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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire How is Marco doing?
Letta immediately opened her eyes wide. She woke up with a fearful expression, then looked around, trying to focus her gaze. The smell of medicine immediately permeated her sense of smell, making Letta realize that she was currently inside a hospital. However, her last memory made Letta jerk and sit up straight.Letta looked at her wrist, which had an IV tube attached. Then she glanced at the clothes she was wearing, realizing she was dressed as a patient. The room was quiet, with no one accompanying her, and the one person that now flashed in her memory was the condition of her husband, which prompted Letta to forcibly remove the IV tube and get off the bed, walking unsteadily because her head still felt heavy.Letta tried to leave the room, and there were four guards standing in front of her door."Madam, are you awake?" one of them asked, making Letta nod her head."Where is Marco?" Letta asked, making them look at each other."The master is still unconscious," one of them replied.
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire its all over
Marco furrowed his brow as he saw tears wetting his wife's face. Yes, Letta was now sleeping right next to his bed, prompting Marco to slowly reach out and gently stroke Letta's face. This made Letta slowly furrow her brow and try to open her eyes, and it was then that Letta jerked when she saw Marco had awakened from his sleep."You're awake?" Letta asked, slightly sitting up, making Marco, who still felt weak, nod."How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?" Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. And in the next moment, Marco could see Letta, who could not contain her tears wetting her face."Thank goodness," Letta said, crying softly, making Marco unable to pull Letta closer."Don't cry, please," Marco said, his voice still weak."I'm just scared," Letta said, her body shaking violently, as if the sadness could not be contained any longer."I'm really scared, I'm scared that you won't open your eyes again," Letta said, truly sobbing by Marco's side, making Marco struggle to
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire protect you
Letta's eyes lit up as she looked at the package addressed to her. In contrast, Marco's gaze turned sharp, seemingly indicating that Pedro knew about it from the look on his master's face."Who accompanied it?" Pedro asked."Sorry, we received it from someone at the hospital. The staff said it was meant for the lady's room," the guard replied, prompting Pedro to approach. He then took the greeting card attached to the bouquet. Pedro opened it, and as usual, it was just a message without any sender's name, causing Pedro to walk straight to Marco and hand it to him. It was then that Marco clenched his jaw, crushing the greeting card, causing Letta to touch her husband's wrist."Could this be from the same sender who always sends items to our house?" Letta asked, causing Marco to try to contain his emotions and let out a long breath."Seems like it," Marco replied."Doesn't that mean he also knows that we're not at home and we're in Chicago?" Letta said, making Marco nod his head again,
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire that's your mini version
eyes widened as Marco pulled her firmly. Then, he pressed their lips together, while Letta could only close her eyes as Marco began to kiss her greedily, slipping his tongue between Letta's lips. They both felt the warmth they were experiencing, not to mention the increasingly heavy breath from Marco. Letta could only grip the clothes Marco had given her. Afterward, Marco released their lip lock, sweeping every sidLetta'se of Letta's face, then moving down to her neck."I'll clean the traces of that scoundrel," Marco murmured between kisses, and the next moment, Letta could only gasp as Marco sucked strongly on the same spot where the mark was. Not just once, but four marks that Marco had to clean from the old man's audacious touch on his wife."Is this the last mark?" Marco asked when he saw the mark near both sensitive sides of Letta, making Letta nod her head. And at that moment, Marco took off the clothes Letta was wearing, causing Letta to immediately hold onto her husband's sho
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire What about our plan
"In the dimly lit room, the sound of footsteps could be heard, echoing in the narrow hallway. Only dim lights illuminated each step until the footsteps stopped in front of the iron bars. Folding his arms, he gazed at the middle-aged man sitting silently in the dark room, pulling the corner of his lips before walking closer as the face became visible."So, you finally end up behind these iron bars," he said, making the middle-aged man turn and look at him sharply."You should have joined me in here," he said, making the other person chuckle."Come on, I'm not in cahoots with you. I just provided the information you needed. Haven't I been kind enough, and foolishly so are you? You never used my assistance as evidence. So you can't drag me in there with you, can you?" he said, eventually prompting the man to get up and approach him. Gripping the iron bars, he glared at Jacob angrily."Damn it, Jacob! You lured me into attacking that scoundrel. You said his power would never be the same a
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire It's not like that
Marco was stroking his wife's long hair as she leaned against his shoulder. "Is the book more interesting than looking at me?" Marco asked as Letta had been focused on her book all this time. They were both lying, leaning on the same hospital bed. Letta finally looked up and gazed at Marco, who still had bandages on his head."I've been looking at you since morning, and I need a different view. I'm also a little bored, so I chose to read a book for a while," Letta said, smiling broadly, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows. "You've been reading that book for over 2 hours, and you didn't let me disturb you at all," Marco said, causing Letta to shrug casually before refocusing on her book.However, as Marco was about to speak again, Pedro suddenly knocked on the door and entered the room. Marco immediately looked at him, while Letta seemed indifferent to whatever would be reported by her husband's subordinate. "There's someone who wants to meet you," Pedro said, making Marco lo
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire You owe me an explanation
And true enough, their argument did come to a halt, not because Letta and Marco wanted to end it or because one of them conceded, but because someone now entered the room with a wide smile, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and fruits in the other. Letta's smile also widened upon seeing the person. However, it was the opposite with Marco; he immediately looked at him with a sharp gaze and a hardened jaw."I thought I would be kicked out again and told to go home because your guards took so long to call me," Jacob said casually, then placed the fruits he brought on the nightstand."Sorry, was I late to visit my dear cousin?" Jacob asked again, still with his annoying smile, looking at Letta and Marco."No, no, not at all. Luckily, I persuaded Marco to instruct Pedro to let the guest who wanted to visit Marco in immediately. Initially, Marco didn't want to meet anyone because he felt a little uncomfortable," Letta said, making Jacob nod."Well, thank goodness you told him that. I
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I'm curious
Letta gazed directly at Marco, her eyebrows raised, as if she were awaiting an explanation from her husband."Marco, I really am curious about what your cousin meant earlier," Letta said, causing Marco to finally let out a long sigh."Don't pay attention to what Jacob said. You know he's just someone who talks nonsense. He's only trying to pique your curiosity," Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head."But I didn't see it that way," Letta replied."He seemed serious. I want to know about my previous encounter with Jacob, before I lost my memory, before we met again at that exhibition," Letta said, making Marco finally look at his wife."The meeting wasn't pleasant because he's someone who doesn't deserve anyone's kindness. And you, when you first met him, you were able to judge him well. You didn't even want to get close to him. He was already annoying during our first meeting at my parents' house," explained Marco, leaving Letta speechless."What did he do, exactly?" asked Letta
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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
