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 related to the package sent to Chicago," Marco said, making Letta look at their sleeping daughter in her arms. "I'm afraid that person might target our baby because they know she's our happiness. I'm afraid everything will crumble just like that when we've just experienced this happiness,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then caressed Letta’s cheek and kissed her forehead. "I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone dare to snatch away this happiness," Marco said, making Letta pause for a moment as she gazed into her husband's dark eyes. As if Letta truly had to trust Marco's words, she finally nodded and smiled. "I believe in you. You won't let any danger come near me and our daughter," Letta said. "That's right, hand our baby to the nurse and let her rest in her bed. You should rest too after this long struggle," Mar

Letta then glanced 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 didn't come 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 felt complete, 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, she's still drinking breast milk eagerly," Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then sat next to Letta, gently caressing their beautiful daughter's face. "Who?" Letta asked, looking at Marco, making Marco loo

Marco glanced 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. "Okay," Letta replied, and Marco got up from his seat to kiss the top of Freya's head, who was now in Letta's lap, before walking towards the hospital window. "Hello, tell me, what's 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 that's the case, keep monitoring what Carlos or Jacob is doing. After all, he can't report that his father is being held or kidnapped because he's actually in the Jovanka family mansion. It's their fault for not letting go of the Jovanka name and for playing with what I already have,” Marco said with a devilish smile. "I will usually do that, sir. But, won't you meet Carlos before Jacob sees him? I think there's someth

Marco clenched his fist upon seeing a smile from Jacob. "Aren't you ever tired of bothering me? Don't you know the threat when you mess with my wife?" Marco said, his jaw tensing, making Jacob shrug nonchalantly. "I don't know, maybe this is just playing around, or maybe I'm 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 don't want anything to happen to your wife," Jacob said, making Marco even more unwilling to let go of Carlos. "If you're toying with my wife's life right now, I can also toy with your father's 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? I

Letta continued to gaze at Marco witha questioning look, as if she was truly waiting for an explanation 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 wife's hand. "He tried to poison you with the food earlier. Fortunately, I instructed Viko to come 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 didn't do much, I just prevented it,” Viko replied, bowing towards Marco. "Yes, thank you for coming. I'm sure you hurried here after receiving the report from Pedro, right?" Marco asked, making Viko nod weakly. "It's my duty, and if there's 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, it's nothing. Well