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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Just tell me if something
As promised earlier by Marco to Letta, Letta was allowed to accompany Marco to see the doctor when Marco mentioned that he would be getting a prescription for himself. Since Marco had no other reason to refuse his wife, continuously rejecting her would only make Letta suspicious. Letta and Marco then walked through the hospital corridor to meet the doctor previously arranged by Marco. "Are there no important meetings today?" Letta asked, causing Marco to shake his head. "No, I've rescheduled for a few hours ahead, and Pedro will handle it. After returning from the hospital and dropping you off, I can go back to the office," Marco replied, tightly holding Letta’s hand, walking alongside Letta through the hospital corridor. "I don't need you to accompany me, I can call the driver at home later, so you can just go straight to the office," Letta said, causing Marco to shake his head."No need, I will make sure my wife gets home safely. Besides, office matters are not as important as yo
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire You killed my child
Letta then looked at Marco before finally smiling reassuringly at her husband. She reached out her hand and stroked Marco's strong jaw. "Sorry for making you worried," Letta said, causing Marco to let out a long sigh before sitting right next to Letta. "Yes, I will always be worried if I see you like that. I'm afraid you might feel something very painful, and I can't do anything about it," Marco said, making Letta shake her head. "Again, I apologize. I promise not to force myself again to remember anything I have forgotten," Letta said, making Marco nod. “Alright, then I'm done with the prescription, but your face looks pale. Do you want me to get you something, maybe before we head back home?" Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. "Yes, I think I need a drink," Letta replied, making Marco nod his head."In that case, wait here. I'll get you something to drink. Remember, don't go anywhere, and don't dwell on anything strange,” Marco said, making Letta smile. "Yes, I will follo
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire accidental injury
Marco immediately helped Letta get into the car before joining her and sitting beside her. He quickly fastened her seatbelt and looked at the bruise encircling her neck. "This must be very painful," Marco said, gently touching it, causing Letta to nod slowly. "It's truly excruciating, I'm even having difficulty swallowing my own saliva," Letta replied, prompting Marco to clench his fists. "I have to find that woman and finish her off myself," Marco said, making Letta shake her head. "Don't do anything, I saw that woman seemed unwell earlier. She appeared disturbed, so maybe she's just depressed or something, I don't know," Letta responded, but Marco still couldn't accept the woman's actions. "Still, whether she's crazy or not, how could she hurt people around her, especially in the hospital? I have to sue her,” Marco said, making Letta let out a long sigh before caressing her husband's firm jaw that looked hardened."No, I'm okay. Yes, it might be just a minor injury, but please
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I will try something
Marco then furrowed his brow as he felt some movement beside him. He opened his eyes wide, gazing at Letta, who seemed restless in her sleep, cold sweat dampening the side of her face. This prompted Marco to sit up, reach out his hand, and gently stroke Letta's face. Seconds later, Marco could feel how high his wife's body temperature was, so he began to gently tap Letta's face. "Darling, wake up. Are you in pain?” Marco asked. However, Letta remained steadfast in keeping her eyes closed. Letta seemed drawn into a nightmare that she had been experiencing for the past few days since the incident at the hospital. After being examined by the doctor, it turned out that Letta was experiencing excessive anxiety, perhaps due to the fear she had acquired from the unknown woman who suddenly wanted to harm her. Since then, Marco had also been forced to separate Letta and Freya. Currently, Freya was with Helena, as Marco couldn't let Freya continue to stay in their residence while Letta was in
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Why was she at the hospital?
"It's because of the condition of Letta that is getting worse, Marco is taking care of all his work at home. At the office, as usual, Marco would instruct Pedro and his other secretaries to take care of everything. Marco is now focused on the flat screen in front of him, checking some incoming messages, and finishing the reports given by Pedro. However, for some reason, his focus still couldn't be on his work. This made Marco finally let out a long sigh, leaning back on the big chair behind him, and roughly rubbing his face. Last night, Letta was able to fall back asleep after being examined by the doctor. However, in the morning, Letta complained again that her head was throbbing severely. Letta also complained that her body felt very cold, even though her body temperature was high enough to be considered normal. Marco's thoughts stopped when his phone rang, displaying Helena’s name, prompting Marco to answer it immediately. "Hello, Mom,” Marco answered. "How is your wife doing?"
