Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

Marco then glanced at Letta, who was beginning to regulate her breathing. They had now arrived at the meeting building where the party was being held.

"Are you nervous?" Marco asked, causing Letta to gaze at her husband for a moment before nodding her head.

"Earlier, at home, I felt fine. But after seeing how crowded it is out there, I don't think my knees will be able to support my body. Should we just go back?" Letta asked, making Marco smile and shake his head.

"If you're feeling weak, that's not a reason to skip the party. I can help you," Marco said, winking, to which Letta immediately shook her head.

"Of course not. That's not an option I would ever consider. It would draw attention. Just coming with you, we'll definitely be immediately highlighted by various media, especially with your behavior like that," Letta said, making Marco chuckle. "Alright, then you can compose yourself for as long as you need. When you're ready, we'll go out," Marco said, making Letta nod her head for a moment.A few minutes later, Letta tried to reassure herself that she was ready to go to the party. Although she still felt shaky, it wasn't something that would stop her from introducing herself as Marco Jovanka's wife.

"So, are you ready now?" Marco asked, making Letta nod her head. Marco then kissed Letta's cheek.

"Don't worry, I'll never let go of this hand," Marco said. After that, they got out of the car and were immediately greeted by the flashing lights of numerous cameras in front of the building. Pedro ran and opened the door for Letta, and it was then that Marco greeted the journalists who had been waiting for his arrival. They were wondering who Marco would come with, whether with Arabella or as usual with his right-hand man named Pedro. But it turned out that when they saw a charming woman by Marco's side, they began to wonder if she was the wife that Marco had never mentioned. Because in any interview session, Marco had never mentioned Letta at all.

Although the journalists deliberately drew attention to ask about personal matters, Marco seemed unaffected. The public already knew that Marco was married, and yesterday's scandal with Arabella had some people saying that Marco's marriage news was fake. But now, Letta's presence by his side made people wonder again.

Marco was immediately guarded by the security personnel when the journalists approached with their cameras pointed at Letta and Marco. Marco immediately held Letta's waist possessively.

"Mr. Jovanka, could you introduce the woman beside you?" one of the journalists asked, making Marco smile.

"Yes, it seems you all know that she is my partner for tonight," Marco replied with a charming smile.

"So, what is your relationship? Is this your new lover after Miss Arabella?" another journalist asked.

"No, she's not my lover," Marco said, making Letta really want to step on her husband's foot as he toyed with the journalists who kept following their every move. Why didn't he just directly answer and introduce her as his wife, Letta thought, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the bustling and slightly crowded atmosphere around her.

"Then, what is your relationship? Is it just for tonight?" another journalist asked, making Letta widen her eyes. Letta then looked at Marco, who only smiled as if this was the beginning of his introduction.

"Well, as you can see, the charming woman beside me is my wife. Perhaps you've forgotten that I mentioned a few years ago that I was married, and she is my wife. I apologize for the delay in introducing her to you because my wife is a little shy and needed years to gather the courage to stand before you," Marco replied, making Letta truly promise to punish her husband when they got home.

"So, your marriage is an interesting story. Does that mean your marriage has been going on for how long? And what about the scandal with Miss Arabella?" a journalist asked.

"Yes, my marriage is almost entering its second year, and my wife also knows about the scandal, and it happened when my wife was pregnant. The scandal you created really burdened my wife," Marco said, making the journalists stir again upon hearing Marco's explanation that Letta was pregnant.

"That means you've got a child. Is your child a boy or a girl? How old is the child now?" another journalist asked.

"For now, that's as far as I can answer. Thank you for your participation. I must take my wife inside to enjoy the party, and you should go home soon because the weather is very cold. Don't catch a flu, okay?" Marco said, making the guards finally push the journalists away from Letta and Marco so they could enter the venue.

"You're really something else," Letta whispered, making Marco tighten his embrace.

"It's okay. After we toyed with the journalists, their resilience is quite strong, so my response will only make them work even harder," Marco said, making Letta just shake her head. They then entered the building where the event was being held. Many people had already arrived, and as Marco had guessed, the presence of his wife next to him truly made people look their way, either out of curiosity about his wife or because they were both exceptionally attractive at the moment. Even Marco found it difficult to control the attention, until one man walked up to Marco, making him immediately smile warmly.

"Mr. Jovanka, I didn't think you would come," he said, making Marco only smile.

"How could I not come to this fantasy event?" Marco said, making the man in front of him chuckle.

"Weil, you can, this party is just a celebration of a small event with the foundation that is currently working with me. You know, I'm a person who likes to share, so I don't forget about the foundation that I think is very good for us to support and develop," he said, making Marco nod as he listened to his business associate, while Letta stared at Marco, clearly wanting to shoo the man away, but Marco chose to remain silent with a smile.

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"By the way, who's the beautiful woman next to you, may I know her?" he asked again, reaching out his hand.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Letta, meet Mr. Tukal, and Mr. Tukal, this is my wife," Marco said, making Mr. Tukal narrow his eyes.

"So this is your wife whom you've been hiding all this time. No wonder you kept her hidden, wanting to enjoy her beauty all by yourself. You truly are a ruthless man," Mr. Tukal said, making Marco just smile.

"My wife is actually shy, so she needs time to attend crowded events like this. Although I never forbid her in any way," Marco said, making Letta truly want to hit her husband.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tukal," Letta said, making Mr. Tukal tightly grip her hand ina handshake.

"Wow, even her voice really caught my attention," Mr. Tukal said, and that made Marco immediately wipe the smile off his face. His jaw started to look firm, which also stopped Mr. Tukal, who seemed to realize he had gone too far in teasing Letta in front of her husband's guards.