Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Marco furrowed his brow as he saw tears wetting his wife’s face. Yes, Letta was now sleeping right next to his bed, prompting Marco to slowly reach out and gently stroke Letta’s face. This made Letta slowly furrow her brow and try to open her eyes, and it was then that Letta jerked when she saw Marco had awakened from his sleep.

“You’re awake?” Letta asked, slightly sitting up, making Marco, who still felt weak, nod.

“How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?” Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head. And in the next moment, Marco could see Letta, who could not contain her tears wetting her face.

“Thank goodness,” Letta said, crying softly, making Marco unable to pull Letta closer.

“Don’t cry, please,” Marco said, his voice still weak.

“I’m just scared,” Letta said, her body shaking violently, as if the sadness could not be contained any longer.

“I’m really scared, I’m scared that you won’t open your eyes again,” Letta said, truly sobbing by Marco’s side, making Marco struggle to sit up, then pull Letta into his embrace. And in the warmth of her husband’s embrace, Letta truly cried her heart out, while Marco only stroked his wife’s small back, trying to calm her down first, knowing how much anxiety she was feeling.

“I was so worried. Do you know how scared I was when I saw you lying there with your eyes closed, without any response, without any indication of when you would open your eyes again?” Letta said, gripping the clothes Marco was wearing.

“What if you really don’t open your eyes? Will you leave me all alone? Don’t you know that I’m relying on you?” Letta said, making Marco finally shake his head.

“It’s okay, I will never leave you. I will never lie weak like this in front of you again, I promise,” Marco said, making Letta release her embrace. After that, she looked up, gazing at her husband, who still looked very pale, a sight that felt foreign to Letta as she saw Marco appearing so helpless.

“Yes, you did promise me, but what if God wants you to break that promise? What if God takes you without warning?” Letta said again.

“Even God won’t be able to separate us. I promise you that, so please stop crying, I beg you,” Marco said, making Letta even more tearful hearing her husband’s words.

“I’m fine now, especially seeing you here by my side. I feel like I can fight that scoundrel again,” Marco said, making Letta shake her head.

“It’s all over. He won’t dare to come near us again. We can live freely again, happily,” Letta said, making Marco smile. He then nodded. Marco then loosened their embrace, then looked at his wife’s round belly.

“So, how about you and our baby?” Marco asked, making Letta bow her head slightly, then caress her round belly.

“He’s fine, he’s even been moving actively all day while I’ve been waiting for you here. Maybe he knows that his mother is sad, and he wants to comfort me,” Letta said, making Marco smile. Marco then reached out his hand, and it was then that Marco felt the movements inside. Marco felt as if his hand was being kicked by a small kick that warmed his heart, and Letta noticed it as Marco was slightly taken aback. After that, Letta looked at Marco.

“He’s greeting you. He’s saying, is Daddy okay?” Letta asked, making Marco nod. He then felt the movements again in Letta’s belly.

“Come here,” Marco said, making Letta finally join him on the bed, leaning on her husband’s shoulder while Marco continued to feel the active movements of their little one inside Letta’s belly.

“Forgive your father for not being able to take good care of your mother’s safety,” Marco said, making Letta look up and gaze at Marco, who was looking at her round belly.

“But I promise that from now on, I will bring abundant happiness to you and your mother. I will take care of you and make sure that you are safe and happy by my side,” Marco said again, making Letta smile. Letta then reached out her hand to gently stroke Marco’s face, before giving a kiss on his firm jaw, which still felt cold, his skin still pale, making Letta feel a little strange about Marco’s condition, which usually always appeared charming and fresh.

“With you by my side, I already feel so relieved. We will go through everything together. It’s not just you who will bring happiness, but me too, and our baby will bring happiness to you. We will complement each other,” Letta said, making Marco nod his head.

“Yes, I know because you are the source of happiness for me, and how could I not take care of you well,” Marco said. They fell silent for a moment, until there was a knock on the door, before Pedro entered and smiled.

“Welcome back, Sir,” Pedro said, making Marco only smile faintly.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t say you’re going to give a report right away, when my husband has just woken up from his sleep,” Letta said, making Marco just smile, while Pedro seemed to lower his head.

“Okay, then I’ll come back later when you feel better, I’ll be back,” Pedro said, about to turn around, but Marco immediately stopped him.

“It’s okay, Pedro. Just say what you want to say,” Marco said, making Letta look at him with a protesting look, but Marco just gave his sweet smile, as if to say that it was just a report, and he would be fine. Pedro finally gave his report to his master.

“I have taken care of those scoundrels and made sure they will languish behind bars for a very long time. We have ensured that they will never escape from their suffering there,” Pedro said, making Marco nod.

“Yes, I do trust you, and you have done your best. You have done what they deserve,” Marco said, making Pedro nod.

“But there is one more thing I have to report,” Pedro said, making Marco look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Go on,” Marco said.

“When we searched Lemos’ hideout, it turned out he had some very surprising evidence. Not just illegal firearms, but also other illicit goods that further aggravated his punishment. But not only that, after we hacked into his usual laptop, it turns out he had someone in our circle,” Pedro explained, making Marco furrow his brow.

“What do you mean?” Marco asked.

“I still couldn’t catch who had been giving information to Lemos, but he knows anything related to you and Madam. They communicate through emails with this person who uses a pseudonym, and we still haven’t been able to track down this person,” Pedro said, as Marco was about to respond when the door opened, revealing Marco’s guards who now entered.

“There’s a delivery for Madam,” the guard said.

“For me?” Letta asked, and the next moment, not just one guard, but nearly five guards brought bouquets of flowers, fruits, sweet treats, even cotton candy into the room, making Letta widen her eyes when she saw her favorite food in front of her, and this made Marco look at Pedro with a questioning look.