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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire What did she see, actually?
Marco had just ended the call with Pedro when Desi was seen rushing in a hurry. "Sir," Desi said, causing Marco to furrow his brow. “What's going on?" “Madam is not in the library," Desi said, prompting Marco to run towards the library. It was impossible for Letta to disappear from his own residence, let alone leave the large house without anyone noticing. "Search the corners of the library. There's no way Letta left without anyone knowing, not a single person," Marco said, making Desi nod. Desi then instructed the servants to search, but their efforts yielded no results. There was only a book on the table that they had been reading earlier. "Didn't I tell you to quickly deliver food and drinks to Letta?" Marco said, making Desi nod. "I immediately followed your order, Sir. It might have only been a few minutes before I went to the library, but Madam was already gone,” Desi said, causing Marco to rub his face roughly."In that case, search the entire house, don't leave any corner
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire You'll be okay
Marco then looked at Letta, who was now just sitting quietly staring out of her room window. Letta had been sitting like that for an hour, refusing to eat, speak, or show any other expression when Marco approached her. Since she was found in the small room that had once been a bad memory for her, Letta's condition had worsened, leaving Marco unsure of what else to do for his wife. Marco was thrown back to the events a few days ago, when Letta had just woken up. Three days earlier, When Letta was found unconscious, the doctor began examining her and said that her condition was deteriorating. Her body temperature was rising, her face was pale, and her blood pressure indicated that Letta needed to be taken to the hospital immediately. However, Marco asked the doctor to treat her at home. Marco would do anything as long as Letta didn't go back to that medicinally scented room again. Marco looked at Letta, who was still unconscious, her hands even feeling cold. Marco didn't know if his w
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire What exactly are you doing?
Marco then chose to leave their room when Desi was about to help Letta get ready. Although Marco was reluctant to take Letta to a psychiatrist as suggested by the doctor, seeing her deteriorating health condition left him with no choice but to take Letta. Marco closed the door to their room, then exhaled slowly. Marco didn't know that his desire to make Letta forget her past and never regain her memory would result in this, causing him pain. Until Marco's thoughts stopped when his phone suddenly rang, displaying the name Helena. Marco immediately stepped away from the bedroom door to answer the call from his mother. "Hello, Mom?” Marco asked, making Helena fall silent on the other end for a moment. "How is your wife's condition?” Helena asked again. "Worsening. She seems to be in more pain. The effects also seem to be getting heavier. Her head often throbs, and she is restless in her sleep. The doctor suggested that I take her to a psychiatrist," Marco said again."In that case, t
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire psychiatrist
Marco could only wait in another room for an hour. Beyond that, he felt an overwhelming sense of anxiety as Letta began to be left with a psychiatrist currently inside the room. Marco didn't know the condition of his wife and how far it had progressed, until finally the door in front of him opened, revealing a smiling doctor. "For Mrs. Letta, you can accompany our nurse to another room, and for Mr. Marco, you can come in with me," said a female psychiatrist named Maria. Letta then gripped the clothing Marco was wearing slightly, making Maria smile. "It's okay, you will just do some relaxation with our nurse to make you less tense. It's alright, I will talk to your husband,” Maria said, trying to calm Letta, which eventually made Letta follow the nurse's steps. Meanwhile, Marco entered immediately. Marco sat across from Maria, who was now looking at the white paper in front of her, which seemed to be the result of her examination with Letta, until Maria looked at Marco."You must be
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire a bad dream
Letta furrowed her brow as she didn't recognize the place she was currently in. It was like a vast grassland, with some trees and unfamiliar-looking flowers. However hard Letta tried to remember, she had never been to a place like this before. Suddenly, as Letta was about to take a step, a shadow became clearer in front of her, causing Letta to fall silent. Letta saw a woman who was now facing away from her. "Don't take pictures of me like that, your camera might get damaged,” she said cheerfully, making Letta furrow her brow because, of course, Letta recognized that voice. It was like her own voice. Then, Letta turned to another direction upon hearing the response from the woman. A man who was aiming his camera made Letta think again. Of course, Letta remembered clearly, it was the man she had met who claimed to be called Abian. So, what were they doing in front of her?Letta wanted to walk closer when the woman turned around and looked at Abian, making Letta widen her eyes. Her gue
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Then, tell me
As promised earlier, today Letta looked excited as she prepared to meet her little daughter whom she had not seen for almost a week. There was a sense of happiness radiating from Letta, but for some reason, she also felt embarrassed to meet Helena and Freya in her current condition. Letta was intrigued when she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder, turning her gaze to Marco, who was smiling broadly. "Are you ready?" Marco asked, making Letta return his smile. "Yes, I'm ready,” Letta replied. "Are you sure you're okay?” Marco asked again, making Letta nod her head. "I'm fine, in fact, I feel very well because I'm going to meet our daughter," Letta said, as Marco helped her to stand up. "Then let's go. I've already rescheduled my meeting, so I'll be the one to take you to Mommy's house. Afterward, I'll also take you home before I go to the office,” Marco said, making Letta nod her head. Letta didn't want to argue with her husband, especially in her current condition. Marco would surel
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I'll take care of everything
Arabella gazed at Letta, who had been silent in front of her for the past ten minutes. Of course, Arabella knew that at this moment, the wife of her former fiancé and childhood friend must be hesitant to confide in her due to the past connection between herself and Marco. This made Arabella finally let out a long sigh. "If you're hesitant to tell me everything because of my past relationship with Marco, it's better to hold back. I don't want you to feel burdened," Arabella said, causing Letta to glance at her briefly before looking down at her fingers. "Yes, that is indeed my concern right now. I always used to tell Marco everything I felt, but somehow, I feel like there's something within me that's preventing me from breathing freely," Letta said, making Arabella look at her for a moment. "That might be because you need someone whom you can confide in. Yes, that's why I'm offering myself. Maybe because we're both women, we might understand each other. I'm not forcing you, though.
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I leave everything to you
Marco furrowed his brow as he saw Arabella visiting his house, knowing that she rarely ever came to his grand home before. "What's with that expression?” Arabella asked, looking at Marco, who was now gazing at her with raised eyebrows. "I should be asking you the same thing. What brings you here?" Marco inquired, causing Arabella to shrug indifferently. "Why, is there a problem? I just came to pay a visit," Arabella replied. "I'm busy at the moment, so you should head back and schedule with your manager. Aren't you going to be busy with the Fashion Week in Paris soon?" Marco said, to which Arabella just grinned. "Did I say I wanted to meet you?" Arabella retorted, making Marco look at her witha puzzled expression. "Then who else would you want to meet at this house besides me?” Marco asked. "Of course, I wanted to meet Letta. Is your wife around?" Arabella asked, causing Marco to fold his arms and gaze at Arabella with his arrogant stare."What business do you have with my wife
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