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire There's nothing there
Marco gazed at Letta, who was basking in the morning sunlight that now leaned against her shoulder before he reached out to gently stroke Letta's face. "Does your body still feel sore?" Marco asked, causing Letta to shake her head. "NO, it's just that I feel like I'm in an empty space," Letta replied without opening her eyes. Letta was still leaning on her husband's shoulder, trying to feel the breeze brushing against her skin. She just wanted to feel if her current life was real or if she was just hallucinating. “What do you mean?” Marco asked again. "I feel like I'm not someone with a purpose in life, especially these past few days when all the bad things seem to be closing in on me. Even the nightmares seem to be haunting me," Letta said, finally slowly opening her eyes to look up at Marco, who was also looking at her."I feel like I'm confused,” Letta said again, making Marco, of course, understand what Letta meant. After a few days of her condition deteriorating, Letta often
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire the woman
Marco and Letta were engrossed in their respective books. Letta's idea of reading at the library seemed to have sparked Marco's interest in picking up the unfinished books he had left aside. Occasionally, Marco glanced at his wife, who was completely absorbed in the romantic novel he had bought for her a few months ago. Meanwhile, he himself delved into a dense book on various economic indicators and the world economy. "Do you want something to drink or eat? Maybe I can bring it over here," Marco said, making Letta nod her head without responding, which made Marco smile. Marco then gazed at his wife with intense admiration, taking in her beautiful eyes, high and small nose, and her cute, round lips, even though her face seemed pale at the moment. But that didn't diminish the beauty his wife possessed in the slightest, prompting Letta to return her husband's gaze. "Don't tease me. I'm focused on reading,” Letta said, prompting Marco to roll his smile. "That's not a book. It's just a
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire What did she see, actually?
Marco had just ended the call with Pedro when Desi was seen rushing in a hurry. "Sir," Desi said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. “What's going on?" “Madam is not in the library," Desi said, prompting Marco to run towards the library. It was impossible for Letta to disappear from his own residence, let alone leave the large house without anyone noticing. "Search the corners of the library. There's no way Letta left without anyone knowing, not a single person," Marco said, making Desi nod. Desi then instructed the servants to search, but their efforts yielded no results. There was only a book on the table that they had been reading earlier. "Didn't I tell you to quickly deliver food and drinks to Letta?" Marco said, making Desi nod. "I immediately followed your order, Sir. It might have only been a few minutes before I went to the library, but Madam was already gone,” Desi said, causing Marco to rub his face roughly."In that case, search the entire house, don't leave any corner
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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Yes, you can call me ‘Dad,’
As Marco had previously mentioned, he and Freya were now in the kitchen, looking at the ingredients already on the table. "So, Uncle, what are we going to make?” Freya asked, also unsure of what she should do. After all, it was Marco who had suggested making breakfast, so Freya would just follow whatever Marco instructed. Currently, besides being busy with the ingredients in front of him, Marco also had to look at recipes on his smartphone. “Wait a minute, Uncle has to find a recipe that matches the ingredients we have," Marco said again, looking a bit puzzled, making Freya immediately look at him with raised eyebrows. "Did Uncle invite me to make breakfast without any prior planning?” Freya asked, inspecting Marco's expression, which was currently glued to his phone, as he looked at the recipes that he was now reading one by one. "Yes, it was a sudden invitation from Uncle, why?" Marco asked back. "That means Uncle can't cook?" Freya asked again, making Marco finally look at his
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I don't have it
Letta then blinked when she felt the sunlight beginning to enter through the curtains of her bedroom window, but that wasn't what made her feel different this morning. When a large hand now encircled her waist, Letta immediately turned around, seeing Marco still softly snoring behind her, and after that, Letta could only draw the corners of her lips unintentionally. The smile seemed to automatically greet her morning just because Marco was by her side. Letta didn't know since when she had longed for a morning that felt so warm like this, nor did she know since when she started feeling sleep that didn't make her feel at ease at all. Last night, when Marco said that he would definitely fall asleep comfortably, it made Letta truly feel it, to the point that she didn't even wake up in the middle of the night. Letta then turned to look at Marco, who was still closing his eyes, and for the first time, Letta could see Marco's face up close after such a long time. His high nose, his eyes tha
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I miss this scent of yours
Finally, Letta was able to tell everything that Marco wanted to hear, recounting her entire life and the beginnings of her feelings of happiness, sadness, frustration, touched moments, and the pain she felt when leaving Marco, and enduring with Freya. Letta revealed everything to Marco so that he knew that it was what she felt when she left all the beautiful and painful memories about him. Marco then brought his face closer to Letta’s, making Letta close her eyes as she felt the warm breath of Marco enveloping her face. “Iam the cruelest yet fortunate man to have had you. I didn't know that from the beginning our fate seemed ironic, and it must have been very painful for you. And I am fortunate that you were willing to accept a man like me,” Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta also didn't know how she could develop such feelings for Marco. Although from the beginning, it was only the pain that Marco inflicted, it seemed that was also what made Letta have the opposite feelings f
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Just trust everything to me
Marco then looked in Letta's direction as she emerged from Freya's room. After that, he walked closer. "Has Freya fallen asleep?" Marco asked, making Letta nod. Letta then sat not far from Marco's position. Letta didn't know if the decision she made was right in giving Marco a chance. However, as stated by Abian and her own intuition, she felt the need to give herself a chance as well, not solely for Marco's sake. Letta wanted to experience whether she would truly be happy if she welcomed Marco back into her life. Letta was slightly taken aback when Marco reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek. “What are you thinking?” Marco asked, eliciting a warm gaze from Letta in response. "Nothing, just thinking. Until when will you continue to stay here and sleep in the car?” Letta said, because all this time Letta actually knew that Marco didn't sleep in the hotel prepared by Pedro. Instead of sleeping comfortably, Marco always slept in his car, whether in his driveway or on the
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Can I trust you?
