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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire accept me back into your life
Letta then hurriedly walked out of the hospital after having finished whatever business would bring her back to meet Marco, and seeing Letta in a hurry finally made Abian approach. "Have you seen him?" Abian asked, making Letta fall silent. Abian could see how her eyes were reddened, whether from holding back tears or perhaps because she had shed them earlier. But Abian seemed reluctant to ask. "Can we go back now?" Letta whispered, her voice sounding strained. Letta seemed to force her voice out, making Abian finally nod. They then walked towards the van that Abian was driving. Even on the way, not a single word was spoken by Letta. She just stared out the window, passing through the darkened plantations, passing through the road that had previously been the place where Marco and Freya were injured. Letta then immediately got out of the car when they were right in front of the simple house that she had lived in for the past 2 years."Thank you, I have troubled you,” Letta said, m
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Marco was slowly falling apart.
Pedro immediately went to one of the small hospitals in the small town, mostly surrounded by plantations, after Marco had called him earlier, saying that he needed something. Pedro didn't sit idly by and immediately prepared everything. Pedro hurried to a small room after asking one of the nurses where Marco was. Pedro stopped in his tracks when he saw Marco, who was silent, staring towards a small window that pierced the garden with the sunlight shining through. "Sir," Pedro said, making Marco not budge an inch. "I have brought everything you asked for, and earlier when I was about to finish all the business at the hospital, the hospital staff said everything was already taken care of,” Pedro said, finally making Marco turn to look at him. "That must have been Letta,” Marco said, making Pedro fall silent for a moment. "Does that mean you have met the Lady?" Pedro asked, making Marco nod. Marco then walked towards the side of the bed, then reached out his hand and took a worn
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Never refer to Freya as our daughter
Letta then stopped in her tracks, having left Marco with Freya to talk. She had some business with the grapes that needed to be checked. After she finished her business, Letta returned inside and saw a scene that had only existed in her imagination. Seeing how Freya played with Marco without any burden, Letta pondered, "Could it be that the emotional bond between them makes them not even need much time to get close like they are now?” Letta remained silent at the door, continuing to observe their every move. How Marco treated their daughter, until her reverie was interrupted when Freya called her. "Is Mom's business done?" Freya asked, making Marco look towards Letta. Letta nodded, then walked closer, reaching out her hand, and cradling Freya to sit beside her. "Haven't you been keeping this Uncle for too long?" Letta said as she looked at the dark Sky outside. "Really, but I still want to play with my uncle," Freya replied with a pleading look at Letta, who shook her head. “T
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Uncle Abian
As promised earlier, Freya really woke up very early. She even ran in her pajamas into Letta's room, who was still wrapped in a thick blanket. The weather today was noticeably colder than before, making it difficult for Letta to get out of bed. "Mom, wake up, it's already morning. Aren't we going to the city?" Freya said as she climbed onto the bed and shook Letta's body, still curled up in the thick blanket. "It's still too early, dear. We can leave ina few hours. So, can you let me sleep a little longer?” Letta said, causing Freya to shake her head. "No, Mom, we will need time to get ready. I don't want Uncle to wait too long. He'll definitely be cold out there after waiting for an hour," Freya said, finally making Letta open her eyes wide. "What?" Letta asked to make sure. “Uncle has been on our porch for about an hour. I heard his car when he arrived. After waking up, I thought it was just the wine truck, but it turned out that after waiting for an hour, I saw someone standi
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Marco could only remain silent as he watched Freya run straight towards Abian and embrace him tightly. Abian, in turn, accepted the hug from his little princess. "Hey, you smell nice and look beautiful. It seems like you're ready,” Abian's words made Freya nod her head. "Of course, I can't wait to go to the city," Freya replied, making Abian smile again. Freya then shifted her gaze towards Marco, who was still standing not far from them. "Oh, I forgot to mention. Uncle will also be joining us in the city. Won't it be more fun with more people, Uncle?" Freya's remark made Abian look towards Marco with a hardened jaw. Though not explicitly, Marco showed his anger. However, Abian knew very well that the arrogant man was currently trying his best to contain his anger. "Yes, that's a great idea. Where is your mother?" Abian asked, making Freya look towards Letta's bedroom door. "It seems like Mom is just finishing getting ready. We can wait," Freya's words made Abian nod. Freya then g
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Marco was slightly disappointed because of Letta's earlier request to accompany Abian first to the cellar, as it was unlikely that Letta would ask Abian to handle everything alone. "Will it take long, Mom?" Freya asked, making Letta glance at Abian for a moment. "No, maybe just a few hours, perhaps,” Letta said, making Freya immediately put on a sad face, prompting Abian to approach Letta. "It's okay, I've already said that it's not that I can handle everything better. Right now, you take Freya straight to the city park. After that, doesn't she have a shopping list she wants, not to mention she wants to see the fireworks from atop the windmill," Abian said, seemingly aware of Freya's schedule for today, which had been promised by Letta weeks ago. Because there was a food festival and some children's games until late at night, Freya seemed very much looking forward to today."But I can't leave you alone to handle everything,” Letta said, seemingly unsure of what decision to make. Sh
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Letta immediately got out of the taxi when they arrived at the park. She managed to finish everything quickly, even though there was just a little left. But Abian offered to finish it for her. That's why Letta could accompany Freya to play in the park. Letta scanned the entire park, observing the children playing with bubbles and other games, trying to sharpen her vision. Letta didn't know why the park seemed so crowded today, making it a bit difficult for her to see where Freya and Marco were. This left Letta no choice but to enter the crowd to search for her daughter. Eventually, the familiar shout not far from her made Letta turn around as Freya ran toward her, looking rather messy, which just made Letta hold back her smile. "Did you look for me?" Freya asked, and Letta nodded her head. "Yes, where were you?" Letta asked, reaching out to wipe the side of Freya's face and her mouth, which was covered in traces of ice cream. “I just had some ice cream, do I look messy?” Freya a
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Freya then looked up, seeing the Ferris wheel in front of her, which was round and tall. It made Freya really impatient to ride it. "Mom, can we ride it now?" Freya asked, turning to look at Letta and Marco, who were sitting not far from her. "Don't you want to see the fireworks show while we're there?” Letta asked, making Freya nod. "If that's the case, we have to wait a little longer. If we ride it now, it'll be too early,” Letta said again, making Freya immediately walk back and sit right in the middle between Marco and Letta. "We can rest for a while. After that, we'll ride it. How about that?" Marco said, making Freya nod. There was no other way because she really wanted to see the fireworks show while riding the Ferris wheel. Freya then chose to eat some snacks she bought, like cotton candy, ice cream bread, and other sweet foods. For today, Letta did allow Freya to eat as many sweets as she wanted, but afterward, Letta always limited the sweets for Freya."Mom, try this f
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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
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
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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
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
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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
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
