Marco continued to stare blankly at the flat screen in front of him, his mind filled not with the emails that were currently flashing across it, but with the image of a woman who had accompanied 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. It's still working hours. Don't you have a job? Are you too relaxed that you keep hanging around in front of me?" Marco asked, causing Jonas to shrug nonchalantly.
"That's the life of an heir to the Milis Group fortune. I don't 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, you'd 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 friend's words.
"It's you who should be worried here, not me," Jonas replied, making Marco furrow his brow.
"Don't try to equate me with you," Marco said, trying to refocus on the flat screen in front of him.
"Come on, don't hide it anymore. You're not good at hiding any secrets from me. Didn't you sleep with a woman a few weeks ago at your company's anniversary party? How's she doing?" Jonas asked, as he had previously mentioned that Marco couldn't keep any secrets from his friend, who was either too clever or too carefree to bother with his issues.
"I don't know," Marco replied casually, causing Jonas to sit up straight.
"Does Ara know?" Jonas asked again, causing Marco to let out a long sigh.
"If she knew, I wouldn't 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 Ara's 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.
"Shouldn't you find out who that woman is?" Jonas asked, causing Marco to fall silent.
"I know you don't care about this trivial matter, but you have to remember that you're one of the most sought-after men, by both women and men, and there are many who want to destroy you. Aren't you afraid that one of the people who dislike seeing your success might be the woman you slept with? She might have captured that moment that night and suddenly appear and make it public. I can't imagine what would happen to you," Jonas said, leaving Marco speechless. Of course, he had considered this, but it wasn't as terrifying until Jonas articulated it with such a frightening tone.
"Stop talking nonsense. She won't do anything. She's just an ordinary woman who, somehow, was with me that night," Marco said, trying to think positively, but it seemed his friend wasn't done with scaring him.
"Or perhaps she's 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 she's 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? Wasn't 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 she's pregnant or not," Jonas said, something that hadn't occurred 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 didn't 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 Cinderella left her glass slipper for a prince, and the woman, whose name he didn't know, left her bright red lingerie on the bed, Marco couldn't comprehend what the woman was thinking, abruptly leaving after spending the night with him. Was she scared, shocked, or something else, Marco couldn't fathom.
"I can't 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, I'm not done talking to you. We need to come up with a plan to find that woman," Jonas said, but Marco raised his hand.
"Go back to your company. I can handle my own affairs, and one more thing, don't even think about discussing this with Ara. If she finds out, I know exactly who to blame," 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 the last sip of his drink.
"It seems like the love story of my friend is about to get more interesting. I wonder what he'll 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 friend's life was too monotonous. At least, having that one-night woman could add a little more color to his friend's life, Jonas thought.
Letta looked back at Marco, who was now sitting next to her, his gaze focused on the road ahead where the congested cars filled the streets. Somehow, Letta felt the timing was a little off because the traffic jam was consuming their remaining time on the road. If the traffic had been smooth, they would have reached the shopping center in about 15 minutes. It had been more than 30 minutes, yet their car hadn't moved an inch. Letta could see how Marco's jaw was clenched. It seemed that it wasn't just the traffic jam making Marco look angry, but also someone who had sent flowers to her that they still didn't know about. Letta had only read the card, which said the flowers were as beautiful and charming as her. It seemed that was why his emotions finally surfaced. Letta then stroked the back of Marco's hand, which was now gripping the steering wheel, making Marco look deeply at Letta. "Are you still angry?" Letta asked, making Marco finally sigh deeply. "I'm not angry," Marco replied, ma
Marco then smiled and approached Letta. He then embraced her from behind, taking over the watering of the plants and turning it off before releasing her carelessly."It's okay, don't be angry like that. If you keep making that face, I might just devour you anytime," said Marco, causing Letta to want to respond. However, Marco immediately placed his index finger on his wife's soft lips."No protests. I truly had no intention of disparaging your cake. I was just worried that if you went down to the kitchen, you might get hurt," Marco finally said, causing Letta to sigh deeply."I do have to go down to the kitchen as a woman, as a future mother. Of course, I have to provide delicious meals for my husband and my children. You know, everything I forget truly makes me forget how to cook. Isn't that normal?" Letta asked, making Marco shake his head."You don't need to do that. What's the point of hiring the best cook in this house if you're going back to the kitchen in the end?" Marco said,
Marco furrowed his brow slightly when he realized Letta wasn't by his side. He felt anxious and worried, especially when recalling bad memories. He put on his bathrobe and hurried to the bathroom. After checking the empty bathroom and dressing room, Marco noticed scattered clothes belonging to Letta, reminding him that he forgot to take Letta shopping.After freshening up, Marco changed into casual clothes and headed downstairs. As he passed the guards and servants, they saluted and bowed, something that was usual at Marco's house. As he was about to head to the garden, he heard a commotion coming from the kitchen, prompting him to furrow his brow and decide to check first before looking for Letta. In the kitchen, Marco was surprised to see Letta sandwiched between two servants and Desi, observing the messy state of the kitchen."What are you doing?" Marco asked, and seeing his wife's face made him smile broadly. Letta answered somewhat irritably, "Come on, if you want to tease, you b
