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Marco furrowed his brow slightly when he realized Letta wasn't by his side. He felt anxious and worried, especially when recalling bad memories. He put on his bathrobe and hurried to the bathroom. After checking the empty bathroom and dressing room, Marco noticed scattered clothes belonging to Letta, reminding him that he forgot to take Letta shopping.After freshening up, Marco changed into casual clothes and headed downstairs. As he passed the guards and servants, they saluted and bowed, something that was usual at Marco's house. As he was about to head to the garden, he heard a commotion coming from the kitchen, prompting him to furrow his brow and decide to check first before looking for Letta. In the kitchen, Marco was surprised to see Letta sandwiched between two servants and Desi, observing the messy state of the kitchen."What are you doing?" Marco asked, and seeing his wife's face made him smile broadly. Letta answered somewhat irritably, "Come on, if you want to tease, you b
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Marco then smiled and approached Letta. He then embraced her from behind, taking over the watering of the plants and turning it off before releasing her carelessly."It's okay, don't be angry like that. If you keep making that face, I might just devour you anytime," said Marco, causing Letta to want to respond. However, Marco immediately placed his index finger on his wife's soft lips."No protests. I truly had no intention of disparaging your cake. I was just worried that if you went down to the kitchen, you might get hurt," Marco finally said, causing Letta to sigh deeply."I do have to go down to the kitchen as a woman, as a future mother. Of course, I have to provide delicious meals for my husband and my children. You know, everything I forget truly makes me forget how to cook. Isn't that normal?" Letta asked, making Marco shake his head."You don't need to do that. What's the point of hiring the best cook in this house if you're going back to the kitchen in the end?" Marco said,
Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child I'm not greedy
Letta looked back at Marco, who was now sitting next to her, his gaze focused on the road ahead where the congested cars filled the streets. Somehow, Letta felt the timing was a little off because the traffic jam was consuming their remaining time on the road. If the traffic had been smooth, they would have reached the shopping center in about 15 minutes. It had been more than 30 minutes, yet their car hadn't moved an inch. Letta could see how Marco's jaw was clenched. It seemed that it wasn't just the traffic jam making Marco look angry, but also someone who had sent flowers to her that they still didn't know about. Letta had only read the card, which said the flowers were as beautiful and charming as her. It seemed that was why his emotions finally surfaced. Letta then stroked the back of Marco's hand, which was now gripping the steering wheel, making Marco look deeply at Letta. "Are you still angry?" Letta asked, making Marco finally sigh deeply. "I'm not angry," Marco replied, ma
Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child Three weeks ago
Letta had been staring at the test pack in front of her for an hour. Her body froze, and she felt breathless when the word "pregnant" appeared on the test pack. This caused Letta to finally sit down on the cold bathroom tiles. She could only bow her head over her knees, tightly hugging them. For a moment, in that position, Letta began to lament all the mistakes and carelessness she had made in the past few hours. This reminded her of an incident a few weeks ago, where it all began.Three weeks ago,Letta had to attend the company's anniversary event where she worked, a leading airline company in various countries. Fortunately, Letta was able to become one of the employees in the large company. Of course, this was thanks to the hard work she had put in from the beginning to get into the company. Finally, Letta became a flight attendant and part of JV.Airlines.Letta looked at the large mirror in front of her, making sure her appearance was suitable for the luxurious event to be attende
Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child stay with me tonight
Letta was now struggling to carry a tall, bulky man to a room somewhere, while being intoxicated herself. Letta, in a spirit of mutual assistance, was also dealing with another drunken individual."Can you tell me where your room is?" Letta asked for the umpteenth time, as the man only bowed his head and followed Letta's steps. Letta didn't know which room to take the man to, so she ended up just wandering through the corridors on the floor she was on."Actually, how much did he drink to end up unconscious like this?" Letta murmured while struggling to drag the man's hefty body. Eventually, upon reaching the elevator door, Letta tried to dig into the man's jacket, hoping for some clue to help her. The stroke of luck favored Letta when she found the key to the man's room, which turned out to be in the VVIP suite of the hotel, causing Letta to blink in disbelief.Letta finally pressed the button for the highest floor in the lift to take the man to his room. After some struggle and a few
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Marco continued to stare blankly at the flat screen in front of him, his mind filled not with the emails that were currently flashing across it, but with the image of a woman who had accompanied his nights for the past few weeks. The memory of her lingered vividly, disrupting his sleep and filling his thoughts with the softness of her touch and the sweetness of her lips. Even the natural fragrance of her body might be enough for Marco to recognize her."So, have you read the email from Abraham?" someone across from Marco asked, causing him to finally shift his gaze towards his friend, who, for some reason, always seemed to be in his office during working hours like this."Stop loitering around in my office. It's still working hours. Don't you have a job? Are you too relaxed that you keep hanging around in front of me?" Marco asked, causing Jonas to shrug nonchalantly."That's the life of an heir to the Milis Group fortune. I don't have to worry about the heavy burdens on my shoulders.
Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child Mia
Mia looked at her friend with a furrowed brow, noting that Letta had appeared not quite herself for some time now."Are you sure you're not unwell?" Mia asked, curious, as she approached Letta, who was sitting there trying to pull her sweater closer."I'm fine, I think," Letta replied, causing Mia to sigh in frustration."That's not a definite answer, Letta. You need to get yourself checked or look into your possibly packed schedule. These past few weeks, you've been refusing to take flights," Mia said, making Letta clench her sweaty fingers."Actually, I've already submitted my resignation letter," Letta suddenly announced, shocking Mia with the sudden decision Letta had made. Letta hadn't mentioned it at all to Mia, who always knew everything Letta was dealing with. Mia seemed slightly disappointed with Letta's decision."And then?" Mia asked, waiting for Letta to continue."I can't just leave right away. I said I wanted to leave right now, but it might take about two weeks to proce
Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire child Stop teasing me
Letta tried to continue walking as Marco's entourage passed her, but suddenly her body froze when she heard his baritone voice from behind."Hey, can you wait a moment?" he said, making Letta even unable to turn her body, just staying silent while staring at the tips of her shoes, not knowing what would happen to her next. Hearing Marco's steps approaching, "Are you not listening to me?" he asked again, making Letta finally try to exhale a long breath to control her heartbeat a little."Are you unwell?" someone now standing right beside her asked, making Letta force herself to look up at the face in front of her, then widen her eyes before lowering her gaze again. Of course, it was the face of the man who had shared her bed a few weeks ago."You're my employee, aren't you? I don't want any of my employees working in such a condition. I don't want to be sued later on," Marco said, folding his arms and scrutinizing Letta's appearance, which could only meekly bow down."I'm sorry, sir, b
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