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Marco glanced at Letta briefly as Pedro contacted him, "Hold on, I have to take this call from Pedro. It seems to be an important report,” Marco said, nodding his head. "Okay," Letta replied, and Marco got up from his seat to kiss the top of Freya's head, who was now in Letta's lap, before walking towards the hospital window. "Hello, tell me, what's going on?” Marco asked. "It seems Jacob has started to move. He has taken a flight from Dubai. That means he is going to meet his father soon,” Pedro said, making Marco grimace. "So he was hiding there all this time. If that's the case, keep monitoring what Carlos or Jacob is doing. After all, he can't report that his father is being held or kidnapped because he's actually in the Jovanka family mansion. It's their fault for not letting go of the Jovanka name and for playing with what I already have,” Marco said with a devilish smile. "I will usually do that, sir. But, won't you meet Carlos before Jacob sees him? I think there's someth
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire jacob’s network
Marco then parked his car right in front of the large Jovanka Mansion. The mansion that was usually used for large family events had now been taken over by Edward and Marco, serving as the place where Carlos was staying. Placing his uncle there was not without careful consideration. He deliberately did it so that Jacob would never have any excuse to vilify him and Edward. Marco then walked, followed by Pedro and the other guards who were now waiting outside the mansion. Marco gazed at Carlos, who was lounging in the TV room. Unlike previous days, Carlos seemed more relaxed. Even now, he seemed to be sporting a broad smile as if something good was about to happen to him. "No, it seems my uncle's condition is much better after I kept him in this mansion. Is Uncle enjoying it?" Marco asked, looking arrogantly at his uncle, making Carlos seemingly unaffected by Marco's current arrival. Previously, Carlos always displayed his displeasure and anger towards his nephew. “Who knows, should
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Marco clenched his fist upon seeing a smile from Jacob. "Aren't you ever tired of bothering me? Don't you know the threat when you mess with my wife?" Marco said, his jaw tensing, making Jacob shrug nonchalantly. "I don't know, maybe this is just playing around, or maybe I'm interested in your wife. You know, whatever is yours always makes me want to have it too, and you already knew that when we were kids, right?” Jacob said casually, making Pedro move to cover the mouth of the barking dog, but Marco stopped him. “Let me talk to my father and take him away if you don't want anything to happen to your wife," Jacob said, making Marco even more unwilling to let go of Carlos. "If you're toying with my wife's life right now, I can also toy with your father's life. How about that?" Marco said, then signaled Pedro, who immediately instructed the guards in the back row to turn and aim their pistols directly at Carlos, causing Carlos to raise both his hands in fear. “What are you doing? I
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire that’s her punishment
Marco then hurriedly got out of his car and rushed to the room where Letta was. Despite instructing Viko to be at the hospital, worry still enveloped his heart. Marco hoped that Viko could stop anyone trying to harm Letta. Nonetheless, because Marco hadn't been able to contact Viko, his anxiety only grew. Eventually, Marco ran to see the guards who were still calmly stationed in front of Letta's room. "Who's inside?" Marco asked. "Mr. Viko is in there, sir,” the guard replied, prompting Marco to push the door forcefully. Letta immediately looked at Marco as he walked quickly towards them. "What's going on?" Marco asked, seeing Viko staring at the nurse with an intimidating gaze. "Honey, what's wrong with your face?" Letta asked, noticing the bruise at the corner of his lip, causing Marco to touch it and then smile warmly at Letta. "Just a minor injury, it’s nothing,” Marco said. Then, he looked at the food in Letta's lap. "You haven't eaten it, have you?” Marco asked, forcefully
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Letta continued to gaze at Marco witha questioning look, as if she was truly waiting for an explanation from her husband after what had happened before her. This eventually caused Marco to let out a long sigh. He then reached out his hand and tightly grasped his wife's hand. "He tried to poison you with the food earlier. Fortunately, I instructed Viko to come and make sure of it, and he stopped it,” Marco said, causing Letta to look at Viko who was still behind him. "I only came because of a call from Pedro. I didn't do much, I just prevented it,” Viko replied, bowing towards Marco. "Yes, thank you for coming. I'm sure you hurried here after receiving the report from Pedro, right?" Marco asked, making Viko nod weakly. "It's my duty, and if there's nothing else, I have to go back to the office because there are some schedules of Mr. Edward that I have to take care of,” Viko said, making Marco nod. "Yes, you may go back. Thank you for your help," Marco said."No, it's nothing. Well
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Welcome Home" for Freya
Letta smiled broadly as she was finally allowed to go back to their big house, after spending several days receiving treatment at the hospital. Finally, she could take Freya back home. "Are you happy?" Marco asked, as Letta, who was currently cradling Freya in her arms, nodded her head. "Of course, I'm happy that we can finally bring Freya back home. There won't be any more hospital-smelling rooms surrounding her,” Letta said, causing Marco to nod in agreement. “Yes, I'm also glad that we can bring you both back home," Marco said, gesturing to the driver to bring their car. Marco and Letta both smiled as they saw Freya sleeping soundly in Letta's arms. "She's a good child, she doesn't wake up too often at night, and she's not fussy. It will make it easier for me to take care of her," Letta said, making Marco smile too. “Are you sure you won't need the help of a babysitter?” Marco asked, making Letta shake her head."No need anymore. Usually, I just stay at home all day. I would f
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire see our baby
Letta then descended the stairs slowly, followed by Marco who was now by her side. "Fortunately, Desi was willing to look after Freya for a while," Letta said, making Marco smile. They were currently about to have lunch, with Freya being looked after by Desi for the time being. Letta may not have intended to use a babysitter's services, as having Desi around could help her occasionally when she needed to do something. "Yes, you can ask another servant to watch her for a while," Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Finally, they sat at the dining table with the dishes before them, ready for lunch, with Letta immediately filling her plate. Letta really filled her plate to the brim, making Marco smile. “Don't comment on what's on my plate, you know I have to eat twice as much as usual because Freya needs enough breast milk, so don't comment that my body will get fat again,” Letta said, making Marco just roll his eyes. "Oh come on, I didn't say anything,” Marco said, making Letta si
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Letta had just put Freya in her crib when Marco walked over. Marco, with the fresh scent of soap from his recent shower, wafted into Letta’s senses, causing her to turn around as he embraced her. “Hey, your body is still wet, at least dry off first,” Letta said, causing Marco to seem reluctant to release his hold on his wife, and the next moment, Letta’s eyes widened as she felt Marco lean into the nape of her neck and sensed his soft, cool lips pressing against her skin. She gazed at her husband. “Why?” Letta asked, surprised by Marco’s sudden action. “It’s just that I miss you,” Marco replied, causing Letta to pull at the corner of her lips. “Didn’t I go anywhere?” Letta retorted, prompting Marco to straighten up and pull Letta into his embrace. "Yes, you didn't go anywhere, but I miss our togetherness," Marco said, making Letta fall silent, savoring her husband's gaze, which was now fixed on her. Letta began to understand what Marco meant, as ever since Freya arrived, they had
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