Marco got out of the car carrying a box of cakes and went straight into the house."Where is Letta?" Marco asked as he passed one of the servants."She's in the garden next to the house, sir," the servant replied, causing Marco to glance at his watch, which read 2:00 in the afternoon."Didn't we take a break after coming back from the garden earlier?" Marco asked, causing the servant to shake their head and bow."Madam was seen strolling with Desi, but I didn't see her go into her room," the servant said, making Marco heave a long sigh. After that, Marco walked towards the garden on the side of his house.There, Marco saw Letta sitting not far from the edge of the pool, sipping tea and nibbling on some snacks that seemed untouched. Marco furrowed his brow as he saw Letta gazing at the pool."What are you thinking about?" Marco asked, making Letta startle slightly and smile as she looked at him."Are you back already?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head."So what's making you think
Marco immediately stepped inside. Currently, Marco had made an appointment with one of the doctors who had previously treated Letta. He knocked on the door, entered, and sat in front of the doctor, who smiled at him."Mr. Jovanka, how can I help you?" the doctor asked, making Marco nod."Yes, I need the doctor's assistance," Marco said, causing the doctor to furrow his brow. The doctor was actually a bit surprised because just a few hours ago, he had met with Marco to examine Letta. Shortly after that, Marco contacted him again to make an appointment, but this time for himself. The doctor finally chose to listen to what the heir of the Jovanka estate really needed."Yes, what kind of assistance do you need?" the doctor asked, making Marco look at him seriously."I want to ask first, can my wife recover to her previous state?" Marco asked again, making the doctor furrow his brow slightly."Are you referring to her memory?" the doctor asked, making Marco nod."Yes, about all the memorie
Marco gazed at Letta, who was leaning on his shoulder. They were in the car on their way home after Letta insisted on staying silent for a while in the park."Why?" Marco asked, reaching out his hand to gently stroke Letta's face, prompting Letta to finally look up at her husband."No, I'm just thinking," Letta said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. Letta then leaned her head back again, and Marco gently stroked the top of his wife's head."I'm scared," Letta said, causing Marco to stop his hand movement."What are you afraid of? Is someone bothering you, or is something troubling your mind?" Marco asked, making Letta nod."There's something troubling my mind," Letta said, making Marco feel a sense of unease. Each word Letta wanted to say seemed to instill a sense of fear in Marco. He was afraid that one day her memories would slowly start to resurface, becoming a time bomb for her."After meeting Celine earlier, I've been thinking a lot," Letta said, making Marco fall silent as he l
Marco immediately scanned the surroundings, searching for Letta, who was no longer in her original seat. "Find where Letta is now, don't let her go far from us. Search around this park and tell your men to move now," Marco said, making Pedro nod. He then turned back to give instructions to his men. Meanwhile, Marco quickly ran back to that seat, looking at the empty spot where Letta had been sitting earlier, wondering where she might be. He scanned the bustling park, finding it difficult to locate his wife.Marco then ran in another direction, toward the food truck and the restroom. Perhaps Letta was looking for him, but Marco still couldn't find her. Marco started to feel a bit anxious. Losing Letta was beginning to haunt him again. He couldn't bear losing his wife for the umpteenth time. Marco had promised to give her anything he had, as long as Letta stayed by his side. Yet, for some reason, the fear continued to haunt him, making Marco's heart race so intensely it felt like it mig
Pedro then instructed the driver, who was now driving his car, to speed up as their car approached Marco's. After that, they attempted to cut off the car following Marco's. However, it seemed they realized that Pedro was onto their motives, prompting them to step on the gas pedal. This led to a high-speed chase between them, with Pedro in pursuit and the other car evading. This disrupted the path of several other cars, causing some minor chaos in the traffic.When Pedro instructed their driver to cut the car off, suddenly the car veered, causing Pedro's car to be unable to avoid it perfectly. As a result, Jacob's people's car collided with the side of Pedro's car, causing both vehicles to spin in the midst of the relatively busy traffic.Pedro caught a glimpse of the people inside the car, but as he attempted to get out of his car to apprehend them, the car swiftly restarted and drove away. Pedro hurried to run, knowing he wouldn't be able to catch the car. Consequently, he could only
Someone in a car was observing a couple who had just entered the car, causing the observer to clench their fists. "Follow their car, but don't let them notice," said the man with bright-colored eyes, making the driver nod. They kept a distance from the other car and continued to tail it."I heard his wife is pregnant and has just come out of a coma?" Jacob asked, glancing at the man next to him, a dark-skinned man who nodded."From the information I've gathered, that's correct," he replied, causing Jacob to furrow his brow."What happened to his wife? Because as far as I know, Marco would never allow his wife to be harmed in any way," Jacob said, still gazing ahead until they arrived at a large hospital, prompting Jacob's car to stop as well."I want you to keep following him. I want to know what developments you need to obtain. I need to get the key to his downfall, so that he'll comply with what I want," Jacob said, making the man nod. After that, Jacob stepped out of the car, surv