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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire his is my wife
Marco then glanced at Letta, who was beginning to regulate her breathing. They had now arrived at the meeting building where the party was being held. "Are you nervous?" Marco asked, causing Letta to gaze at her husband for a moment before nodding her head. "Earlier, at home, I felt fine. But after seeing how crowded it is out there, I don't think my knees will be able to support my body. Should we just go back?" Letta asked, making Marco smile and shake his head. "If you're feeling weak, that's not a reason to skip the party. I can help you," Marco said, winking, to which Letta immediately shook her head. "Of course not. That's not an option I would ever consider. It would draw attention. Just coming with you, we'll definitely be immediately highlighted by various media, especially with your behavior like that," Letta said, making Marco chuckle. "Alright, then you can compose yourself for as long as you need. When you're ready, we'll go out," Marco said, making Letta nod her hea
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Who are you?
Marco then escorted Letta to one of the seats that had been set up for them to enjoy tonight's event with the dishes laid out in front of them. "It seems the party organizer is quite good, as they've provided the dessert that my wife enjoys," Marco said, making Letta smile widely. "Yes, at least at this party, I can enjoy this sweet treat to my heart's content,” Letta replied, reaching out her hand and tasting the melting cake in front of her. The next moment, her eyes lit up and settled on her husband. "Be careful eating that. I might lose control like this," Marco said, reaching out his hand and stroking the corner of Letta's lips, which had gotten some chocolate on them, before licking his own thumb."Forgive me, I didn't intend to tease you,” Letta said, returning to her dish, while Marco let his wife enjoy her pleasure. Marco looked around, noticing a few people openly walking towards them, but he chose to ignore them this time. He didn't have much time for small talk with the
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Can you investigate this?
Marco immediately stopped his conversation with Mr. Tukal when he felt that Letta had been gone from the restroom for too long. He swiftly turned towards the path where Letia had gone, but as Marco was about to make a turn, Letta suddenly appeared and collided with him forcefully. "Darling, what's wrong? Why did you take so long in the restroom?" Marco asked, but the next moment, his eyes widened as he saw Letta looking terrified, with sweat streaming down her face and her hands trembling. "What's happening? Is something bothering or hurting you? Are you in pain?" Marco asked, cupping Letta's face as she looked at him with a puzzled expression. "I want to go home, I want to go home now, ' Letta said in a quavering voice, leaving Marco unsure of what was truly happening with his wife. "Tell me, is there someone bothering you? If there is, I'll deal with them right now,” Marco said, making Letta shake her head. "I want to go home now. Please take me home quickly,” Letta pleaded, ca
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Are you angry?
Letta slowly began to blink her eyes, but the first thing she felt was her head weighing heavily. Even Letta winced when a gentle stroke on her shoulder made her look up, gazing at Marco with a worried expression. "You're awake, are you okay?" Marco asked, as Letta tried to sit up with his assistance. "What time is it? How about Freya?" Letta asked, making Marco look at his wife with concern. "Freya is playing with Desi. Don't worry, she's fine. What you need to tell me is how you're feeling right now, if anything hurts, or if you might have experienced something?” Marco asked, making Letta fall silent. The events of last night came back to her, making Letta look at Marco quietly. "Why? Tell me. Is there someone bothering you, or maybe hurting you?” Marco asked, making sure because so far Pedro hadn't given him a report on what he had asked him to do last night. "No, he didn't hurt me, but for some reason. It feels painful, my breath feels tight, just by looking at his face," Let
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Don't you trust me?
Marco had just come out of the bathroom when he saw Freya, who had already woken up and was about to get off the bed. This made Marco widen his eyes. He then looked at Letta, who was now gazing out the window, as if contemplating something. In fact, his wife didn't even realize that Freya had fallen off the bed. This made Marco immediately shout his daughter's name, causing Letta to startle and widen her eyes. In the next moment, Freya was indeed about to fall off the bed. If Marco hadn't quickly run and picked up his little daughter, Letta would have done the same. Letta immediately ran to Freya, who was now in Marco's arms. "Sweetheart, are you okay?” Letta asked with her worried gaze, looking at Freya, who was now crying from the shock of her father and mother’s shouts. "Forgive Mommy, sweetheart,” Letta said afterward, taking Freya into her arms, hugging her, trying to calm her little daughter. Marco then fell silent, looking at Letta, who recently seemed to be lost in thought.
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I was just kidding
Letta couldn't stay silent. She had set her heart on finding that man because in her heart, Letta felt that the man was genuine. He wasn't suspicious, and he seemed very sincere in recounting what he knew. Somehow her intuition told her that she should trust him, unlike the people who had approached Letta before to deceive her. Letta gazed as if Abian was different from those people, disregarding Marco's response. She then followed Marco, who was now inside the dressing room. Letta stopped at the doorway when she saw Marco starting to open the bathrobe he was wearing, revealing his athletic body. However, it wasn't that which startled Letta, but Marco's attitude of ignoring her, which somehow unsettled her. Why did Marco seem to genuinely dislike Letta seeking the man named Abian? "If you want to talk about that man again, I won't listen. If you want your memory back, I can take you to the best doctor for therapy or medication right now. You don't need to search for that man again,"
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire just try it first
Pedro then entered Marco's office. "Sir," Pedro said, causing Marco to stop in his tracks. "How is it? Did you get the results?” Marco asked, making Pedro nod. "Yes, Sir. It's Abian, Mrs.'s former boyfriend, and last night he turned out to be one of the foundation members collaborating with Mr. Tukal. There, he works as a volunteer photographer for the foundation and teaches talented individuals in his field,” Pedro said, handing over some photos of Abian in action. “Wasn't the last time he always traveling abroad to pursue his hobby?" Marco asked, making Pedro nod. "Yes, but since his breakup with Madam, Abian has never gone abroad. He has always been in this country," Pedro replied, making Marco clench his fists. Had Abian been searching for Letta all this time? But how could he not know that Letta was with him, Marco wondered, starting to guess what might be on Abian's mind."I want you to send him far away from this place," Marco said, making Pedro look at his boss in astonis
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I think I'll have trouble
Marco parked his car and handed the keys to his guard before entering the large house in front of him. As usual, his arrival would be greeted by Letta and Freya in their living room. Letta would watch the scene of Marco playing with their daughter every day. The way she welcomed her husband's return. Marco also said it was the most effective fatigue remedy, as he felt exhausted every day managing all the businesses he owned. Welcoming his little daughter made all he felt, annoyance, anger, and whatever else, evaporate. Letta must feel the same way as Marco. As usual, Letta would watch Marco and Freya play for a while before asking Marco to get ready to clean up. They would have dinner, chat with Freya and Letta, and then rest. That was their daily routine after Marco came home from work when Freya was part of their lives. Letta then looked at Desi after seeing enough of Marco and Freya playing, "Can you watch Freya for a moment? I need to accompany Marco for a while,” Letta said, ma
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