Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

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 look at his wife with raised eyebrows.

"Who did you just call?" Letta asked again, as it seemed her husband didn't understand what she was asking.

"Oh, earlier Daddy said they would come 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 they come?" Letta asked with a nervous expression, making Marco just smile at his wife's behavior.

"You don't have to do anything. You just have to rest and take care of Freya properly, that's it. You don't 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 don't remember any memories related to your parents. I'm afraid I might make a mistake," Letta asked, making Marco shake his head.

"That won't happen. Besides, my parents also know what your condition was like before. You don't 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.

"There's no reason for them to dislike their own grandchild, especially with such a beautiful baby like this. I'm sure, especially Mommy, she will surely love her," Marco said, making Letta look at their little daughter in her lap. "Are you sure?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head.

"I'm very sure, and don't be surprised if they come," Marco said, making Letta look at Marco with pleading eyes.

"Come on. What's wrong?" Letta asked again.

"I mean, don't be surprised if they bring gifts that might fill this room. You know, Daddy earlier said that his grandmother didn't 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 Marco's story. At least maybe if before Marco's parents didn't 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 Letta's face. "What are you thinking? Don't think too much about their arrival," Marco said again, making Letta look into her husband's 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 couldn't be refuted at all, but somehow Marco was sure that Helena would look at Letta differently now.

"Whatever Mommy's views are, they won't change anything, especially with my heart," Marco said, trying to reassure Letta.

"Or perhaps our marriage wasn't approved by them either?" Letta asked again, making Marco smile thinly.

"If it wasn't approved, they wouldn't come on our wedding day. Haven't you seen our wedding album? There are pictures of us and my parents there," Marco explained, making Letta silent for a moment. Although Marco tried to explain and reassure her, Letta still couldn't calm down, until she looked at Freya, who was now asleep in her arms.

"Look, she's sleeping," Marco said, making Letta smile.

"When can I take Freya home?" Letta asked again.

"I haven't 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 Freya's birth didn't go as predicted earlier, I haven't even prepared a nursery for her. I haven't prepared anything for her. This is the birth of our first daughter, but I'm not at all ready to welcome her home," Letta said, making Marco suddenly remember that he also hadn't prepared anything as a gift for their little daughter. However, Marco tried to hide it.

"You just relax, when Freya and you return home, everyone will welcome 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 don't need to think too much about what you can't do. For me, with you struggling with our little daughter, it's enough for me," Marco said, making Letta smile. Marco then leaned in, and gently kissed Letta's lips.

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"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, I'll put Freya to sleep, and you haven't 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.

"It's up to you, what do you want to be called?" Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. "How about father and mother?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head. "Whatever it is, just don't make our little daughter call me 'uncle'," Marco said.

"No way," Letta replied. Marco then laid 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 the latest updates on their project's 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.