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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
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Don't force it too much
Marco then looked up at Letta, who was currently massaging his head. "It seems like my shoulders are also feeling sore,” Marco said, prompting Letta to comply, massaging her husband's broad shoulders with muscles perfectly attached to his body. Letta couldn't deny that it was one of her husband's attractions. In fact, Letta would blush immediately at the thought of her husband's athletic body. She was now trying to normalize her expression so as not to be teased by Marco. "Oh yeah, the doctor called earlier," Marco said suddenly, causing Letta to pause her movements for a moment. "Doctor?" Letta asked with a questioning look at her husband. "Yes, the doctor who usually treated you during the coma. He said there are some medications that you must consume for a while. It seems it's a medication to stimulate your past memories," Marco said, making Letta instantly enthusiastic. "Really? It's been so long since I took that medicine. Do I need to take it again?” Letta asked, making Mar
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire But I'm not like that
Marco then turned to look at Letta. "Why do you still want to ask silly things like earlier?” Letta asked, making Marco gaze at his wife with delight. "Is there a chance that you will hate me?" Marco asked, making Letta return her husband's gaze. Letta didn't know what happened to her husband at the office that made him have such thoughts and questions that he was now throwing at her. "Not for now," Letta replied, making Marco shake his head. "And how about in the future?” Marco asked again. "I don't know, maybe I will hate you if you make a big mistake against me," Letta answered, making Marco nod his head. "How big of a mistake would make you hate me?" Marco asked again. "An error as big as... I don't know. Isn't it that the size of someone's mistake can be seen differently from each perspective? Maybe to you, it's not a big mistake, but to me, it’s a fatal error. How about that?” Letta said again."That's why I'm asking, according to you, how big of a mistake would make you
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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
