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Marco gazed at the small back that now seemed to turn back, wanting to leave him again, but Marco didn't want that to happen. This time, Marco would do anything to make Letta stay by his side. "I beg you, don't go. Don't leave me,” said Marco, still making Letta silent. "Let go," said Letta. It was only that word that was uttered for the first time after their separation for 2 years, making Marco more convinced that Letta really didn't want him in their lives. "The doctor said you're fine. You only have external injuries, and tomorrow I can be discharged from the hospital. You can contact your family or Pedro directly," Letta said without looking at Marco, making Marco finally release his grip. "Is your hatred for me so great that you don't want to look at me, don't want to ask if I'm okay, don't ask about my life while you all left me?" Marco said, making Letta fall silent and only clench her fists. "I'm going to go," Letta said, about to step forward. But once again, Marco spok
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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
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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
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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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