Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Finally, Letta was able to tell everything that Marco wanted to hear, recounting her entire life and the beginnings of her feelings of happiness, sadness, frustration, touched moments, and the pain she felt when leaving Marco, and enduring with Freya. Letta revealed everything to Marco so that he knew that it was what she felt when she left all the beautiful and painful memories about him.

Marco then brought his face closer to Letta’s, making Letta close her eyes as she felt the warm breath of Marco enveloping her face.

“Iam the cruelest yet fortunate man to have had you. I didn’t know that from the beginning our fate seemed ironic, and it must have been very painful for you. And I am fortunate that you were willing to accept a man like me,” Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Letta also didn’t know how she could develop such feelings for Marco. Although from the beginning, it was only the pain that Marco inflicted, it seemed that was also what made Letta have the opposite feelings for her husband. Despite the pain that Marco inflicted, he also cared for her deeply, loved her sincerely, and protected her in his own way.

“I don’t know, I can’t respond to your words right now. I also don’t know what I really feel right now. I just want to give youa chance and give Freya a chance. That’s all I can think about right now,” Letta said, making Marco nod.

“And I will never disappoint you again,” Marco said, then pulling Letta’s neckline, pressing their lips together. Letta gripped Marco’s shoulders as she felt Marco’s tongue slipping into the crevice of her lips. Marco pulled Letta’s waist, making Letta finally sit on his lap, without releasing their connected lips. Especially when Letta felt how his large hands slipped under her clothes, causing her whole body to react instantly. Perhaps it was because Letta hadn’t felt anything familiar like this in a very long time, or whatever it was. Because it was easy for Letta to accept Marco with his warm and gentle touch.

Letta could feel when Marco started to deepen their kiss, when Marco began to press the nape of her neck. How their tongues intertwined with each other made it difficult for Letta to take a breath. Until finally, Letta pushed Marco’s shoulders a little, seeing how his eyes were staring at her with a hazy gaze, as well as herself, her face heating up and blushing, indicating that she was responding to what Marco had done. It was only a moment for Letta to take oxygen for her lungs, when Marco pressed the back of her neck and their lips touched each other again, making Letta unable to resist.

Marco then released their connected lips, moving down to Letta’s neck, making Letta only able to wrap her arms around Marco, as Marco gave a gentle kiss on her neck, intending to leave a rosy mark. When Letta forbade him, “Don’t leave any marks,” Letta said between breaths that sounded beautifully melodic in Marco’s ears.

“I don’t promise anything,” Marco said, making Letta finally pat Marco’s chest, then shaking her head.

“Freya can see that, and Freya will definitely ask about it. I still can’t give an answer that I have to explain to Freya,” Letta said, making Marco tug at the corner of his lips.

“You can say that it’s a bug that bit you,” Marco said, winking at her, making Letta roll her eyes lazily.

“Come on, for now, don’t do anything, okay,” Letta said, making Marco not even respond. Marco hugged Letta again, breathing in the scent of his wife deeply.

“I miss this scent of yours. I didn’t throw away anything you used to wear. Everything is still the same, neatly arranged. Whether it’s your clothes, your toiletries, or anything related to you,” Marco said, making Letta immediately look at Marco questioningly.

“Is that so?” Letta asked, making Marco nod his head.

“Yes, there was even one of the servants who was about to tidy up my room and accidentally wanted to throw away the lotion that even had a little bit left of yours, and I fired him immediately,” Marco said, making Letta immediately stare at him with wide eyes.

“Just because of that lotion?” Letta asked, making Marco nod his head.

“Yes, it’s because you didn’t leave enough belongings for me. It seems like you planned it all. You even got rid of all your belongings so that I wouldn’t be reminded of you. No, but I found those things,” Marco said, as he remembered clearly when Letta left

That house. She even took all her clothes or anything related to her. But Pedro managed to find all those items and bring them back to his large house because Marco couldn’t bear to lose anything related to Letta. Marco rearranged everything quite neatly, as if Letta was still in that grand house. Although during those 2 years, Marco spent most of his time busy at the office, he still wanted the house not to lose Letta’s presence. She was the lady of the house, and that would never change.

