Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

As promised earlier, Marco indeed relocated Letta to a place in the middle of the city, close to where Marco took care of all his affairs.

"How about this? Does it match what you wanted?" asked Marco, causing Letta to turn around and nod while smiling broadly at Marco. Letta immediately opened her room window, facing the beautiful view of the city of Chicago as the sun began to set, creating a warm atmosphere.

"This kind of ambiance is what I desire. Hearing the bustling of this big city makes me feel like I won't feel lonely, even when you're not around," said Letta, causing Marco to fall silent for a moment before eventually approaching her.

"Is that so? So I can be forgotten just with this commotion? You're so mean even though I can't find solace in anything when I'm away from you," said Marco, causing Letta to only glance at her husband briefly.

"You're such a liar. All this time you've only been focused on all your work and ignored me," said Letta, causing Marco to immediately pull his wife's waist closer.

"Since when did I neglect my wife? You know, to make you happy, fulfill all your needs, and also our future baby, I have to work hard while I'm still young and healthy, so that I can retire at the age of 40," said Marco, causing Letta to widen her eyes.

"So soon?" Letta asked, making Marco nod.

"Yes, my dream is to retire at the age of 40. I don't want to work hard when my hair is starting to turn white. I want to sit back and enjoy all the fruits of my labor from my younger years," said Marco, making Letta fall silent. "That means you're actually burdening all your possessions onto our child," said Letta, making Marco smile.

"That won't happen. Although I may keep an eye on things a bit, I want our future child to be a greater owner of Jovanka than me," said Marco, making Letta smile before she realized that their predicted child would be a girl.

"Why?" asked Marco, noticing the change in Letta's expression.

"No, it's just that I feel a little guilty maybe," said Letta, prompting Marco to reach out and gently stroke Letta's cheek.

"Why is that?" asked Marco.

"Don't you remember that our baby's prediction is a girl?" said Letta, knowing that all the wealth assets owned by Marco would fall to a male child, which is a common practice in their country, as the female child would eventually follow her husband who would also have all the assets from his own family, causing Marco to pull Letta into his embrace.

"It's not that important to me, whether it's a boy or a girl. Even though they are different, what's important is the love between us, not our wealth," said Marco, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment.

"Aren't you disappointed that I didn't give birth to a boy in my first pregnancy?" asked Letta, making Marco shake his head.

"Why would I be disappointed when we can try again," said Marco, winking one of his eyes, making Letta just smile.

"I'm being serious, but you keep teasing me," said Letta.

"I'm serious, I don't really think the first child has to be a boy. What matters to me is our flesh and blood, or they will also have a sibling. Even if the next one is a girl again, we will have a son. I won't differentiate between my children because they are born from you," said Marco, making Letta feel her heart warming with her husband's words.

"You promise you will never disappoint our children?" asked Letta, making Marco nod.

"Of course, I couldn't be so cruel as to compare a son and a daughter," said Marco, as Letta returned her husband's embrace. Until their embrace was interrupted by a knock on the door, causing Marco to immediately look towards it. "Come in," said Marco, as a servant entered with several trays in their hands. Marco had forgotten that they had ordered food for Letta earlier, which was now brought to their room.

"Just serve it over there," said Marco, making the servant neatly place the food before looking back at Letta.

"I didn't know what to order earlier, so I just ordered the best food here," said Marco, making Letta nod. They were indeed staying at a 5-star hotel in the city center, a very luxurious hotel that made Letta smile. "That's fine. Besides, I'm already hungry. Shall we eat now?" asked Letta, making Marco nod. Marco helped Letta sit before sitting across from her. Letta gazed at the meal with shining eyes, making Marco smile. "Can I eat all of this?" asked Letta, making Marco nod.

"Yes, you may, but slowly," said Marco, finally causing Letta to start enjoying the dishes in front of her one by one, tasting them with gleaming eyes. The dishes looked very delicious, making Letta unable to stop herself from devouring them. "Remember, your weight will increase again if you eat like that," teased Marco, making Letta just shrug nonchalantly.

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"It doesn't matter, because this dish is delicious, so I won't ignore it," said Letta, making Marco just smile. Of course, he would say that this time, but when Letta starts to weigh herself, she will surely regret not being able to control her eating. Marco still vividly remembers when they flew to Chicago earlier, Letta gained 3 kilos, and it made her in a bad mood all day. It was even difficult for Marco to persuade her. This time, when faced with delicious dishes, Letta seemed to forget everything. They remained silent for a while, continuing to enjoy the dishes before them, before Letta remembered her plan.

"When will you start taking care of your business here?" asked Letta, causing Marco's movement to pause. They had finished dinner and were currently sitting on the balcony enjoying the night in Chicago.

"As soon as possible, maybe after you go to sleep, I'll immediately take care of all my affairs," said Marco, making Letta look at him in disbelief.

"So soon?" asked Letta.

"Yes, of course. Maybe even if I were alone, I would take care of everything as soon as I got off the plane. But because I'm with you, I have to manage my time between my work and you. I don't want you to feel neglected and abandoned by me. I want to stay close to you with my work done," said Marco, as Letta reached out her hand and gently stroked her husband's back.

"I will support you. That's why I came here," said Letta, making Marco look at her with narrowed eyes.

"Will you really support me?" asked Marco, making Letta nod her head.

"Alright, then give me a different kind of support," Marco replied.

"What kind of different support?" asked Letta, making Marco lean in and whisper.

"Give support in a different way. Maybe you can give it before we sleep, like this," said Marco, leaning into Letta's neck, then kissing her gently. This made Letta widen her eyes, responding to Marco's temptation at a time like this.