she wanted, but afterward, Letta always limited the sweets for Freya. Mom, try this food. It melts in the mouth and is very sweet. I like it, Freya said, making Letta smile while biting the cotton candy given by Freya. Too sweet. You might get a toothacheter, Letta said, making Freya just smile. Its okay. Besides, youre still little, and with your gappy teeth, it will look funny, Marco said without looking at Letta, making Letta just stare at him with raised eyebrows. Is something like that always funny to you? Letta asked, making Marco shrug nonchntly. I dont know, maybe because its our childs face Marcos words stopped when he identally mentioned that phrase, making Freya fall silent while looking at him, as did Letta who immediately widened her eyes. After all, it wasnt wrong, right? Because Freya was their child, Marco thought, finally choosing to shift his gaze elsewhere, as if not wanting to be med for his ungovernable mouth. What do you mean, Mom? asked Freya, who was very critical of every sentence she heard. Uncle means that youre still a kid, so whatever is on you will look cute. Thats what it means, Letta exined, making Freya nod, while Letta immediately looked back at Marco with a sharp gaze, as Marco just smiled without any guilt. Why hasnt Unclee yet? Freya asked, seemingly remembering Abian, making Letta finally reach for her phone. Okay, then Ill call Uncle, okay? Letta said, making Freya nod. Marco looked at the back of the woman he always longed for. Somehow, Marco really wanted to hug that body and pull it into his arms. But, right now, Marco is trying his best to hold back. He knew that if he did it, he might not be able to let go again. Hello, Abian, hows the business in the warehouse? Why havent youe to the market? Letta asked, looking at Freya who was still eating her cotton candy. Im sorry, after the warehouse business, I suddenly felt unwell, so I went home first. Enjoy the entertainment with Freya. Ille another time. Tell Freya Im sorry, Abian said, making Letta immediately furrow her brow. Are you sick? Have you seen a doctor? Letta asked, sounding slightly concerned. Yes, Ive seen a doctor, and the doctor said I just need to rest. Its nothing. Right now, Im taking a rest, Abian replied, making Letta nod. Okay, then rest, and remember not to forget to eat and take your medicine. Ill see you and bring you porridge and hot soupter, Letta said before deciding to end the call. Letta immediately walked over to Freya, who was looking at her with a questioning look. Uncle said hes not feeling well and had to go home right away. He cant apany us, and he also said sorry, helle another time, Letta said, making Marco clench his fists with joy inside. It made Letta widen her eyes, while Freya immediately put on a sad face. Will he be okay? Freya asked, making Letta nod again. Yes, Uncle said he went to the doctor and is resting now. Well see himter while bringing porridge and hot soup. How about that? Letta asked, making Freya nod in agreement. Reluctantly, they finally continued to stroll around without Abian, until finally the moment awaited by Freya finally came, when in a few minutes the fireworks show would start. At this moment, they had to ride the Ferris wheel immediately. The three of them got on, with Freya continuing to look out the window with an enthusiastic gaze. Is this your first time riding this? Marco asked, making Freya shake her head. No, I always go with Mom and Uncle, Freya replied, making Marco look at Letta, who chose to look elsewhere. Really? That means this is the first time for us, me, and you guys, Marco said with a broad smile. For some reason, the first moment among them made Marco feel very excited and he was sure he would always remember it. They then gazed at the lights below them when the wheel was at its peak. Marco smiled at Fre awithhishea_ e es. Look, our child. Doesnt she look sleepy? Marco said, making Letta slightly startled. I told you, never refer to Freya as our child. Im not used to hearing that, Letta said, then looked at Freya, who had closed her eyes and leaned against the ss wall. That means from now on, you have to get used to it because its a fact, she is our daughter, right? Marco said, making Letta just stare at him for a moment before looking back at Freya. Sweetie, dont you want to see the fireworks? Letta said softly, adjusting Freyas position, who was now pulled into her embrace. My eyes are sleepy, Mom, Freya whispered. Let her sleep. Wasnt she too excited since this morning? Maybe shes tired, Marco said, making Letta think the same, until finally allowing Freya to sleep in herp, while Marco continued to enjoy the slowly moving Ferris wheel. Im happy, Marco said, making Letta look at him again. Because youve been living well with Freya, and thank you for taking care of her until she grows into a beautiful girl like this, Marco said again, making Letta then look at Freya. How her little daughter kept growing and growing made Letta think about Abians words. Until when would she continue to hide the truth about her father from her? As Freya grew older, surely she would ask. I want to give the best to Freya, Letta said, making Marco finally bow down in front of Letta. Letta immediately looked at him with a questioning gaze. What are you doing? Quickly sit back in your seat, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then reached out, holding Lettas hand gently. Right now, Im holding myself back from pulling you into my embrace, because I know youll Keep pushing me away. I want to break through it slowly, and I want you to ept me slowly. I want to see you open your heart slowly to me. Though not in a hurry, I want to make sure youll never push me away again, Marco said, making Letta somehow feel something warm spreading throughout her body. Whether it was because of his hand grip or the words Marco uttered for her. Come on, dont say things like that, Letta said, releasing her grip from Marcos hand. Do you think Im just saying nonsense? Marco replied, making Letta not even dare to look at him, letting herself soak in those words. Of course, Letta was afraid to find the sincerity and earnestness from Marco. Her heart seemed to refuse to see that truth. I really want to ask what I should do for you to forgive everything. But thats probably useless, right? You probably dont want to think about epting me again. But I dont want to give up so easily, especially when Freya is between us now. My heart wants to long even more for you both to be back in my embrace. Im even willing to let go of anything for you both, Marco said, making Letta unsure of what she should do now. Letta never even thought of telling Marco to let go of anything, because for Letta, it would all be in vain. Thats probably what Marco wanted. Until finally, when Marco was about to continue his speech, suddenly the lights on the Ferris wheel went out, making all the movement between them stop. Letta immediately looked around. Whats going on here? Letta asked, making Marco look around as well.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. It seems like the machine is experiencing some trouble. Lets just wait, everything will be fine, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Marco then looked at Lettas face, which was now only illuminated by the moonlight. For some reason, Marco couldnt hold back from reaching out his hand and gently caressing Lettas cheek. It made Letta slightly startled. Letta gazed at Marco, who was also looking at her in the silence and darkness that enveloped them. As if making Letta forget their presence, forget what was between them, forget the problems they were facing. When Marco began to lean in, they felt the warmth of their lips meeting each other, with the surprise of the fireworks dazzling them. I can guess it Letta could only stare at her reflection in the mirror, pausing for a moment while closing her eyes. However, as Letta thought about how, after so long, she had been so close to Marco, Letta immediately moved her fingers to her lips, which still felt warm for some reason. Marcos scent was still vivid, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta then frustratedly ran her hand through her hair. Why did she get carried away like that, to the point where she didnt push Marco to release their lip lock? It wasnt the passionate kiss they used to engage in; it was just their lips touching each other. However, for some reason, Letta couldnt even bring herself to pull away from Marco. Until finally, a knock on the bathroom door was heard, making Letta turn around as she saw Freya opening the door. Whats wrong, honey? Letta asked. Dont we have to go meet Uncle? Mom has prepared soup and porridge for him, right? Freya said, almost making Letta forget about it. Alright, then, let me get ready first. You can wait for me while watching your favorite TV show, okay? Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Letta then refocused on herself, not wanting to dwell on her foolishness. Maybe because at that moment, Letta was also caught up in the mood, so she tried not to me herself too much. Letta then hurried to prepare the soup and porridge that she would bring to Abian, who seemed to be really ill, as he hadnt been seen leaving the house at all. Mom, let me help carry the porridge, Freya said, making Letta look at the small thermos next to her. How about just carrying this? The soup isnt too heavy and is safe; it wont spill, Letta said, finally making Freya nod her head. They then slowly walked towards Abians house, which was only a few meters away. Is Uncle really sick? Freya asked on their way, making Letta look at her little daughters. It seems so. After all, Uncle didnte to the ntation or visit you, did he? Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Until they finally arrived in front of Abians door, Letta knocked on the door of the modest house, but there was no answer. Letta then decided to reach out and open Abians door, which turned out to be unlocked. Abian, are you in there? Letta asked, and only the sound of someone coughing was heard, making Letta decide to just go in. Abian, its me with Freya, Iming in, Letta said, then ced the porridge and soup she brought on Abians kitchen pantry table before guiding Freya to enter Abians room. Abian, its me, Letta said again. Yes,e in, Abian replied weakly, making Letta finally open Abians bedroom door. Letta was surprised when she saw Abians face, which looked really flushed. Oh God, what happened to you? Letta asked before sitting right beside Abians bed, then reached out her hand and widened her eyes when she felt Abians body temperature, which was really high. Have you taken your medicine? Letta asked again, making Abian nod his head. Yes, yesterday I bought medicine at the pharmacy, but it seems the medicine didnt react at all, Abian weakly replied, continuing to cough. In that case, we should go to the doctor, Letta suggested again, but Abian refused and chose to rest, waiting for the medicine to take effect. Freya, why dont you sit in this chair for a bit, okay? Ill get some warm water for Uncle, Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Freya then sat while keeping an eye on Abian, which made Abian smile. Hey, Princess, whats wrong? Abian asked weakly. Uncle, youre really sick, Im worried about you, Freya said, making Abian smile. Yes, just a little dizzy. How about our visit to the night market and the Ferris wheel yesterday? Abian asked. It was so much fun. I bought everything I wanted, and I also rode the Ferris wheel. Although I didnt see the fireworks show, Freya recounted everything she had experienced yesterday with Letta and Marco. Why? Abian asked. My eyes were really heavy, and I was very sleepy. Thats why I fell asleep during the fireworks show. But Mom showed me a photo of when the fireworks were going off, it was very beautiful. Next time, Ill watch it again, Freya said, making Abian smile. At that moment, Letta came with warm water and a clean towel in her hands. Come here, Letta said, making Abian shift towards her. Letta immediately dampened the towel with warm water and ced it on Abians forehead. You should have called me since yesterday. Your condition wouldnt be like this, Letta said, making Abian just smile. Im fine, its just amon fever, Abian said again, making Letta click her tongue in frustration. Stop neglecting yourself. Youre always worried about anything that happens to us, but you always ignore what happens to you. Even though its just a fever, if left untreated, it will be very harmful to your body, Letta, who sometimes felt annoyed by Abians behavior, said. Yes, thank you for worrying about my condition, Abian said, making Letta feel irritated as she tried to lower Abians body temperature. Do you want to eat something? I brought porridge and warm soup, which one do you want to eat? Letta asked, making Abian pause for a moment. How about just the soup? Abian said, making Letta nod. After that, Letta walked back to the kitchen and brought the soup she had prepared earlier. Can you sit up? Letta asked, making Abian slowly and slightly grimacing due to his pounding headache, trying to lean back on the bedrest. Tll feed you, just stay still, Letta said again, making Abian immediately shake his head. Its my body thats hurting, my hands are fine, so let me do it myself. And it seems like Freya is already sleepy, Abian said, making Letta look at her daughter, who indeed seemed to be already drowsy. At