“How could you find it, even though I arranged it quite well?” Letta said again, making Marco smile.

“That’s why I have Pedro by my side. He can do anything that others can’t do,” Marco said, making Letta seem unable to comment on Pedro.

“Then rest. It’s already late at night, and there’s still a lot of work left tomorrow morning,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

“I still want this. I still miss you. Even doing just this doesn’t feel like enough. I really want to keep you in my embrace for as long as possible,” Marco said, making Letta immediately give him an intimidating look, then shake her head.

“Remember, there’s Freya now. Freya also needs me, so you can’t monopolize me alone like before,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

“Yes, I couldn’t even resist at all with our little daughter. I wonder what kind of reaction Freya will give when she finds out that I am her father? Will she hate me?” Marco asked. Of course, Letta had no intention of vilifying Marco in the slightest. She wouldn’t mention the big mistakes Marco had made. Why she left him. And that’s Letta’s homework right now. Letta had to find the right words and reasons to give to Freya, so as not to vilify Marco to her little daughter. Because right now, Letta just wanted Freya to accept Marco as her father, nothing more. At least Freya also had to get aman who could be the best father figure for her, and Letta couldn’t say that Marco was the man who had hurt her so deeply.

“Aren’t you planning to sleep with me tonight?” Marco asked, making Letta immediately look at him with a questioning gaze.

“What?” Letta asked, widening her eyes.

“No, no. I mean not like that. It’s just that I want to sleep with you, in a good way. I don’t want to ask for anything more than that, as long as you don’t ask me first. You know, don’t you, that we are still husband and wife, but I still won’t touch you if you don’t want it. Tonight, I just want to sleep as usual. You and I sleep side by side, without doing anything. You know what I mean, right?” Marco said, making Letta silent before trying to think if what Marco said could be trusted.

“You promise you won’t do anything,” Letta said, because in fact, Letta could have done what had just been said, without her asking, Letta would easily be swayed.

“I promise, I won’t do anything, or push in any way. I promise, I just want you to be by my side. I haven’t slept soundly for a very long time,” Marco said, and what he said was true. It seemed that for years Marco had never slept soundly at all, because he couldn’t smell Letta’s scent, which was slowly fading from his kiss.

“Okay, then. But remember, you have to wake up before Freya does, okay?” Letta said, making Marco immediately furrow his brow.

“Why? Aren’t we going to say that lam her father? She will understand, won’t she, if we sleep in the same room?” Marco said, making Letta shake her head.

“Not for now. At least we have to explain it first, so that Freya won’t be too shocked,” Letta said, making Marco finally nod his head.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Okay, then. So we will rest now, and I won’t sleep on the sofa, right?” Marco asked again, making Letta just nod her head.

“I agree, under the conditions you mentioned earlier,” Letta said, making Marco finally smile widely. They then entered Letta’s private room, and at that moment, Marco felt like he could live again, as he sensed the familiar scent that he had not felt for years, how Letta”s scent filled a room.

“I like this room,” Marco said, even though the room was not as big and luxurious as the one he occupied. But still, this was the best room, because there was Letta”s scent in it.

“Just say it honestly if you’re not comfortable sleeping on that hard mattress. You can book a hotel,” Letta said, but Marco, without answering, immediately ran and lay down on the bed, making Letta just shake her head.

“As usual, I’ll sleep on the left side, and the right side is your habit, right?” Marco said, recalling Letta’s sleeping habit. Letta then climbed onto the bed where Marco had patted a spot for her.

“It feels like this is not my room, but your room,” Letta said, and then Marco opened both of his arms. It seemed that at this moment, Marco was inviting Letta to sleep in his embrace.

“I’m not sure if it will be comfortable or not,” Letta said, making Marco immediately smile sweetly.

“I can even make you sleep soundly until tomorrow morning. You trust me, don’t you, that I can provide warmth for you,” Marco said with the words he uttered for her. But Letta didn’t hesitate to fall asleep in Marco’s embrace, as it had been a very long time since Letta felt so comfortable sleeping in this position, close to Marco.