Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

And true enough, their argument did come to a halt, not because Letta and Marco wanted to end it or because one of them conceded, but because someone now entered the room with a wide smile, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and fruits in the other. Letta's smile also widened upon seeing the person. However, it was the opposite with Marco; he immediately looked at him with a sharp gaze and a hardened jaw.

"I thought I would be kicked out again and told to go home because your guards took so long to call me," Jacob said casually, then placed the fruits he brought on the nightstand.

"Sorry, was I late to visit my dear cousin?" Jacob asked again, still with his annoying smile, looking at Letta and Marco.

"No, no, not at all. Luckily, I persuaded Marco to instruct Pedro to let the guest who wanted to visit Marco in immediately. Initially, Marco didn't want to meet anyone because he felt a little uncomfortable," Letta said, making Jacob nod. "Well, thank goodness you told him that. I was getting a little stiff waiting outside," Jacob said again. Letta then looked at Marco, and her smile disappeared. Letta remembered what Marco said about not being too friendly with Jacob, so she finally approached and whispered.

"For today, don't put on such a face. He means well, doesn't he?" Letta said, making Marco look at his wife with raised eyebrows.

"In that case, please sit. What did you bring?" Letta asked, ignoring the look from Marco that seemed to contradict her words.

"Nothing much, just a bouquet of flowers and some fruits. I rarely visit the sick, so I didn't know what I should bring when visiting them," Jacob said, making Letta smile.

"It's alright. Your visit alone is appreciated," Letta said, making Jacob smile, as if what he had been thinking during the journey had truly come to pass. Letta welcomed him with a broad smile and her friendly demeanor.

"I was going to bring you cotton candy, grilled sausages, waffles topped with ice cream, like the ones we had when we visited the exhibition. But it seems that's not good food for a patient," Jacob said, seemingly deliberately recalling their encounter at the exhibition, making Letta widen her eyes and look at Jacob with a sparkling gaze.

"those are foods that would certainly taste delicious if eaten now. I remember the time we went to the exhibition. Thank you for being so kind to me," Letta said, making Jacob shake his head.

"Well, I should be kind to my cousin's wife. Luckily, when you met me, it wasn't an encounter with a villain, because at that time, I saw you alone. I was curious why Marco let you wander alone," Jacob said, looking at Marco, who just glared back at him.

"Didn't I already say that at that time Marco forgot to instruct the guards to protect me?" Letta interjected.

"But afterwards, Marco really deployed all his men to look for me because I didn't come back," Letta continued, still with a smile at the end of her sentence, making Jacob nod as if it was a pleasant conversation for them, until the conversation stopped when Marco spoke up.

"What brings you here?" Marco said in a cold tone, making Jacob finally look at him with a serious gaze.

"As I said, I wanted to visit this cousin of mine. I heard the news that you were being treated in the hospital," Jacob said again, while Letta already knew that there was a cold aura between them, creating distance.

"Although I told Pedro to keep the news about my condition tightly sealed. I didn't know that Pedro's security was this weak, that outsiders would find out, and I also didn't know where the outsider got the information from, so easily," Marco said, making Jacob go silent.

"Come on, news in this day and age is not easy to hide, especially with someone like Marco Jovanka. It will surely spread immediately. Although not quickly, I am one of the people who would know it first," Jacob said again, making Marco look at him with raised eyebrows.

"Fine, haven't you already visited me? So, I think that's enough, because my wife and I need to rest," Marco said, subtly shooing Jacob away, as he didn't want Letta to be angry with him.

"Come on, I still want to chat with your wife a bit, and I'm a little curious since the first time I met her. Can I talk to you about it?" Jacob said, seemingly provoking Marco, making Marco immediately look back at him with his sharp gaze. "Nothing needs to be questioned about my wife, so you better leave the room now," Marco said, causing Letta to grip her husband's wrist and look at him with a gentle gaze, as if Marco would understand the meaning behind her gaze. "Come on, I'm just a little curious. Does her current pregnancy also affect her attitude towards me?" Jacob said, making Letta look back at him, while Marco clenched his fists, as Jacob seemed to be delving into Letta's changes due to his ignorance.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you directly about it at the exhibition, but I forgot to ask," Jacob said again, making Letta furrow her brow. "Why?" Letta asked.

"About your attitude, at the exhibition, I was a little hesitant to greet you, because as far as I know, our initial meeting wasn't great," Jacob said, making Letta even more confused.

"Our initial meeting," Letta murmured, beginning to think about Jacob's words.

"Enough of your nonsense, so please leave the room quickly," Marco said.

"Wait, he wants to tell us something, right? We should listen to him," Letta said, making Marco look at his wife immediately.

"We don't need to listen to his nonsense, so just let him go," Marco said, making Letta about to reply, when Jacob cut their conversation.

"Yes, our meeting at Uncle Edward's house. Didn't you say then that I shouldn't get too close to you, and you were uncomfortable with my presence? But at the exhibition, I was really surprised to receive that sweet smile from you. Even for just one smile, it seemed difficult for you to give to anyone other than Marco," Jacob said, making Letta blink.

"Is that so?" Letta asked, and that answer seemed to arouse suspicion from Jacob, who looked at them with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, don't you remember? Do you know that at that time you were really scared if you got close to me, as if Marco would finish you off right then and there? Yes, although your condition now looks much happier than it was back then, I'm also happy to see it," Jacob said, seemingly aware of the probing question he had to ask.

"What did I look like back then?" Letta asked, her face expressionless, making Jacob draw the corner of his lips.

"You looked like a wounded bird," Jacob said, and the next moment, Marco immediately shouted at him.

"Stop all that nonsense," Marco said, making Jacob look at him with a look of victory.

"Pedro, quickly call the guards and tell this outsider to leave my room," Marco said, making Pedro and two other guards finally enter.

"Get him out of here," Marco said with his fierce gaze.

"Okay, okay. You don't need to drag me. I will gladly leave this room, because I've seen my cousin and his wife are doing fine. Besides, I have gotten what I wanted. So, I hope you both recover soon," Jacob said with a sly smile. After that, waving his hand, he walked out of the room, while Letta immediately looked at Marco with a gaze.

"You owe me an explanation," Letta said.