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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire dont need to think about it
Letta then gazed at the guards in the main hall of their house, who seemed to be ina hurry, furrowing her brow. “What are you all doing?" Letta asked, pulling her shawl closer as it was pouring rain outside. The cold air seemed to pierce her skin. Desi, hearing Letta’s voice, immediately rushed over to her, then widened her eyes upon seeing the guards still in the process of discarding all the items that Letta was currently examining. "What are you doing with those belongings?" Letta asked, about to approach, before Desi stopped her. "They're just items to be discarded, Madam," Desi replied. Letta noticed several scattered rose petals on the floor. "Open everything. I want to see what those items are,” Letta asked again, making Desi shut her eyes. She had instructed the guards to quickly pack up all the items that had suddenly been sent to their residence. But it turned out Letta had come down first and found out what they were doing. Letta felt even more suspicious when the guard
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Marco continued to look at his wristwatch as he exited the airport. He was currently in his black car with Pedro, heading towards their grand house."How much longer until we get there?" Marco asked, making Pedro glance at his master through the front mirror."I'm speeding up,” Pedro said, knowingthat his master was eager to meet Letta. However, during the journey, an accident occurred due to the heavy rain, making the drivers struggle a bit. Not to mention the fog that seemed to come from nowhere, making visibility even worse."Take a turn. Take a route without obstacles like this," Marco said, prompting Pedro to turn the car around, taking a longer route, but at least they wouldn't be stuck on the same road. Somehow, Marco felt his heart pounding. Was it because he would soon meet Letta, he thought with a faint smile. Marco couldn't wait to see Letta's reaction when she looked at him for the first time, as he hadn't told Letta that he would be returning today. Marco wanted to surpr
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire birth to their first baby
Marco is currently staying faithfully by Letta's side, who appears to be exhausted. However, at this moment, his wife can close her eyes. The doctor has stated that Letta can give birth naturally, but the timing cannot be estimated yet, and it depends on the frequency of the pain Letta feels to achieve complete dilation. Letta furrows her brow again as she feels a cramp in her stomach, prompting Marco to grasp her hand once more. Letta opens her eyes, looking very weary. "Is it hurting again?” Marco asks, causing Letta to nod her head. Her lips appear dry and pale. "Yes, it's very painful,” Letta replies, and seconds later, Marco can feel Letta's grip tightening on his hand, as she continues to try and endure the pain in her abdomen. Marco then looks towards the nurse with a seemingly normal expression. "Nurse, do something for my wife. She’s in pain,” Marco says, causing the nurse to nod while gently stroking Letta's back. "Will this method alone reduce my wife's pain?" Marco as
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Marco then fixed his gaze on Letta's pale face, drenched in sweat. She looked exhausted, still fighting for their little one, until Marco was taken aback. His heart raced as he heard their baby's loud cry, now visible and rosy, being brought in by the nurse. Marco then glanced at Letta with teary eyes, and Letta returned the gaze with a melancholic look."Congratulations, it's a girl,” the doctor said, causing Marco to smile, and Letta returned her husband's smile."Our child is born, my love,” Marco said, making Letta nod weakly. Finally, the doctor finished his task, and the nurse took the baby from Marco and Letta. Letta truly felt the exhaustion in her body, not to mention the drained energy. She longed to close her eyes for a moment, but a gentle touch on her face made Letta try to stay conscious."Thank you for all this happiness," Marco said, leaving Letta speechless, finding it hard to utter a word."Thank you for this perfect joy, your presence, and our little one truly compl
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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
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Letta began to blink her eyes when she felt a gentle stroke on her face, and the first sight she saw was Marco's warm smile. "How was your sleep, sound?” Marco asked, making Letta nod while looking around. Letta then startled as she realized that she now had a little angel. "How long did I sleep? How is she? Didn't she cry?" Letta asked, making Marco smile. “She only cried for a moment, and I held her. She fell back asleep right away," Marco said, making Letta look directly at her husband with a questioning gaze. “Why?” Marco asked. "You held her?" Letta asked again, making Marco nod. "Yes, even with the help of the nurse earlier, I still wasn't brave enough to take her out of the baby bed. But I was skilled enough to hold the little baby. She seemed content in my warm embrace,” Marco said, winking one of his eyes, making Letta smile. Letta then tried to sit up with Marco's help, looking at the baby bed where their little daughter was still sound asleep. "Isn't she hungry?” Let
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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
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As Marco mentioned earlier, Letta continued to gaze at the clock on the bedside table. Although it was already late afternoon, Edward and Helena had not yet shown up. Marco just smiled thinly at his wife's restlessness. "Why haven't they arrived yet?” Letta asked, making Marco just smile. “Perhaps they're on the road, the traffic seems to be jammed,” Marco replied, trying to calm Letta. However, Letta became increasingly restless and anxious before their arrival actually happened. Suddenly, someone knocked on their room door, making Letta widen her eyes. "Are they here?” Letta asked in a whisper, making Marco just smile as he walked to the door and opened it. Several guards were seen carrying many gifts in front of them, as if Marco could already guess the origin of all the gifts they brought. "Are all of these gifts from Mommy?" Marco asked the guards, who nodded. Marco invited them in and arranged the gifts inside. Letta could only blink her eyes as she saw the gifts brought by
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
