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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Freya jovanka
Marco then chose to smile and reassure Letta. "Everything will be fine. I will instruct Pedro to find out what that person really wants. It must be related to the package sent to Chicago," Marco said, making Letta look at their sleeping daughter in her arms. "I'm afraid that person might target our baby because they know she's our happiness. I'm afraid everything will crumble just like that when we've just experienced this happiness,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head. Marco then caressed Letta’s cheek and kissed her forehead. "I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone dare to snatch away this happiness," Marco said, making Letta pause for a moment as she gazed into her husband's dark eyes. As if Letta truly had to trust Marco's words, she finally nodded and smiled. "I believe in you. You won't let any danger come near me and our daughter," Letta said. "That's right, hand our baby to the nurse and let her rest in her bed. You should rest too after this long struggle," Mar
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Freya presence
Letta began to blink her eyes when she felt a gentle stroke on her face, and the first sight she saw was Marco's warm smile. "How was your sleep, sound?” Marco asked, making Letta nod while looking around. Letta then startled as she realized that she now had a little angel. "How long did I sleep? How is she? Didn't she cry?" Letta asked, making Marco smile. “She only cried for a moment, and I held her. She fell back asleep right away," Marco said, making Letta look directly at her husband with a questioning gaze. “Why?” Marco asked. "You held her?" Letta asked again, making Marco nod. "Yes, even with the help of the nurse earlier, I still wasn't brave enough to take her out of the baby bed. But I was skilled enough to hold the little baby. She seemed content in my warm embrace,” Marco said, winking one of his eyes, making Letta smile. Letta then tried to sit up with Marco's help, looking at the baby bed where their little daughter was still sound asleep. "Isn't she hungry?” Let
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire little daughter
Letta then glanced at Marco, who was busy with his phone. He seemed to be contacting someone, making Letta smile before returning her gaze to Freya, who was in her arms. Letta smiled at the rosy cheeks as Freya avidly drank her breast milk. Letta also felt at peace because she could finally provide enough breast milk for Freya. Although it didn't come out on the first and second days, her milk began to flow smoothly on the third day, making Letta feel relieved. Somehow, something seeped into her heart, as if her feelings as a mother truly felt complete, especially when she could now provide the best for her little daughter. Until Letta looked up as she watched Marco approaching. "Is she asleep?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. "No, only her eyes are closed, but look, she's still drinking breast milk eagerly," Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then sat next to Letta, gently caressing their beautiful daughter's face. "Who?" Letta asked, looking at Marco, making Marco loo
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire my firsl grandchil
As Marco mentioned earlier, Letta continued to gaze at the clock on the bedside table. Although it was already late afternoon, Edward and Helena had not yet shown up. Marco just smiled thinly at his wife's restlessness. "Why haven't they arrived yet?” Letta asked, making Marco just smile. “Perhaps they're on the road, the traffic seems to be jammed,” Marco replied, trying to calm Letta. However, Letta became increasingly restless and anxious before their arrival actually happened. Suddenly, someone knocked on their room door, making Letta widen her eyes. "Are they here?” Letta asked in a whisper, making Marco just smile as he walked to the door and opened it. Several guards were seen carrying many gifts in front of them, as if Marco could already guess the origin of all the gifts they brought. "Are all of these gifts from Mommy?" Marco asked the guards, who nodded. Marco invited them in and arranged the gifts inside. Letta could only blink her eyes as she saw the gifts brought by
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire protect you in my own
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
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I’II give up everything
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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