Letta gazed ahead, looking at the now dark sky adorned only with a few stars that seemed too distant to reach. Letta could only lean her cheek on her arm, which was resting on her knees. The vast night sky, which she could only stare at without reason to distance herself, seemed to be the only companion for Letta at this moment, until her reverie was interrupted when someone knocked on her door, causing Letta to turn to Desi who was looking down."Madam, dinner is ready, and Sir is waiting for you downstairs," Desi said, making Letta look back ahead."Tell them I'm not hungry. I've already had my pregnancy milk, so there's no need to worry if the baby is lacking in nutrients," Letta said, making Desi about to reply to Letta's statement. However, Desi held back, thinking there was no need to say much. She would just convey what Letta said, and then it would be Marco himself who would decide."Alright, Madam. I will convey it to Sir," Desi said, then closed Letta's door. Letta started c
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