that moment, Rose came to take the fruit tes she had sent for Abian, making Letta finally entrust Freya to Rose to take her home. Letta couldnt leave Abian in this condition; she would surely worry. Finish it quickly, Letta said, giving up after the third spoonful. My mouth tastes really bitter, and your throat seems to hurt, Abian said, causing Letta to immediately gaze at him with a worried expression. Thats why, lets go to the doctor. This is definitely not just amon fever. Maybe you need vitamins or something else. You cant just rely on the medicine from this pharmacy. Its not because of the soy sauce incident, which made Abian remain silent, gazing at Lettas worried face. Are you worried about me? Abian asked again, as if not believing in the genuine concern Letta showed him. Do you think I cant worry about you? Its not just you who can worry about us; you are also one of the closest and most important people to me right now. How could I not be anxious seeing you like this? Letta said, to which Abian then reached out his hand. In that case, I should be sick like this more often, Abian said, making Letta hit Abians arm quite hard, causing Abian to wince. Sorry, was that too hard of a hit? Letta asked, making Abian shake his head. No, its just that you look adorable, Abian said, making Letta sigh in frustration. Stop it, this is not the time to joke. You really need to be taken to the hospital. Who knows, there might be something serious in your body. I dont want us to bete in checking it out, Letta said again. But it seemed Abian was stubbornly refusing to be taken to the doctor. Abian then reached out, gently stroking Lettas hand. I think I just need you to take care of me. Im sure Ill recover quickly, Abian said, making Letta roll her eyeszily. But Im not a doctor. I dont know what to do, other than to apply a coldpress to your forehead. I also dont understand about medications, Letta said, making Abian fall silent while continuing to look at her face. How did you spend time with Freya and Marco yesterday? Abian asked again, making Letta once again remain silent while recalling the events she tried to forget. Dont talk about yesterday. Right now, were only discussing your condition, Letta said, making Abian furrow his brow. Did something happen? Did Marco do something to you? Abian asked, making Letta fall silent before shaking her head. NO, its just that I acted like a fool, Letta said, turning her face away, afraid that her face might betray her as she remembered her foolish behavior. Yeah, it seems like you did something foolish. I can guess it, Abian said, making Letta widen her eyes.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. No, its not what you think. I mean, I didnt expect that I would be walking with Marco and Freya together. Thats all, Letta exined, making Abian, of course, able to deduce the expression on Lettas face right now. Letta was trying to hide something from him with an expression that made Abian aware of what had happened between them. I can’t just leave you like this Letta then took the warm towel again after Abian finished the soup in his bowl, with Letta having to urge him to finish it. Lie down again, your body temperature hasnt dropped yet, Letta said, causing Abian to stop Lettas hand movements by gripping her palm. Enough, it wont lower my body temperature. Im not like Freya, who will immediately get better just by using thatpress, Abian said, making Letta click her tongue in irritation. Well, at least Im doing something for you, right? Letta said, making Abian finally reach out his hand. I think I need something else, Abian said, making Letta just stare at him questioningly, until Letta didnt know what Abian was thinking when he suddenly moved closer. Letta felt foolish again. Letta didnt know what was going on in her mind, not knowing how to respond when Abian suddenly pressed his lips against hers, making Letta only realize it after a few seconds. What are you doing? Letta asked, touching her lips which felt warm, especially Abians temperature, which was currently really high, making Letta just stare at Abian in astonishment. One way to lower the fever in my body, Abian said with his usual impassive expression, making Letta finally get up from her seat, but Abian immediately grabbed her arm. J dont know whats on my mind right now. I just want to make sure of something, Abian said, making Letta look at him. What, exactly, do you want to make sure of? Dont you already know that I dont want our rtionship to be ruined just because you keep insisting and are curious about my feelings? Letta said, making Abian pull Letta to sit next to him. Forgive me, I am foolish, but I truly feel that I cant lose you. Although I initially urged you to take Marco back, but after seeing your togetherness, it seems I am truly hurt, Abian said, making Letta remain silent. Apparently, Letta didnt know how to respond to a heartfelt confession like Abians, especially since Abian had always been there for her. Youre not wrong here. I seem to be too dependent on you and it burdens your feelings even more, Letta said, making Abian shake his head. Abian then reached out again, gently stroking Lettas cheek, making Letta feel the warmth of Abians thumb ying around her cheek, which for some reason now felt very warm. Enough, can you ept me? I really feel hurt, much more so when Im experiencing this high fever, Abian said, pulling Letta closer. Abian, we cant do this. I dont want our friendship to be ruined just because of something we force. I also dont want to hurt you, Letta said, making Abian shake his head, their foreheads touching. Letta could feel the impact of Abians hot breath on her face. I beg you, dont leave me. I will truly be hurt, Letta, Abian said, making Letta confused. Was Abian aware of what he was saying right now, or was he influenced by the fever he was currently experiencing, or the medicine he had previously taken? Usually, Abian neverined like this. Usually, Abian always hid his feelings, no matter how painful, but this time, Letta could see how Abians eyes were teary, how much pain he had endured for himself. Abian was about to press his lips against Lettas again when something felt like it pulled Letta away from Abian, and suddenly someone hit Abian, causing Abian to fall back asleep on the bed, making Letta shocked. Then, turning to look at Marco with a hardened jaw. What did you do to my wife? Marco said, already moving closer to reach for Abian, who looked helpless, getting one hit, probably because of his very poor condition, making Abian look very pitiful, and that made Letta unable to let Marco hurt him again. Letta immediately pulled Marcos arm before he could hit Abian again. What are you doing? Why are you hitting someone whos sick? Letta said, making Marco only smile disdainfully.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. What, a sick person? Hes just a man pretending to be sick in front of you, so he can get your attention. Cant you see? Cant you differentiate between someone who is sick and someone who is two-faced? Marco retorted, leaving Letta utterly perplexed by his thoughts. You can check his body temperature, you can check his current condition. Hes truly sick. He needs my help, and Im very worried about him, and you suddenlye and give him a punch, Letta said, making Marco about to respond to Lettas words when she ignored him. Letta walked straight towards Abian, seeing the corner of Abians lips looking split and oozing a bit of blood from Marcos blow. Youll be fine. Look, the cab. Ill treat you, Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in frustration. Marco then pulled Letta away from Abian, but Letta pushed him back harshly. Leave me alone. Youre an outsider. You shouldnt meddle in what Im doing, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Im worried about you. What if he does something he shouldnt do to another mans wife? Marco said, making Letta now smile disdainfully at him. Who are you calling another mans wife, me? I have no ties to you. Iam just a single woman with one child. I dont have a husband, or any ties to anyone else. So, Abian has the right to do whatever he wants to me, as long as I dont mind, Letta said, making Marco unable to contain his emotions any longer. Marco rubbed his face roughly and immediately red sharply at Letta. So, youre now defending that man? Marco said, making Letta stare back at him sharply. Yes, I prioritize Abians current condition. Im more concerned about him than having to deal with someone who cant control his emotions, someone who is temperamental and only thinks about his selfishness and arrogance. Im even more unsure about introducing Freya to the man who will be her father. Im afraid shell be disappointed to see you like this. Do you know, what she loves is the Uncle she adores. Shell surely be disappointed when she sees the injuries inflicted on Abian, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Marco could now grasp what Letta was saying, that Abians presence was more important to Letta and Freya than his own. Its better if you leave now and never e to this ce again. Arent you already healed? Letta said, trying to clean the corner of Abians lips, who could only remain silent. Abian truly felt his head pounding, especially after the sudden attack from Marco. I cant just leave you like this. Even if I have to force it or keeping for you, I dont care, Marco said, seemingly no longer able to think clearly or act cautiously. His anger upon seeing another man touch Letta seemed to have overwhelmed him. Do you want me to go back and start my new life with Freya elsewhere? Then you find me, and we have to move again, thats what we have to do. Havent you thought about that? Letta asked, making Marco rub his face roughly. Thats why you had to run away from me, why you had to avoid me? Couldnt you just ept me back? Marco said, making Letta finally straighten her body. Abian, I hope you rest. Ill call the doctor and ask Rose to check on your condition. Ill go home and see if Freya has woken up or not, Letta said, ignoring Marcos words. However, when Letta was about to turn around, Abian grabbed her hand again. I still need you. I hope you can check on me again, Abian said, closing his eyes with a whisper-like tone. It seemed the influence of the medication for his rest had started to work. Ill see youter, Letta said, then released Abians hand and just walked past Marco. But Marco couldnt stay silent. Marco immediately stepped forward as he reached another room in Abians house. I dont want to argue with you. Its better if we stop our argument this time, Letta said, feeling tired. Apparently, Marco hadnt changed at all. He was still as arrogant, selfish, and temperamental as before. Im sorry, I wont force anything. We just need to talk it out. I beg you, I just want to talk to you, Marco said with a pleading face, which made Letta push his hand away roughly. I dont need any exnations, and I dont want to talk about anything with you. For me, our rtionship is over. And for the next few days, consider that Im giving you the chance to see your little daughter. After that, I wont be able to let Freya meet you or get to know who you are, Letta said, making Marco pull Letta even tighter into his embrace. Marco held Lettas waist as she tried to push him away. Dont push me away again, please. I could turn into someone you dont even recognize anymore. I could be someone more terrible than this. If you really cant ept me, then please, give me a chance while I want to fix everything. I want to change myself, my life, and also build our rtionship from the beginning, Marco said, with dark eyes, gazing at Letta, as if Letta was drawn to his dark past they had once lived through together, and that she couldnt let go of the man before her. we can be happy Letta tried to avoid Marco, who was now following her and constantly blocking her path. Letta also didnt want to fight in someone elses house, especially when Abian was sick. This made Letta rush to her house, although in the midst of her steps, Marco once again prevented her. Fortunately, this wasnt a crowded ce, and there was only a vineyard illuminated by dim lights, allowing Letta to express whatever she was feeling to Marco. You hurt me by gripping me so tightly, Letta said, making Marco finally try to loosen his grip, but not letting go even a bit. Marco was afraid that Letta would leave him again, and it would be difficult for Marco to find Letta again if shepletely got away. Please, listen to me first, Marco said, making Letta try to bite her lower lip as hard as she could. Letta didnt know, perhaps she would hurt herself, but that was all she could do to express her anger right now. Theres nothing more we can talk about. I dont want to listen to any exnations from you. Its enough for me to know that youll never change. Youre still arrogant, youre still selfish, and youre still temperamental. I thought in these 2 years you could change your attitude, but its hard to change someone who has always been like that, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. I really couldnt control myself when that bastard tried to kiss you earlier, Marco said, once again making Letta look away, trying to release Marcos grip, which turned out to be more difficult than she thought. Enough, I told you, Abian is sick. Hes under the influence of medication. He probably doesnt realize what hes doing. I know, even though