Desi glanced at Letta, who was now sitting while watching a large 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, accompany me in watching," Letta said, making Desi just smile."It's okay, Madam. I can stay here with you. Besides, I need to check on the other servants," Desi said, causing Letta to look around."It's almost evening. Besides, they don't need to be supervised. Just let them be; they might be tired from the whole day's work. So, relax here," Letta said, eventually making Desi sit closer to her."Come closer. It's fine here. Don't 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 Letta's attention."Isn't 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

Desi then reached out to knock on Letta's door with the tray that was now in her hands. Desi tried to assess her mistress's condition because since Letta had seen the news about Marco and Arabella 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. That's why Desi always sent food to Letta, and even had to coax her to finish her meals every time. At this moment, Desi's steps halted as she saw Letta staring at the flat 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 Arabella's names. But what puzzled Desi was why her mistress had not contacted Mr. to explain everything, even though Desi knew that Marco must have already known about the spreading news."Madam, it's better for you to eat your lunch first. You didn't finish your breakfast this morning," De

Before Marco returned home to meet Letta, he went to the hospital where Edward was still being treated. Fortunately, Daddy's condition had also started to improve and he only needed regular care. The same went for his plans and Arabella's. "You've come,” Edward said as Marco entered his hospital room, while Helena didn't even glance at her eldest son, which was evident to Edward. "Actually, is there something that happened that Daddy doesn't 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 doesn't need to worry about this matter anymore because I've 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 t

Marco continued to look at his wristwatch as he exited the airport. He was currently in his black car with Pedro, heading towards their grand house."How much longer until we get there?" Marco asked, making Pedro glance at his master through the front mirror."I'm speeding up,” Pedro said, knowingthat his master was eager to meet Letta. However, during the journey, an accident occurred due to the heavy rain, making the drivers struggle a bit. Not to mention the fog that seemed to come 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 wouldn't 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 couldn't wait to see Letta's reaction when she looked at him for the first time, as he hadn't told Letta that he would be returning today. Marco wanted to surpr

Marco then fixed his gaze on Letta's 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 baby's loud cry, now visible and rosy, being brought in by the nurse. Marco then glanced at Letta with teary eyes, and Letta returned the gaze with a melancholic look."Congratulations, it's a girl,” the doctor said, causing Marco to smile, and Letta returned her husband's 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 truly compl