Arabella and Letta glanced back at Marco's car still following them from behind. "Since when did your husband's office move towards my boutique?" Arabella asked, making Letta shake her head. “Maybe he just wants to accompany us,” Letta said, causing Arabella to shake her head before turning back to look ahead. "Didn't you say you would bring Freya?" Arabella 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, didn't you? Earlier, Marco didn't allow me, saying he was afraid if someone suddenly recognized me and took a picture of me with Freya. Marco still hasn't allowed Freya to be consumed by the public," Letta said, making Arabella smile. “Your daughter is as sweet as brownies, she could indeed be public consumption,” Arabella replied, making Letta smile. They remained silent until they finally arrived at the boutique Arabella had mentioned."See, isn't it true? Look at your husband. He
Letta fell silent as she listened to Abian's explanation. 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 flashing in her mind. Until finally, Abian reached out his hand, waving it in front of Letta’s face, which had been silent and lost in thought all this time. "Is my explanation too complicated for you to understand?" Abian asked, making Letta shake her head."No, it's just that right now I don't know how to comment on it,” Letta said again. As Abian explained 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 relationship, 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 ev
Letta sat silently as Arabella looked at her with raised eyebrows. "It seems like the outcome wasn't good,” Arabella said, drawing Letta's attention, who was now gazing in her direction. "Why does your demeanor not match what you were hoping for in the introduction?" Arabella asked again, making sure, causing Letta to shake her head. "No, everything went smoothly,” Letta replied, making Arabella look at her with a puzzled expression. "Then what's with that expression?" Arabella asked again. Since Abian’s departure, Letta had been silent. She seemed to be contemplating something complex that was currently on her mind. Although Arabella knew it wasn't easy to accept someone's past story without remembering it at all, and surely Letta was currently thinking about it. "Turns out, everything is complicated,” Letta said again, making Arabella nod. "Yes, I suspected as much, it's not easy to remember your past just like that," Arabella replied, making Letta nod."So, what's the answer?
Pedro slowly reached out his hand, then knocked on Marco's 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. Arabella's boutique. She didn't leave for hours before Miss Arabella 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 Arabella again, making Marco, of course, feel suspicious of his wife. Although from the beginning Marco was a little skeptical of Arabella, this time for some reason Marco felt that there was something being hidden by both of them. “Madam did meet with Miss Arabella, but their current destination is the hospital," Pedro said, making Marco's hand movement stop."Why are they going to
Letta then let out a long sigh as she ended the call with her husband, causing Arabella to look at her with raised eyebrows. "Why? Is he suspicious?” Arabella asked, making Letta shake her head. "I don't know, you know, that Marco's instincts are sometimes stronger than most people. Even though IJ explained that I came here to accompany you, he still won't stay quiet," Letta said, making Arabella look around. "Don't worry, I've instructed the guards to monitor the movements of anyone suspicious. Marco definitely won't stay quiet. He'll surely have someone watching us. Fortunately, you were honest when you said we were at the hospital. Otherwise, he would have been very suspicious,” Arabella said, making Letta nod her head. Their conversation stopped when a nurse approached them.‘I'm sorry, the characteristics you mentioned weren't very specific. So we're having a little trouble finding a patient like that, but to make sure with the symptoms you just mentioned, you can see them dir
Letta and Arabella 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. I'm also one of the patients here. You know, Doctor Travis, he's 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 don't visit too often,only eve
Marco had just stepped out of his parked car right in front of Arabella's 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 Arabella sitting alone at a round table with tea and some sweet snacks in front of her. Across from Arabella, there was also a cup of tea that Marco knew was Letta's. Marco eventually continued walking. Arabella appeared calm as she sipped the tea in front of her when Marco stood beside her. “Where is my wife?" Marco asked, causing Arabella to pause in placing her cup down elegantly before finally looking at her former fiancé. "You're quite rude to come in and immediately confront me with your question. At least sit down first. Look, there are plenty of snacks left, and I can't finish them all by myself," Arabella said, making Marco furrow his brow. "Does that mean Letta isn't here?” Marco asked, as if his wife were present, he wouldn't let
Letta immediately ran to her room upon returning from Arabella's 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 wasn't 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 wasn't 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