you know Abians feelings for me, hes never been that disrespectful in the 2 years hes been with me. He continues to help me and keeps me safe. And also, hes not like the man who hurt me before, Letta said, making Marco silent. Of course, Marco knew that sentence was directed at him, as the one who hurt Letta in the past.Original content from N?velDrama.Org. I know the feeling of guilt. I know you cant forgive me that easily, but Im taking the chance. I really cant let go of you and Freya, Marco said, making Letta unsure Of what to do to make Marco step back and stay away from their lives. Was there no other way, or was it destined by God that she would remain in Marcos clutches? Cant you let us go so we can be happy? Cant you just watch us from afar? Cant you pretend not to recognize us? Isnt it enough for you to do all that? Letta asked, making Marco silent for a moment, before Marco reached for Lettas hand and gently held both of them. Marco kissed the back of Lettas hand, allowing Letta to feel the sincerity from Marco. However, the feeling of remorse and anger that now gripped her heart seemed not enough with the sweet gesture Marco was showing her. Marcos plea weighed heavily on Lettas heart, making her feel as if her eyes were stinging from the tears she had been holding back. Im not a good man, as you know. I cant see you living freely without me. I know your feelings for me cant change. I must still want you and love you, right? So, please, lets live happily and start over. We can tell Freya how she was born out of the happiness and love we shared. I beg you, Marco said, making Letta truly feel the weight of his words. I cant do it, Marco, Letta said, causing Marco to tighten his grip on both of her palms. Whats your reason for not epting me back? Is my mistake that unforgivable? Marco asked, trying again to make sure and listen to Lettas definite reasons. Im afraid of getting hurt, especially now that Freya is here. I dont want Freya to feel the pain I once felt, Letta said softly, causing Marco to shake his head. And I wont let that happen. I swear by anything, Ill promise in front of thousands of people, or maybe even swear in Gods name, that Ill never hurt you. And if it happens, Id rather die than let you go, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a pleading gaze. Of course, Letta believed every word Marco said because the man in front of her would do anything he said, like he had intended that he would never be able to let go of her and Freya, and it would certainly happen. Then, the foolish vow he made to die would alsoe true if Letta agreed to it. You can have a better life than this. Out there, many women yearn for you. Wouldnt it be great for you to start a new life with someone else? Letta said, still trying to persuade Marco to understand their current situation. Im sure you know best that I cant start over with anyone else. Thats why Ive been like this for the past 2 years. If perhaps I werent a man who had such strong love for you, I wouldnt have suffered for these 2 years. Id rather spend all my money on women who want to date me every night, but I cant do it. Ireally cant let you go, Letta, especially with Freya between us. That makes it even harder for me to live in misery for these 2 years, Marco said, making Letta release Marcos hand. Her knees even felt shaky, causing Letta to bow her body while hugging her knees. Letta really couldnt hold back her tears any longer, causing Marco to finally bend his knees. Marco could see Lettas shoulders trembling. I beg you, dont cry. Is my request that painful? Marco said, but Letta didnt even answer, until Letta looked up with teary eyes. She wiped away the tears that flowed down her face. Give me time to think about everything, Letta said, then got up from her seat, allowing Marco to see the different gaze in Lettas eyes. How much longer do I have to wait? Have these years not been enough for me to wait for you? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. I cant make a decision that quickly, Marco. I wont just consider myself or you. I have to think about Freyas situation, how were going to tell Freya about our lives. I dont want the pain I felt to be experienced by Freya. Even though I havent fully forgiven you, I dont want Freya to hate the man who would be her father, you know? Letta said, leaving Marco silent. Of course, Marco understood what Letta meant, and eventually he nodded. Alright, Ill wait for you, no matter how long you need to think about it. Ill keep waiting for you. It seems like these years havent been enough for you, and I seem to have be an expert at that. So all I ask is that you never push me away and never disappear from my sight again because I really cant handle going through it alone anymore, Marco said, leaving Letta speechless. He let Letta turn away from him. Even though Marco wanted to embrace Letta, he would give her time to think, as long as Letta didnt push him away and they didnt disappear from his sight again. Marco could endure and wait, as long as they eventually returned to him. Marco then chose to get into the car. He had no intention of leaving Lettas yard. He would stay there overnight, even though Pedro had prepared everything for him at a small hotel on the outskirts of the small town. Still, Marco didnt want to shift his gaze even a bit. He was afraid Letta might run away from him when he was not looking. Marco fell silent as the raindrops began to patter on the car window. It grew heavier with time, causing Marco to squint as his view started to blur. Where the modest house stood would possibly crumble if Marco wished it. Marco wanted to ask Letta if she had been happy during these 2 years. Had she truly felt liberated from the shackles during the 2 years they were apart? Did Letta genuinely feel happy, even though Marco now knew he was selfish? But still, letting go of Letta would never happen in his life, unless Letta herself told him to disappear from her life. Marco then tried to lean his seat back, even if just to sleep in the car. It wasnt torture or anything for Marco; he would be more at peace than going toa hotel and being away from Letta and Freya. Perhaps, for now, Letta didnt know that he had been staying in the car in her yard for several nights. But when Letta found out, she would definitely chase him away. Perhaps, he would move, but not to leave the vicinity of Lettas house. Marco then looked at his palm, specifically his ring finger that still bore his wedding ring. Marco didnt know if Letta noticed it or not. But all this time, Marco had never removed the object that bound them. Even if it was removed, the stark contrast in the skin on his ring finger was evident. This made Marco grasp his finger tightly. He was confident that he could bring Letta back into his life. harvest grapes Marco was slightly startled when someone suddenly knocked on the car window, prompting him to blink and focus his gaze on the window. Letta was trying to peer into the car as the car Marco was driving couldnt be seen from the outside. Marco lowered the car window, revealing Lettas displeased expression as she red at him. Dont tell me youve been sleeping in this car all night? Letta asked, making Marco look around before responding, Yes, as you can see. I apologize. Are you bothered by my presence? But Im not taking up much space in your yard. This car isnt that big, right? Marco replied, making Letta snort. Thats not the problem, you stalker. What if people around here see you? What if they say youre a stalker or a bad person? Letta said, making Marco smile. What people? Arent there just a few houses here? Besides, look at the distance. Im just being cautious, in case theres a bad person who might harm you, Marco said with his absurd reasoning, leaving Letta rubbing her face roughly. Come on. Ive been living here for years, and its safe. There are no criminals or anything, except for any neers with such intentions, Letta said, looking at Marco suspiciously. Are you using me? Of course, I wouldnt have any ill intentions toward you. On the contrary, I intend to protect you, Marco said, leaving Letta unable to argue with this man. She finally tried to assess Marcos condition. Letta couldnt just ignore or pretend not to notice Marcos pitiful state; she could imagine how ufortable Marco must be at the moment. Get out. You can clean up inside the house, Letta said, causing Marco to break into a wide smile. May I? Marco asked to confirm. Freya will probablye out soon and join me in the vineyard. I dont want her to ask difficult questions, you know shes a little critical, Letta said, nodding. Yes, my daughter is indeed very clever. She is also very attentive. You must have had some difficulty raising her all this time, Marco said, leaving Letta shaking her head. Theres nothing difficult about raising Freya. On the contrary, Im the one who hasnt been a good mother to her, Letta said, leaving Marco silent. He could see the sadness in Lettas expression. He was about to respond, but Letta interrupted him. Enough, its better for you to clean yourself up first and do whatever makes youfortable. Im sure youre not feeling well right now, Letta said, causing Marco to finally nod. Yes, sleeping in the car all night without going to the bathroom made him somewhat ufortable. Marco didnt waste the opportunity Letta offered. Not long after, Marco entered the bathroom to clean himself up, while Letta tried to wake Freya up. Darling, wake up. Its morning already. Arent we going to harvest grapes together? Letta asked, gently shaking the small figure curled up under the nket. Is it morning already, Mom? Freya asked, trying to sit up and focus her gaze, making Letta smile and nod. Yes, its morning. What do you want for breakfast this morning?N?velDrama.Org content rights. Anything you give me, Ill eat it. But this morning, I want pancakes with hot chocte. That will definitely be delicious, Freya said, still not fully awake, giving Letta a cute look that made Letta smile. Alright, sit down. Ill prepare breakfast, Letta said. But as Letta was about to leave the room, Freya turned to look at her again. 10 more minutes, then you can go to the bathroom. Its better if you try to get some fresh air by opening the bedroom window. Okay? Letta said, causing Freya to furrow her brow. Why? Usually, you always tell me to go to the bathroom right away, Freya asked again. Someone is using your bathroom. Maybe theyll be done in 10 minutes, so Ill be in the kitchen. Okay, tidy your bed and open your bedroom window for some fresh air, Letta said, causing Freya to nod without asking further. Meanwhile, Letta immediately prepared the breakfast as requested by Freya, and 10 minutester, Freya came out. At that moment, she bumped into Marco, who had juste out of the bathroom with wet hair dripping onto his shirt. So, uncle, you used my bathroom? Freya asked, making Marco smile. Sorry, I didnt ask for your permission first. But it was your mom who told me to use the bathroom, Marco said, making Freya shake her head. Thats okay. I was just asking who used my bathroom besides my mom. Are you done, uncle? If so, Ill clean up. Im hungry, I want breakfast, Freya replied, making Marco look at Lettas back, who seemed to be preparing breakfast. Why dont we go for breakfast first before you use the bathroom? Marco asked, making Freya shake her head again. Mom will be mad. She always says we have to clean up before we can have breakfast, so its better if you help Mom, and Ill clean up. How about that? Freya said, making Marco smile and nod. That sounds like a good idea, thought Marco, who then walked towards the kitchen pantry as Letta was preparing breakfast. Do you need my help? Marco asked, making Letta startle slightly. No need, just sit there. Ill be done soon. Has Freya gone into the bathroom? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, she seemed a bit annoyed that I used her room, Marco said again, making Letta smile for a moment. Shes not annoyed, shes probably just not used to it because it used to be just the two of us in this house, Letta said, making Marco nod. Somehow, Marco felt like he had truly be a part of this small family, a father, mother, and child. Preparing breakfast in the morning to wee the day would surely feel sweet if he could experience it every day, Marco thought, as he finally walked closer to Letta. What are you making for breakfast? Marco asked right behind Letta, making Letta slightly startle as her small back made direct contact with Marcos body. Letta could even smell the fresh scent emanating from Marco, albeit sweetly scented with strawberry, presumably from Freyas soap, but for some reason, it smelled different. Pancakes and hot chocte. Its Freyas request, so you better wait, youre in my way, Letta said, as Marco reached out his hand, causing Letta to widen her eyes slightly. I like pancakes, can I join you for breakfast? Marco asked again, making Letta sigh resignedly. Thats why I told you to sit down, it means Ill provide breakfast. Remember, just for this morning. There wont be any more in the future, because I also dont want you to keep staying in that car and sitting in the yard, Letta said. After that, she was about to turn around when Marco still didnt move from behind, making them really close at the moment. Enough, I said sit before Freya really sees us, Letta said, choosing to look the other way. Why does it matter if Freya sees us? Hasnt she ever seen her mother this close to a man before? Marco asked again, sounding like a whisper, making Letta finally, reluctantly, push Marcos body. Marco didnt want to make Letta even more annoyed. If he did, she might kick him out without giving him breakfast. Marco was just teasing her, as it turned out Letta could still y along when she was teased. Okay, okay, Ill sit here quietly because I dont want to be kicked out before I get my breakfast. You know, Im really starving because I didnt eat anything overnight, Marco said, making Letta roll her eyes. In fact, who asked him to stay outside all night, Letta thought, until finally, after breakfast was finished, Freya came out looking fresh. Mom, Im done, Freya said, making Letta smile, as did Marco. It seems our scents are the same, Marco said, making Freya approach, then sniff Marcos scent. Thats probably because Uncle used my soap. It smells like strawberry, doesnt it? Very sweet, Freya said, making Marco smile and nod. Yes, it seems like I should buy soap with that scent too. Its really refreshing, Marco said, making Freya pause for a moment. Why doesnt Uncle buy a scent like Moms? It smells like flowers, but when I wanted to use it, Mom said it wasnt suitable for me. Only for adults, Freya said again, making Marco look directly at Letta, who widened her eyes. yes, Uncle also wonders why your mom didnt lend her bathroom, but instead your bathroom. Does she not like it when someone else has the same scent as hers? Marco said, making Freya and himself look at Letta, who could only avert her gaze. Letta didnt refuse to lend her bathroom, its just that there were many important items that Marco shouldnt see in her bathroom. That was Lettas reason for choosing to lend Freyas bathroom instead. Abian is just worried Letta and Freya gazed at Marco, who had now changed into suitable clothing for going to the vineyard. Although his pants were a bit short, Letta couldnt help but think that whatever Marco wore always seemed to suit him. Perhaps it was because of his handsome face, which made Freya smile. Isnt uncle looking funny? she said, causing Letta to shake her head. Is my appearance that bad? Marco asked, realizing that Freya wasughing at him, but he just shook his head. Not bad, just that uncle looks funny in those pants, he said, making Marco smile. Alright, then Im ready to help with your grape harvest today. Whats my task? Marco asked, making Letta and Freya smile at each other before taking some tools and handing them to Marco. So, your main task is just to follow us. Later youll know what I do at the vineyard, Letta said, and Marco finally followed Letta and Freyas footsteps. asionally, Marco looked at Freya, who was chatting with her mother. Sometimes Freyaughed, sometimes she looked like she was whining, until Letta told her to put down all the tools she had previously given to Marco. Look, this is how you harvest, Letta said, then began to show how to cut the grapes and choose the ripe ones. Remember, dont touch these grapes. We cant harvest these yet because the color is not right. Look for the ones that are red like this, Letta exined, making Marco nod. And one more thing, dont touch this part, Letta said, making Marco pay attention to how his wife exined it carefully. Do you think I can do it until here? Letta asked. Of course, thats very easy, Marco said, then began to do what Letta had just shown. Letta could tell that there was nothing Marco couldnt do once he was taught. Besides, this was just picking grapes, everything would be easy. Alright, then you can harvest the ones on this side, Ill take the ones on that side, Letta said, making Marco reach out his hand and pull Lettas hand when she was about to move away from him. Why dont we harvest them together? Wouldnt it be faster? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Actually, to finish quickly, we need to divide the tasks. Youre on this side, Im on that side, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. No, its better if we do it together. That way, if I make a mistake, you can immediately correct me. Wouldnt that save time, right, Freya? Marco said, making Freya, who had been busy with her doll, just nod without knowing what her parents were talking about in front of her, making Letta sigh. Alright, then, but remember not to fool around and not to bezy, because I want to finish before sunset, Letta said, making Marco nod. They then started picking the grapes one by one and storing them in the baskets provided. Once the basket was full, Marco would move it to the storage shed before Letta moved it to the city. The sun is getting hotter, Marco said after a few hours. He tried to refrain from chatting with Letta, as she would surely ignore him and not respond in the slightest. Of course, its gettingte. Thats why we have to hurry, Letta said without looking at Marco in the slightest. Marco looked at Letta with sweat dampening his face. Well then, you rest. Ill take care of it, Marco said, finally making Letta nce at him for a moment before shaking her head. No, well do it together. Besides, this is actually my job. You should rest. You must be tired and not used to this kind of work, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Are you underestimating me? I can even do it twice as fast. You rely on me. Dont believe me? You can rest and give me an hour, I can take care of it from here, Marco said, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. Letta didnt not believe that Marco could do what he said, she just didnt want to delegate her tasks to someone else. No, thank you. I believe what you say. You can do it. But I still want to keep picking, and Im afraid youll make a mistake, Letta said, making Marco about to respond again when Letta chose to move away from him. Sweetie, sit under that tree over there. The sun is getting hotter. Ive prepared your favorite drink and some fruits and snacks, Letta said, making Freya immediately look at the big tree where she usually took shelter. Arent you tired, mom? Freya asked, making Letta shake her head. I catch upter. Ill apany uncle first. You go there quickly. Look, your face is already red, Letta said, finally making Freya nod. After that, Freya walked to where Letta had prepared her provisions. Letta then returned to Marcos side and picked the remaining grapes. Where did you learn to grow these grapes? Marco asked, still focused on the grapes in front of him. I learned it from the inte. I learned from the people around here, Letta replied casually. Why did you decide to make a vineyard? Marco asked again. Because this is the only thing that can be nted in this vastnd. Besides, the care is not too difficult, and Im sure I can do it. For the past 2 years, I have been building it from scratch. And of course, there are people who have helped me, so I didnt have much trouble with other things, Letta answered, making Marco fall silent. Of course, one of them must be Abian, who helped her. Then, with that man, why is he still by your side? Marco asked, causing Lettas movements to halt. Dont you know? He must still have hope for you, right? Marco guessed again, making Letta sigh deeply. Abian is just worried about our well-being. He just cant leave us. Thats all. Besides, he also said he wouldnt go abroad again to pursue his hobby, so he chose to settle here, Letta said, making Marco nod his head. Thats what I meant. He must have a strong reason to stay here. I heard that he had some good opportunities if he continued his career, Marco said, making Letta finally look at him. Are you indirectly trying to find out about Abian? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. When I was looking for you, I also got information about Abian, and indirectly got some personal information. I felt more and more that he doesnt give up easily, Marco said. After that, he picked up the full basket of grapes and took it to the warehouse, making Letta look at his upright back. Letta didnt know how to respond to Marcos question about Abian. Somehow, the situation was reversed when she was with Abian. Marco must have been the subject of discussion, and now with Marco, Abian became the subject, making Letta unsure of what was going on in the minds of the two men who might want to hurt each other. Rest with Freya. Ill catch up in a few minutes. Its just a little more. Poor Freya is alone there, Marco said, seeing Letta seemingly forcing herself. He saw sweat drenching the side of her face and her reddened face. Marco couldnt force Letta to continue harvesting her grapes. Im a man. You can rely on me. Even though you want Abian to do it, but sorry, that man is currently lying sick. And you have no other choice but to rely on yourself, Marco said, making Letta finally sigh deeply. Letta also had no choice but to refuse him, as Marco would surely continue to persuade and force her. Okay then, please help, and remember you have to rest and meet me and Freya there soon, Letta said, opening her gloves and putting down the scissors she had used earlier. Letta slowly walked over to Freya, who was snacking and drinking her favorite drink. How is it, refreshing, isnt it? Letta asked before sitting right beside her daughter, making Freya nod. Why didnt Mom bring Uncle? Freya said with her mouth full of snacks. Uncle insisted on finishing his work first, then hell catch up, Letta said, making Freya look at the bright sky. The sun is scorching. Will he be okay? Freya asked again, making Letta smile while pinching Freyas cheek yfully. Of course, dont you see how big Uncles body is? He can definitely be relied on. Hes strong, Letta said, making Freya smile. Yes, just like Uncle said. Hes a superhero, the worlds savior, Freya said, making Letta chuckle. Is that his nickname? Letta asked, making Freya nod. Yes, and Uncle bes the White Horse Prince, and youre his daughter, Freya said, making Letta truly unaware that the two men woulde up with such a fairy tale. In your opinion, who is more powerful, the prince or the superhero? Because earlier, Uncle asked me who was more powerful between the two, but I couldnt answer, Freya said, making Letta seem to be thinking the same as herself when pressed like that. It was difficult to be caught between two stubborn men, Letta thought, who finally just smiled in response to Freyas words. Dont think too much about it. Sometimes Uncle and Marco act more childish than you, So you just need to smile to respond to it, Letta said, making Freya nod while continuing to eat her snacks.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g destroying my life Letta then chose to entrust Freya to Rose because even after evening, they still couldnt finish their current grape harvest. This made Letta rush back to approach Marco. Are you not tired? Letta asked, looking at Marcos sweaty face. Marco responded to Lettas gaze, now starting to pick grapes again. Actually, I should be asking that. Arent you tired? You should just go home with Freya, and I can finish it. Besides, theres just a little left, Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. I cant let you harvest the grapes alone. You might not finish until night. So, we can do it together. It will be better that way, Letta said, making Marco finally agree. They then elerated their movements because the sun had started to set, and it needed to be done quickly to store it in the warehouse. It took about 2 hours, but they finally managed to finish it. Marco immediately carried the grapes into the warehouse, while Letta tidied up the equipment they used. Letta then approached Marco, who was now taking off the gloves he had been wearing. Come home, clean yourself up, Letta said, making Marco stop in his tracks, before finally following the steps of the woman he longed for. How the small back was forced to remain upright and strong made Marco feel even further from Letta and difficult for him to reach her. Letta and Marco then entered and saw Freya eating snacks with Rose. Is the grape harvest done? Rose asked, making Letta nod. Sorry for making you suddenly apany Freya, Letta said, making Rose shake her head. Its okay. Besides, I was free anyway. You should have asked me to y with Freya from the beginning, so Freya wouldnt have to be out in the heat in the garden, Rose said, making Letta smile. Rose then nced briefly at Marco behind Letta before giving a faint smile. Rose then got up from her seat. Thats it. I have to go home soon because John will probably be home soon too. Well y again tomorrow, okay, Freya? Rose said, making Freya nod. Thank you. Youve made yourself busy again, Letta said, making Rose just smile before saying goodbye to go home. Letta immediately looked at Marco. Clean yourself up first in the bathroom, Freya, Letta said, making Marco nod. However, before Marco went to the bathroom, he approached Freya, who was watching TV on the sofa. What snacks are you eating? Marco asked, bending his knees, making Freya look at the small bowl in front of her. Biscuits, Uncle want some? Freya asked, making Marco nod. Freya immediately took one of the doll-shaped biscuits and then reached out her hand. Unfortunately, my hands are dirty. Can you just put it in my mouth? Marco asked again, making Freya nod before starting to feed Marco. Letta saw this, always feeling that the closeness between them was easily established. Perhaps because their emotional bond made them not even slightly awkward. Letta then chose to clean herself, ignoring the scene that was actually