Letta then tried to dry her wet hair with a towel because a few days ago she forgot to fix her hairdryer. So, it seemed that tonight she would sleep with wet hair. For Letta, that was not a problem. What needed to be done now was to prepare dinner for them. Letta hurriedly left the room and saw that Marco had finished cleaning himself. He had even changed into casual clothes that always concealed his figure. Letta saw Marco eating snacks that Freya fed him while watching Freya's favorite show, as she walked behind the sofa they were sitting on. “What do you want for dinner?" Letta asked as she walked towards the kitchen, making Marco look at Letta who was starting to open the refrigerator. "I want sausages and eggs, maybe with chicken," Freya said, making Letta nod before looking at Marco. "Are you also waiting for my answer?” Marco asked, making Letta look at him with raised eyebrows. "If you can eat whatever I provide," Letta said, beginning to select the ingredients in front of
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire destroying my life
Letta then chose to entrust Freya to Rose because even after evening, they still couldn't finish their current grape harvest. This made Letta rush back to approach Marco. "Are you not tired?" Letta asked, looking at Marco's sweaty face. Marco responded to Letta's gaze, now starting to pick grapes again. "Actually, I should be asking that. Aren't you tired? You should just go home with Freya, and I can finish it. Besides, there's just a little left," Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head. "I can't let you harvest the grapes alone. You might not finish until night. So, we can do it together. It will be better that way," Letta said, making Marco finally agree. They then accelerated their movements because the sun had started to set, and it needed to be done quickly to store it in the warehouse. It took about 2 hours, but they finally managed to finish it. Marco immediately carried the grapes into the warehouse, while Letta tidied up the equipment they used. Letta then approache
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Abian is just worried
Letta and Freya gazed at Marco, who had now changed into suitable clothing for going to the vineyard. Although his pants were a bit short, Letta couldn't help but think that whatever Marco wore always seemed to suit him. Perhaps it was because of his handsome face, which made Freya smile. "Isn't uncle looking funny?" she said, causing Letta to shake her head. "Is my appearance that bad?” Marco asked, realizing that Freya was laughing at him, but he just shook his head. "Not bad, just that uncle looks funny in those pants,” he said, making Marco smile. "Alright, then I'm ready to help with your grape harvest today. What's my task?” Marco asked, making Letta and Freya smile at each other before taking some tools and handing them to Marco. "So, your main task is just to follow us. Later you'll know what I do at the vineyard,” Letta said, and Marco finally followed Letta and Freya's footsteps. Occasionally, Marco looked at Freya, who was chatting with her mother. Sometimes Freya laugh
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire harvest grapes
Marco was slightly startled when someone suddenly knocked on the car window, prompting him to blink and focus his gaze on the window. Letta was trying to peer into the car as the car Marco was driving couldn't be seen from the outside. Marco lowered the car window, revealing Letta's displeased expression as she glared at him. "Don't tell me you've been sleeping in this car all night?" Letta asked, making Marco look around before responding, "Yes, as you can see." "I apologize. Are you bothered by my presence? But I'm not taking up much space in your yard. This car isn't that big, right?" Marco replied, making Letta snort. "That's not the problem, you stalker. What if people around here see you? What if they say you're a stalker or a bad person?" Letta said, making Marco smile. "What people? Aren't there just a few houses here? Besides, look at the distance. I'm just being cautious, in case there's a bad person who might harm you,” Marco said with his absurd reasoning, leaving Lett
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire we can be happy
267.146.we can be happyLetta tried to avoid Marco, who was now following her and constantly blocking her path. Letta also didn't want to fight in someone else's house, especially when Abian was sick. This made Letta rush to her house, although in the midst of her steps, Marco once again prevented her. Fortunately, this wasn't a crowded place, and there was only a vineyard illuminated by dim lights, allowing Letta to express whatever she was feeling to Marco."You hurt me by gripping me so tightly,” Letta said, making Marco finally try to loosen his grip, but not letting go even a bit. Marco was afraid that Letta would leave him again, and it would be difficult for Marco to find Letta again if she completely got away."Please, listen to me first," Marco said, making Letta try to bite her lower lip as hard as she could. Letta didn't know, perhaps she would hurt herself, but that was all she could do to express her anger right now."There's nothing more we can talk about. I don't want t