very enjoyable for her to see. Letta walked, taking off her dirty clothes one by one, putting them in theundry basket, before finally entering the bathroom. Letta doused her body with cold water, trying to cool her mind. It reminded Letta of a few moments ago when they took shelter from the scorching sun. Letta didnt know what came over her at that time. A few hours earlier. Letta stroked Freyas hair as she slept in herp, causing Marco to look at Letta and Freya alternately. Freyained to me, Marco said, making Letta look at the man who could still be called her husband, or not. What did shein to you about? Sheined that shes not as beautiful as you because she doesnt have the same face as you, Marco said, making Letta nod. She has oftenined like that, and its normal, Letta replied, making Marco look at Letta, who was now looking at their little daughter.N?velDrama.Org content rights. Has it been very difficult for the past 2 years? Marco asked, looking at Lettas very small palms. Surely, with those small hands, Letta struggled with all her might to provide for their lives. It was difficult at first, especially when I was pregnant with Freya, but there was always a way out. There were also good people around me, so many people helped and worried about me, Letta replied without looking at Marco, who was still staring intently at her. How could you even think of leaving me when you were pregnant? Marco said, making Letta remember how she felt excruciating pain when all her memories returned. Because for me, if I stayed, I would just continue to hate you, and I didnt want to do that. At least, if I left you, I felt like I could repay all that pain without having to see it directly, Letta said, as they would surely feel the pain that Marco felt if she were to hurt him directly. Yes, and you seeded in destroying my life. But for me, its truly a fair retribution for what I did to you. I still cant forgive myself, let alone you, Marco said, making Letta finally respond to his mncholic gaze. Of course, Letta now knew that the look Marco gave was sincere, his words were sincere, and in his heart, he regretted all the things he had done to her. How is Arabe doing? Letta asked, trying to change their conversation topic, making Marco remember that Lettas departure was rted to her former fiancee. Shes doing fine. In fact, shes soon going to marry a prince from thend of fairy tales, Marco said, making Letta look at him with a furrowed brow, causing Marco tough cheerfully. I mean, she has found the fiance she has always dreamed of. Isnt it that a woman always dreams of a prince? Yes, right now, thats the expression I can use for Arabes situation, Marco said, making Letta nod. They fell silent for a moment, until Marco looked sharply at Letta again. I was angry with her for a while and even held a grudge against her, Marco said, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. Why? Letta asked. Of course, because she was involved and helped you meet Abian, and allowed you to leave, Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Arabe didnt know when I left, I left with Abian, Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, I had figured it out. Even when I wanted to go to meet you, I intended to get rid of that man, but it turned out he had already helped you and apanied you while you were here. So, I think that redeemed his mistake because he helped you leave me, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Yes, Abian has done a lot of good for us. He has given up all the life he could have had just to stay in this small town, Letta said, always making Marco want to ask this question. Then why dont you ept him back into your life? Because Im sure and its very clear that he still hopes he can return to you, Marco said, making Letta fall silent. However, it seemed that Letta had no intention of answering Marcos words at all. Letta finally chose to slowly lift Freyas head to rest on the pillow she had prepared earlier. Shes rested enough. Ill go back to pick the grapes, Letta said, getting up from her seat. Before Letta could take a step, Marco grabbed her arm, making Letta turn back. You havent answered my question, Marco said, making Letta brush him off. Theres nothing for me to answer, especially such a personal question, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. But I still need to know, Marco said again. No, you dont need to know. Its about my life, so I dont have to answer if I dont want to, Letta said again, making Letta turn around. But once again, Marco pulled her quite strongly, causing Letta to fall into Marcos embrace. Even now, Marco enclosed her among the lush trees that provided shade and his sturdy body. Freya could wake up, so dont do anything inappropriate, Letta said, ncing at Freya, who was still sleeping soundly. What kind of inappropriate thing do you think I would do? Marco said, making Letta remember when they did something that hadnt made her heart race in a long time, when they were at the windmill with a fireworks disy. Letta could only turn her face away, not wanting Marco to see her flushed face, but it seemed toote when Marco smiled. Do you remember that night? Marco asked again, making Letta look at those sharp eyes that now gazed at her with a faint smile. No, just forget it. Its better if we get back to work now, Letta said, but Marco only drew closer. Even now, Letta could feel the warm breath of Marco against her face. I already said if Even before Letta could finish her threat, Marco suddenly kissed the corner of her lips, making her whole body tremble violently. Letta didnt know why Marco always behaved so recklessly like this. Was he not afraid that she would get angry again? At that moment, Letta pushed Marco away, who was smiling satisfied, as if he had seeded in teasing her again. Can I trust you? Letta then tried to dry her wet hair with a towel because a few days ago she forgot to fix her hairdryer. So, it seemed that tonight she would sleep with wet hair. For Letta, that was not a problem. What needed to be done now was to prepare dinner for them. Letta hurriedly left the room and saw that Marco had finished cleaning himself. He had even changed into casual clothes that always concealed his figure. Letta saw Marco eating snacks that Freya fed him while watching Freyas favorite show, as she walked behind the sofa they were sitting on. What do you want for dinner? Letta asked as she walked towards the kitchen, making Marco look at Letta who was starting to open the refrigerator. I want sausages and eggs, maybe with chicken, Freya said, making Letta nod before looking at Marco. Are you also waiting for my answer? Marco asked, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. If you can eat whatever I provide, Letta said, beginning to select the ingredients in front of her. I mean, I thought you were just borrowing the bathroom. If so, I can go to my car. Ill look for food nearby, Marco said, making Letta forcefully close the fridge. No, I can prepare the food for the three of us. So, sit and keep Freyapany while | cook, Letta said, making Marco nod. Letta then busied herself with the ingredients for their dinner. For a while, they were just focused on their activities until Marco settled towards Letta in the kitchen. Marco got up from his seat, approached Letta, who was cutting vegetables. Do you need my help? Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. No, thank you. I can do it myself. Besides, arent you not talented in the kitchen? Letta replied, remembering how her husband seemed not particrly skilled in his small kitchen. Havent you eaten my cooking before? It wasnt that bad, was it? Marco said, making Letta look at him for a moment. But this is my kitchen, so I dont allow you to touch anything in my kitchen, Letta said, making Marco nod and lean against the pantry. Okay, then Ill just watch you, Marco said, making Letta feel like she was letting Marco do whatever he wanted. However, a few minutester, Marco kept staring at her, and Letta felt like her face was about to explode. youd better sit and keep Freyapany again, rather than standing there and bothering me, Letta said, making Marco just look at her with a questioning gaze.N?velDrama.Org content rights. What did I do? I was just standing there watching you. I didnt do anything to disrupt your cooking, Marco said, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. Your gaze is unsettling, so its better to stay away, Letta said, causing Marco to finally smile. It was a sign that his gaze hada significant influence. Are you nervous because Im paying attention to you? Marco asked, causing Letta to finally choose to remain silent, because if she kept answering, Marco wouldnt back down. Until finally, Marco seemed to be bored with their silence. He then walked over to Lettas side, looking at Lettas face up close. Stop it, Marco, or else its probably better for you to go back to the car as you said earlier, Letta said again, seeming to be getting annoyed. Do you still often dream about me? Marco suddenly said, causing Letta to almost cut her own fingers instead of the vegetables she was holding. Dont talk nonsense. Do you want me to cook something dangerous for you if you keep doing this? Letta said, making Marco just stare at her with a serious look. No, Im just telling the truth, because [ still keep thinking about you. It feels like I want to stay in the dream, rather than having To wake up again. For me, its worth it, as long as I can be with you and see you smile happily, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, as Marco felt like he had never seen Letta smile genuinely since they met again, except when with Freya, and even then it was as if he saw Freyas happiness. Only then did she smile. Marco still hadnt seen Lettas own happiness for herself. Youve been wrong all this time. Im happy, especially since Freyas presence, Letta said again, but Marco shook his head. You dont need to go to such lengths to deceive yourself. I know you. Of course, youre very happy with Freyas presence, but you still havent found your own happiness, right? Does that have anything to do with me? Marco said, which finally made Letta put down her knife roughly. I beg you, stop it. I dont want to talk about anything that you want to know, Letta said, making Marco look towards Freya who was still focused on the TV screen in front of her. Marco seemed to be able to confirm Lettas current feelings because, ording to Marco, there was no chance to be this close to Letta anymore. Because most likely, tomorrow Letta might kick him out. And you know Im not a man who gives up easily. I will definitely continue to ask whatever I want to know, especially if it concerns you, Marco said, making Letta seem to no longer be able to contain her frustration. Well then, after the meal is ready, our meeting ends here. You can go back to your life, because I dont want any more rtionship between me, Freya, and you, Letta said. After that, she turned around, but when Letta turned around, Marco immediately pulled her. Marco pulled Lettas neck and their lips met, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta immediately pushed Marco away, causing their kiss to break. Letta was about to shout at Marco and scold him, realizing that Freya would definitely be disturbed by their argument. Finally, Letta pulled Marco away from the kitchen, specifically to the room where she usually kept unused items in that corridor. Freya probably wouldnt hear or see their argument there. What are you doing? Dont you see Freya over there? What if she sees or hears our fight? She still cant ept our rtionship, let alone this really messy rtionship, Letta said, clenching her fists. Yes, I know. Thats why I did it, so that we can discuss this between the two of us, Marco replied, seeming to be what he wanted, because if Marco chose to talk to Letta and ask for time, she wouldnt agree. And I have nothing to talk to you about, so stop it. Ihave to prepare dinner for Freya soon before she gets sleepy, Letta said as she was about to leave Marco, when Marco stopped her. Marco immediately pushed Letta and cornered her against the wall, making Letta widen her eyes. Of course, Letta had to be cautious about what Marco had done to her several times. Dont deceive yourself. You must be reacting to what Im doing because youre still thinking about me, you still prioritize me, and you still hope that at least our rtionship can be repaired, right? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Thats a foolish thought that I will never do. I dont want to give up my happiness with Freya just to ept you back, Letta replied, making Marco truly feel pushed away. But Marco wouldnt back down just because of Lettas harsh and hurtful words. Marco immediately brought his face close, making Letta turn her head, so Marco could smell the fresh scent from Lettas neck. Marco approached, making Letta close her eyes, feeling the soft lips of Marco now touching her neck. Give me a chance and make you both happy. Thats all I want, Marco whispered right behind Lettas ear, making Letta only able to clench her hands tightly. As Marco continued to y with her neck, Letta tried to push Marco away. However, Marco only cornered her more. The harder their bodies pressed against each other, the more Letta felt her breath bing tight. Letta also couldnt scream, because she didnt want to disturb Freya or make her disturbed by her TV-watching activity. I will continue to do this. I will keep trying until you can ept me. Cant you see the sincerity Im giving? Isnt it enough to torture me all this time? So please, Letta, trust me this once. If I break yourst bit of trust, I will truly disappear from your life. I promise that. So, please, Marco whispered behind Lettas neck, making Letta only able to close her eyes. Finally, Letta slightly pushed Marcos shoulder, making Marco stop his movements. Marco could see the redness that he had just caused on Lettas neck. He looked into Lettas eyes, which were now watery. Can I trust you? Letta asked, making Marco nod. Yes, just onest chance, and I will truly make the most of it. If I waste the chance you give me, I myself will leave you, without you having to ask. I will disappear from your life, maybe even from this earth, Marco said, making Letta truly seem shaken. As if she also wanted to give Marcoa chance. Finally, Letta reached out her hand, pulling Marco closer and their lips met, making Marco feel as if this would never happen. This was something he had never before imagined. When Letta gave him a chance, when he could feel how warm Lettas lips were now touching his. Letta herself gave him a chance. So, Marco wouldnt be able To waste it. He would ept it and use it as best he could. He promised himself, even his own life, that he would never waste Letta and Freya for the rest of his life. He would only bring happiness and happy smiles to them. Just trust everything to me Marco then looked in Lettas direction as she emerged from Freyas room. After that, he walked closer. Has Freya fallen asleep? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Letta then sat not far from Marcos position. Letta didnt know if the decision she made was right in giving Marco a chance. However, as stated by Abian and her own intuition, she felt the need to give herself a chance as well, not solely for Marcos sake. Letta wanted to experience whether she would truly be happy if she weed Marco back into her life. Letta was slightly taken aback when Marco reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek. What are you thinking? Marco asked, eliciting a warm gaze from Letta in response. Nothing, just thinking. Until when will you continue to stay here and sleep in the car? Letta said, because all this time Letta actually knew that Marco didnt sleep in the hotel prepared by Pedro. Instead of sleepingfortably, Marco always slept in his car, whether in his driveway or on the side of the road not far from his house. Until you and Freya are willing toe back with me, Marco said, making Letta fall silent, then shaking her head. I dont know. Can I leave my life here for the past 2 years? Letta replied, causing Marco to tightly grip Lettas hand. You dont have to leave it. We can have someone take care of this ntation and the simple house. And when we have free time, we cane here for vacation. Besides, isnt Freya old enough to go to school now? We cant just keep letting Freya stay here, can we? I know the distance to the school from here is quite far and it will surely consume your time. I also dont intend to leave you all in this small ce, Marco said, causing Letta to ponder. They did live far from the hustle and bustle, requiring time to go to school and other ces. And as Freya grew older, she would certainly need expenses and time that would be taken away from Letta. I dont know either. I still dont know what I should do right now, Letta replied. Marco then approached, pulling Letta and embracing her, stroking the back of the woman who was still his wife. Just trust everything to me, you just need to rely on me for now, and I will handle everything. Didnt you promise to give me a chance? Marco said, making Letta nod. However, for some reason, even though Letta had given him that chance, it didnt mean her heart feltpletely at ease. What would your parents say if I brought Freya back? Letta asked. All this time, Marco had never even mentioned his parents. Perhaps they already hated Letta, or whatever they had done made Letta reluctant to find out the truth. They will just follow what I want. Besides, Iam not a little child that they have to constantly manage. They trust that the life of my family, I will live it and do my best for my family. And another thing, it seems they will be happy to meet Freya again. Right now, they must be missing their grandchild, Marco said, making Letta also unsure of what kind of gaze they would give when they saw Freya. Although Letta had no doubt, because Freya was so simr to Marco, there was no reason for them to think otherwise.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. So, what do you think? Marco asked again, making Letta shake her head. Marco then stroked Lettas cheek, stopping at the corner of his wifes lips, where a while ago Marco finally got to feel again how sweet Lettas lips, which he had longed for, were. Although he couldnt kill the longing that he had harbored for years. Ihave to think about it, I also have to talk to Freya about us. Although she is a smart child, our life is too heavy for Freya to digest, especially when she knows that you are the stranger who saved her life. I have to find a way to tell her properly, Letta said, making Marco nod. Yes, I trust you. You will definitely say whatever is best for Freya. I wont pressure you, I will wait for you here, Marco said, making Letta finally nod. Letta believed that Marco would not drag her back to their big house at this moment. Besides, Letta still couldnt leave behind what she had built over the past two years, which had also saved her and Freyas life. They fell silent for a moment, until they finally looked at the clock, where it was time for them to rest. And tonight, Letta couldnt let Marco sleep outside after what they had done a while ago. It felt too cruel to leave the father of the child she had epted curled up in the car in this freezing air. For tonight, sleep here. I dont have another room, but you can sleep on the sofa. I will get you a nket and a pillow, Letta said, making Marco smile. But when Letta was about to get up from her seat, suddenly Marco held Lettas wrist, making Letta look at him. Why? Letta asked, looking at Marco questioningly. Can you sit with me for a little longer? I still want to see your face and talk about you two, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. But, youve been working hard in my vineyard since this morning. You must want to rest, you must be tired, right? Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Not at all. Trust me, do Iin about fatigue or anything else? Marco asked, leaving Letta speechless. Of course, Marco didntin or anything. But still, his new job of picking grapes was definitely not easy for Marco, who had been ustomed to sitting quietly in his grand chair all this time. While Letta had be used to it over the past two years. So maybe, ording to Letta, Marco needed to rest at this time. But it seemed to contradict what Marco wanted at the moment, making Letta finally heave a long sigh and sit back next to Marco. I want to hear the story about you, Marco said, although he broadly knew what had actually happened to Letta from the information Pedro had obtained. But still, Marco wanted to hear it directly from Letta. That means I have to remember my difficult past, when I first left you, Letta said, making Marco fall silent. Actually, I dont want to dig it up again. I also dont want you to relive the cruelty I have done. I dont know why, I always feel like I want to know anything that happened to you, especially about our child, Marco said, making Letta finally fall silent while looking at her palm, now held in Marcos warm, tight grasp, as if Marco was asking Letta to rely on and trust him. l asked Abian for help to leave that big house. At first, I didnt ask Abian to stay by my side. I just asked to be taken to a distant house, where I could take care of my child properly. And thats when Abian brought me here. He introduced me to Rose, but I didnt expect that Abian really lived here. Although at that time, I knew he had an attractive offer from severalpanies that would employ him, Letta said, making Marco understand why Abian took that reason, how the man still harbored hope for Letta. I also couldnt force Abian to stay away from me at that time. I just let Abian do whatever he wanted to do, and at that time, for some reason, I started to rely on Abian during my difficult times. Until eventually. At that time, I wasnt sure if I could be a good mother after I separated my own child from her father. But that was all I could think of. I didnt know if I could be a good mother while still harboring the pain you inflicted. Thats why I chose to forget everything by leaving you. I also didnt want Freya to grow up with a mother who couldnt give her love wholeheartedly and sincerely. The only way I could forget everything was by leaving you, because I wanted to take care of Freya properly, Letta said, making Marco fall silent, as if feeling how difficult it was for Letta at that time to first part from him, causing her life to crumble and fall apart. At that time, I also began to build my current business, nting grapes, seeking rtionships, finding people who were willing to work together to manage my grapes. And Abian and Rose helped me. I was lucky that Abian had an acquaintance like Rose who helped me take care of Freya. It was also Rose who helped and taught me how to take care of Freya, as this was my first time. I am grateful. Although there arent too many people around me, having them is enough for me. Thats why Iam happy, even though its far from the hustle and bustle, at least this environment is safe, Letta exined again. Thats why it was difficult for Marco to find Letta at that time, because this small town was truly untouched by his reach. It took Pedro years to finally find Lettas trace. In the end, Marco pulled Letta back into his embrace. Even for me, listening to it was very difficult to ept everything, especially with you. I was truly the cruelest man in this world. Forgive me, Marco said sincerely, making Letta only able to return the embrace from her husband. Letta also didnt want to dwell on all her pain, but at least Marco had to know the struggles she and Freya had faced at that time, how they had navigated life from the beginning together with Freya. I miss this scent of yours Finally, Letta was able to tell everything that Marco wanted to hear, recounting her entire life and the beginnings of her feelings of happiness, sadness, frustration, touched moments, and the pain she felt when leaving Marco, and enduring with Freya. Letta revealed everything to Marco so that he knew that it was what she felt when she left all the beautiful and painful memories about him. Marco then brought his face closer to Lettas, making Letta close her eyes as she felt the warm breath of Marco enveloping her face. Iam the cruelest yet fortunate man to have had you. I didnt know that from the beginning our fate seemed ironic, and it must have been very painful for you. And I am fortunate that you were willing to ept a man like me, Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta also didnt know how she could develop such feelings for Marco. Although from the beginning, it was only the pain that Marco inflicted, it seemed that was also what made Letta have the opposite feelings for her husband. Despite the pain that Marco inflicted, he also cared for her deeply, loved her sincerely, and protected her in his own way. I dont know, I cant respond to your words right now. I also dont know what I really feel right now. I just want to give youa chance and give Freya a chance. Thats all I can think about right now, Letta said, making Marco nod. And I will never disappoint you again, Marco said, then pulling Lettas neckline, pressing their lips together. Letta gripped Marcos shoulders as she felt Marcos tongue slipping into the crevice of her lips. Marco pulled Lettas waist, making Letta finally sit on hisp, without releasing their connected lips. Especially when Letta felt how hisrge hands slipped under her clothes, causing her whole body to react instantly. Perhaps it was because Letta hadnt felt anything familiar like this in a very long time, or whatever it was. Because it was easy for Letta to ept Marco with his warm and gentle touch. Letta could feel when Marco started to deepen their kiss, when Marco began to press the nape of her neck. How their tongues intertwined with each other made it difficult for Letta to take a breath. Until finally, Letta pushed Marcos shoulders a little, seeing how his eyes were staring at her with a hazy gaze, as well as herself, her face heating up and blushing, indicating that she was responding to what Marco had done. It was only a moment for Letta to take oxygen for her lungs, when Marco pressed the back of her neck and their lips touched each other again, making Letta unable to resist. Marco then released their connected lips, moving down to Lettas neck, making Letta only able to wrap her arms around Marco, as Marco gave a gentle kiss on her neck, intending to leave a rosy mark. When Letta forbade him, Dont leave any marks, Letta said between breaths that sounded beautifully melodic in Marcos ears. I dont promise anything, Marco said, making Letta finally pat Marcos chest, then shaking her head. Freya can see that, and Freya will definitely ask about it. I still cant give an answer that I have to exin to Freya, Letta said, making Marco tug at the corner of his lips. You can say that its a bug that bit you, Marco said, winking at her, making Letta roll her eyeszily. Come on, for now, dont do anything, okay, Letta said, making Marco not even respond. Marco hugged Letta again, breathing in the scent of his wife deeply. I miss this scent of yours. I didnt throw away anything you used to wear. Everything is still the same, neatly arranged. Whether its your clothes, your toiletries, or anything rted to you, Marco said, making Letta immediately look at Marco questioningly. Is that so? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, there was even one of the servants who was about to tidy up my room and identally wanted to throw away the lotion that even had a little bit left of yours, and I fired him immediately, Marco said, making Letta immediately stare at him with wide eyes. Just because of that lotion? Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. Yes, its because you didnt leave enough belongings for me. It seems like you nned it all. You even got rid of all your belongings so that I wouldnt be reminded of you. No, but I found those things, Marco said, as he remembered clearly when Letta left That house. She even took all her clothes or anything rted to her. But Pedro managed to find all those items and bring them back to hisrge house because Marco couldnt bear to lose anything rted to Letta. Marco rearranged everything quite neatly, as if Letta was still in that grand house. Although during those 2 years, Marco spent most of his time busy at the office, he still wanted the house not to lose Lettas presence. She was thedy of the house, and that would never change. How could you find it, even though I arranged it quite well? Letta said again, making Marco smile. Thats why I have Pedro by my side. He can do anything that others cant do, Marco said, making Letta seem unable toment on Pedro. Then rest. Its alreadyte at night, and theres still a lot of work left tomorrow morning, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. I still want this. I still miss you. Even doing just this doesnt feel like enough. I really want to keep you in my embrace for as long as possible, Marco said, making Letta immediately give him an intimidating look, then shake her head. Remember, theres Freya now. Freya also needs me, so you cant monopolize me alone like before, Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Yes, I couldnt even resist at all with our little daughter. I wonder what kind of reaction Freya will give when she finds out that I am her father? Will she hate me? Marco asked. Of course, Letta had no intention of vilifying Marco in the slightest. She wouldnt mention the big mistakes Marco had made. Why she left him. And thats Lettas homework right now. Letta had to find the right words and reasons to give to Freya, so as not to vilify Marco to her little daughter. Because right now, Letta just wanted Freya to ept Marco as her father, nothing more. At least Freya also had to get aman who could be the best father figure for her, and Letta couldnt say that Marco was the man who had hurt her so deeply. Arent you nning to sleep with me tonight? Marco asked, making Letta immediately look at him with a questioning gaze. What? Letta asked, widening her eyes. No, no. I mean not like that. Its just that I want to sleep with you, in a good way. I dont want to ask for anything more than that, as long as you dont ask me first. You know, dont you, that we are still husband and wife, but I still wont touch you if you dont want it. Tonight, I just want to sleep as usual. You and I sleep side by side, without doing anything. You know what I mean, right? Marco said, making Letta silent before trying to think if what Marco said could be trusted. You promise you wont do anything, Letta said, because in fact, Letta could have done what had just been said, without her asking, Letta would easily be swayed. I promise, I wont do anything, or push in any way. I promise, I just want you to be by my side. I havent slept soundly for a very long time, Marco said, and what he said was true. It seemed that for years Marco had never slept soundly at all, because he couldnt smell Lettas scent, which was slowly fading from his kiss. Okay, then. But remember, you have to wake up before Freya does, okay? Letta said, making Marco immediately furrow his brow. Why? Arent we going to say thatm her father? She will understand, wont she, if we sleep in the same room? Marco said, making Letta shake her head. Not for now. At least we have to exin it first, so that Freya wont be too shocked, Letta said, making Marco finally nod his head. Okay, then. So we will rest now, and I wont sleep on the sofa, right? Marco asked again, making Letta just nod her head. I agree, under the conditions you mentioned earlier, Letta said, making Marco finally smile widely. They then entered Lettas private room, and at that moment, Marco felt like he could live again, as he sensed the familiar scent that he had not felt for years, how Lettas scent filled a room. I like this room, Marco said, even though the room was not as big and luxurious as the one he upied. But still, this was the best room, because there was Lettas scent in it.Txt belongs to N?velDrama.Org. Just say it honestly if youre notfortable sleeping on that hard mattress. You can book a hotel, Letta said, but Marco, without answering, immediately ran andy down on the bed, making Letta just shake her head. As usual, Ill sleep on the left side, and the right side is your habit, right? Marco said, recalling Lettas sleeping habit. Letta then climbed onto the bed where Marco had patted a spot for her. It feels like this is not my room, but your room, Letta said, and then Marco opened both of his arms. It seemed that at this moment, Marco was inviting Letta to sleep in his embrace. Im not sure if it will befortable or not, Letta said, making Marco immediately smile sweetly. I can even make you sleep soundly until tomorrow morning. You trust me, dont you, that I can provide warmth for you, Marco said with the words he uttered for her. But Letta didnt hesitate to fall asleep in Marcos embrace, as it had been a very long time since Letta felt sofortable sleeping in this position, close to Marco. I don’t have it Letta then blinked when she felt the sunlight beginning to enter through the curtains of her bedroom window, but that wasnt what made her feel different this morning. When arge hand now encircled her waist, Letta immediately turned around, seeing Marco still softly snoring behind her, and after that, Letta could only draw the corners of her lips unintentionally. The smile seemed to automatically greet her morning just because Marco was by her side. Letta didnt know since when she had longed for a morning that felt so warm like this, nor did she know since when she started feeling sleep that didnt make her feel at ease at all. Last night, when Marco said that he would definitely fall asleepfortably, it made Letta truly feel it, to the point that she didnt even wake up in the middle of the night. Letta then turned to look at Marco, who was still closing his eyes, and for the first time, Letta could see Marcos face up close after such a long time. His high nose, his eyes that used to gaze at people with a sharp look, now looked closed with beautiful eyshes framing them, his strong jawline, and his full lips made Letta finally reach out to caress Marcos face gently, making the corners of Lettas lips twitch again with just the small touch she gave to Marco. But Letta eventually stopped her movement because she didnt want to wake the man who could still be called her husband. Marco once again apanied her through the night, making Letta feel something warm spreading to her heart, but just as Letta Was about to pull her hand back, Marco suddenly stopped her. Marco grasped Lettas palm before slowly opening his eyes. Good morning, the morning greeting with a still hoarse voice made Letta silent with her heart beating fast. Did you sleep well? Marco asked again, making Letta nod her head. Yes, it was certainly evident from your loud snoring that I couldnt sleep, Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. Since when did I never snore while I sleep? Letta said, making Marco just shrug. How can you deny it? You were the one sleeping. How could you know that you snore or not? J heard it all night, it was hard for me to cover my ears because you were really sleeping in my embrace, so my hands could only hold you, Marco said, making Letta realize once again. Even their current position was the same, with Marco opening both of his hands to embrace Letta, until Letta chose to get up from her sleep. However, Marco immediately pulled Lettas waist back. Letta then extended her hand and pinched Marcos waist. At that moment, Marco began to hold both of Lettas wrists, allowing Letta to exert all her strength to continue giving a lesson to the man who had underestimated her. Between the two of them being busy with their banter, they didnt even realize when a little child was looking at them with a bewildered expression. What are you doing, Mom? Freya asked, making Marco and Freya immediately freeze in silence. Letta then looked at Marco, and then turned to look at Freya standing right behind her. Sweetheart, are you awake? Letta asked, then releasing Marcos grip on her, just as Marco got off the bed. Yes, 1am awake, and I heard Momsughter. It turns out Mom is with uncle, Freya said, making Letta finally look at Marco, who also seemed confused about what he should exin to Freya. In fact, Mom Letta hadnt even had the chance to exin their current situation, when Marco walked closer to Freya. Have you made your bed or opened the window like your mother always tells you every morning? Marco asked, making Freya nod. Yes, Ihave. I was about to clean up, but before that, I always say hello to Mom. Thats why I came to Moms room, Freya said, making Marco turn to Letta, who was still silent on the bed with the nket still wrapped around her body. In that case, okay, you will also clean up. How about this morning we make breakfast and let your mother do something else? Marco said, making Freya pause for a moment before smiling broadly. Can I, Mom? Freya asked, seeking Lettas approval, making Letta look at Marco, who was nodding as if urging Letta to approve his idea. Yes, Letta answered, having no other choice, making Freya immediately turn back to look at Marco. Uncle, can we make breakfast for Mom? Freya asked, as if to make sure, making Marco nod his head. Of course, we will make a special breakfast. How about that? Marco said, making Freya nod enthusiastically. Alright then, its better if we clean ourselves first. You can freshen up, and Ill freshen up as well. After that, well head straight to the kitchen, Marco said, causing Freya to nod. However, as Freya was about to leave Lettas room, she suddenly halted and turned back to look at Marco. Then, what about you, Uncle? Dont you usually use the same bathroom? Does that mean I have to wait for you? Freya asked, causing Marco to shake his head. For today, your mom has allowed me to use a different bathroom, so we can clean up separately, and well be done around the same time, okay, Marco said, making Freya nod. After that, Freya went out to clean herself, and then Marco looked back at Letta, who seemed to still be silent. Are you surprised? Marco asked, making Letta nod. Of course, she was surprised. So surprised that Letta didnt even know how to exin their situation to Freya. Dont worry, dont give her exnations that are tooplicated. Shes still young, even though she has a sharp mind, shes only three years old, and we have to exin it as best as we can within her capacity to understand, Marco said, once again making Letta fall silent. I dont know, I still dont understand, and I still dont have a n for what Im going to say to her, Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then reached out and gently stroked Lettas face. Dont worry, Ill exin everything, and you just need to be there, nod, and agree with what I say, Marco said, now looking at Letta, making Letta finally look back at Marco with raised eyebrows. Are you sure you wont exin anything strange? Letta asked, making Marcough. Do you think Im someone who always does strange things? Marco asked, making Letta immediately answer by nodding her head. Yeah, sometimes your words are unpredictable, and maybe you could do something that Freya shouldnt hearter, Letta said, making Marco just smile. Marco then pulled Letta and embraced his wife. Dont worry, I can handle this, and I can exin what were going to reveal to Freya in anguage that she can easily understand. You just need to trust me, Marco said, making Letta choose to exhale deeply. Then, I just want Freya to know that you are her father, and theres something that has made us like this. I still havent thought of the reason, because I cant possibly exin everything in detail, right? Letta said, making Marco understand what Letta was thinking at the moment. Telling their whole story to Freya was too difficult, and it wouldnt make Freya understand, no matter how intelligent she was, she was still a child, Marco thought. Ive already taken it upon myself to handle it. Right now, what we need to do is for you to lend me your bathroom so I can make breakfast with Freya right away, Marco said, heading straight to the bathroom. There was still something Letta needed to hide there. Alright then, you can use the bathroom, but wait, I have to go in for a moment. For 5 minutes, donte in and peek, okay, Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows.N?velDrama.Org content rights. What are you hiding in there? Marco guessed as he got up from his seat, making Letta rush and run towards the bathroom. Dont peek! Letta eximed, then closed the bathroom door. Letta grabbed some underwear hanging there. Somehow, even though Marco had known before, it still felt strange to Letta this time, making Letta quickly put it in the dirtyundry basket. Done, you can use it, Letta said, making Marco immediately look towards the bathroom. Are you hiding tools that make you- Marco hadnt even finished his sentence when Letta immediately opened her mouth. Letta quickly covered Marcos mouth and widened her eyes. No, I dont have tools like that. Im just hiding my personal stuff, Letta said, finally gripping Marcos arm and pulling his hand away from her mouth. What kind of thing do you mean? Perhaps you really know, or maybe youre hiding it. I know life has been tough without a man for the past 2 years, but I didnt expect you to have a reason like that, Letta. The innocent one I knew, turns out shes secretly Stop, I dont have it. So, its better for you to clean up before Freya finishes first, Letta said, cutting off Marcos rambling. What was the use of having such a tool, Letta thought, making Marco only able to smirk teasingly at Letta, truly making his morning entertained, Marco thought, something he would always do if Letta responded like that. Yes, you can call me ‘Dad,’ As Marco had previously mentioned, he and Freya were now in the kitchen, looking at the ingredients already on the table. So, Uncle, what are we going to make? Freya asked, also unsure of what she should do. After all, it was Marco who had suggested making breakfast, so Freya would just follow whatever Marco instructed. Currently, besides being busy with the ingredients in front of him, Marco also had to look at recipes on his smartphone. Wait a minute, Uncle has to find a recipe that matches the ingredients we have, Marco said again, looking a bit puzzled, making Freya immediately look at him with raised eyebrows. Did Uncle invite me to make breakfast without any prior nning? Freya asked, inspecting Marcos expression, which was currently glued to his phone, as he looked at the recipes that he was now reading one by one. Yes, it was a sudden invitation from Uncle, why? Marco asked back. That means Uncle cant cook? Freya asked again, making Marco finally look at his little daughter. I dont know, Uncle also doesnt know whether Uncle can be considered good at cooking or not, because if Uncle looks at the recipe, at least the food Uncle makes can be eaten. So, how about it, do you still trust me to help make breakfast for Mommy? Marco asked, making Freya nod her head, albeit with a little hesitation. Well, at least before, Marco had cooked, Freya thought, and now it seemed Marco had already found the recipe for what they were going to make. Okay, well make toast, eggs, sausages, and sd. Are you ready? Marco asked, making Freya nod her head. Alright, what should I do? Freya asked again, making Marco finally instruct Freya to spread butter on the bread they were going to toast, while he chose to do other tasks like cutting vegetables for the sd, cracking eggs, and others. They were busy with their respective tasks, making Letta, who was watching them while sipping hot chocte in front of the television, just smile. Letta didnt know how messy the kitchen would be after they finished cooking. However, it seemed seeing how Freya wasughing while cooking with Marco made it all worthwhile, even though Letta might have a hard time cleaning upter. Letta then chose to sip her hot chocte again while watching some TV shows, when she caught a slightly disturbing smell. Are you burning the food? Letta eximed, making Marco immediately turn around, noticing the smoke starting to rise above the stove. No, no, its fine, just a little brown, Marco said soothingly, then turned off the stove and disposed of the slightly burnt egg.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g Alright, its better to show you this egg now. When it turns slightly yellow, it means the egg is cooked. You just call Uncle, and Uncle will finish the sd, okay? Marco said, making Freya nod. Letta didnt know how long it took to make toast, eggs, sausages, and sd, but after counting, it seemed that even after more than 2 hours, they werent finished yet. Letta finally decided to get up from her seat because she was getting bored, and stood right at the pantry table as she had imagined. The floor, even the pantry table, looked full of wasted food ingredients. It seems like Mom will never let you make breakfast together with your uncle again, Letta said, making Freya just smile. But its fun, Mom. I can learn to spread this. Look, its easy, and I can do it next time if you make toast, I can help you because I can do it, Freya said, making Letta nod. Of course, Mom will need your help, but not with others, okay? Letta said, making Freya nod. After Letta intervened, they were finally able to serve breakfast that looked slightly deviated from the recipe Marco had previously seen. The toast looked too brown, and the eggs were in the same condition. The slightly better one was the sd, just because it was given some mayonnaise. Yeah, this isnt bad. Ill try it, Letta said, making Marco and Freya fall silent while watching Letta start eating each of the dishes. Yes, this is still edible. Good for your first try, Letta said, making Marco and Freya immediately smile. They then joined in calmly eating their breakfast, asionally discussing light topics, until Letta looked at Marco, as if questioning the next n after they spent time cooking together. Freya, would you like to go to the City Park with Uncle and Mom? Marco asked suddenly, making Letta fall silent. Indeed, they had no schedule today, and it seemed she wouldnt refuse Marcos invitation either, making Freya look at Letta with sparkling eyes, as if asking for her opinion on whether she could go to the city park, making Letta finally smile at her daughter. Yes, that sounds like a good idea, Letta said, making Freya cheer again. When will we leave? Freya asked again, now getting off her chair. After you finish your breakfast, well leave immediately, because if it gets toote, it will definitely be very hot. Do you like ying with bubbles, right? Marco said, making Freya immediately enthusiastic again. Freya sat back down and finished her breakfast, and in the park, Marco nned to tell her everything. Marco chose to make Freya enjoy the game there. They then finished their breakfast, with Letta helping Freya get ready. They immediately left the house and got into Marcos car. Even on the way, Freya couldnt stop smiling, telling that this morning, for some reason, she felt very happy after making breakfast with Marco. Now, she was going to the city park that she asionally went to one or a few weeks, Letta took her there. Can I have ice cream and cotton candy there? Freya asked, making Letta fall silent for a moment. If its ice cream, okay, but for cotton candy, no. Didnt you finish so much a few days ago? Mom also couldnt take you to the dentist and check on the condition of your teeth? Letta said, making Freya fall silent, but Freya still agreed. Alright, ice cream is fine, I can eat that, okay, Mom, Freya said, making Letta put out her hand, then nodding her head. You can do anything else, except for cotton candy, Letta said, and they immediately continued their journey to the City Park. Marco then parked his car at the city park. ying with bubbles was one idea to let Freya know that the man she had been calling Uncle was actually her father. Marco and Letta watched their little daughter ying bubbles with other children, how Freyasughter made Marco and Letta feel the happiness of their little daughter. Look, even her smile looks just like yours, Letta said, making Marco look at Freyas face, which looked more like his own. Yes, I know. Isnt she very beautiful? Marco said, making Letta look at Marco and clench her fist. Of course, because she is my child, she will definitely be very beautiful, Letta said, making Marco burst intoughter. Doesnt her face look like mine? That means I have more influence on her face, right? Marco said, for some reason since the morning, he always wanted to tease her and didnt want to lose in an argument, making Letta finally fold her arms while looking back at Freya with a annoyed look. Thats when Marco reached out and poked her cheek with his index finger. So, are you annoyed right now? Marco asked, as Letta just brushed his hand away. Marco then approached, pulling Lettas waist. Marco leaned in, then kissed Lettas neck, making Letta widen her eyes as she looked at Marco disapprovingly. Hey, look, there are a lot of people around us. What if someone notices us? Letta said, moving a bit away from Marco. No one will notice us. Theyre busy with their own business. Besides, why does it matter if we look like a couple waiting for our child? Its okay for us to be affectionate like this, Marco said casually, making Letta pout. Well, thats normal for you, but not for me. I really dislike it when people pay attention to me, Letta said again, making Marco nod. Yes, but at least from now on, people will surely pay attention to you because you are with a man like me. Isnt my presence alone already drawing attention? Marco said confidently, making Letta just shake her head. I hope Freya doesnt inherit your overly high self-confidence, Letta said, making Marcough. They fell silent again, watching how Freya started to look tired, with flushed cheeks and sweat dampening the side of her face. Letta finally chose to call the little girl. Sweetie, the sun is quite hot now. Come and rest, Letta said, making Freya finally run to her mother. Freya sat between Marco and Letta, who immediately wiped the sweat from Freyas face gently. Look, arent you tired? Letta asked, making Freya shake her head. No, Mom. Its actually fun. I want to y bubbles like this every day with those kids, because if Im at the ntation, I rarely get to y, and I only y with Rose. Its boring, Freya said, seemingly already getting tired of her everyday life, ying with those people only, making Marco look at Letta, who returned his gaze. Yes, arent you going to school soon? You can have many friends and get to know them, Marco said, making Freya immediately turn to Marco with sparkling eyes. Really? Freya asked, making Marco nod. Freya then looked at Letta, who didntment at all. Is that true, Mom, what Uncle said? Marco asked, making Letta nod, but when Letta answered Freyas question again, Marco suddenly nudged her. Sweetie, can you start calling me Dad from today? Marco said, making Letta, for some reason, immediately feel her heart pounding. As Letta had said earlier, she didnt need toment and only needed to trust Marco to exin everything to Freya. Meanwhile, Freya, who was now looking at Letta with enthusiastic eyes, made Marco smile. Marco reached out and gently stroked Freyas face. Yes, you can call me Dad, because I really am your father, Marco said, making Freya then look at Letta, who nodded. That indicated that Letta also shared the same oeinion as Marco. Why did Uncle be my dad? Freya asked, as Letta could predict that Freya wouldnt immediately ept it. She would definitely ask Marco some questions about his exnation regarding her own father. Because before this, your mother and I were a couple. We were married, and there were things that caused us to separate just like that. And then we had you. That means I am your father. You have a father. Im sorry it took me so long to meet you, Marco said, making Freya immediately look at Letta. Is that true, Mom? Freya asked, seeming not to believe that she had a father, making Letta nod her head. Yes, dear, this uncle is your father. Im sorry, I waste to exin. I was just looking for the right time to talk about this. I was afraid you wouldnt ept a new person in our lives, Letta said, while Freya still didnt show the relieved expression. However, the next moment, when a smile appeared on Freyas lips, Letta immediately turned to Marco. Why would I reject it? Isnt it great to have a dad? That way, Mom will have a friend, not just a roommate who can help Mom, and whenever I want to y, anytime. Isnt that what we Call a dad? Freya asked, making Marco widen his smile. Yes, thats one of the reasons. You can even ask me for anything. I will protect you, make you happy. Thats why Ill be present in your life from now on, Marco said, making Freya smile too. But, Mom, arent you happy that Uncle is my dad now? Freya asked, seemingly still not fully understanding the words that Marco and Letta wanted to convey. However, at least Freya knew that Marco was her father now. Letta then shook her head, smiling warmly at Freya. How could Mom reject it? Because he really is your father. So right now, you can be proud. If there are friends who ask about your parents, you have a mother anda father who will always make you happy, Letta said, making Freya nod. Marco then opened his arms wide. Soe here, my girls. I will never let you go again. I will make you happy, Marco said, making Freya and Letta finally hug Marco tightly. The end The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!