Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire
Chapter 18

It seemed as if Letta had just closed her eyes when suddenly the doorbell of her apartment kept ringing incessantly. This forced Letta, who initially wanted to ignore the person disturbing her, to open her eyes wide, trying to gather her consciousness, and walk grumpily.

"Who's making such a ruckus early in the morning? Can't they stop pressing my apartment doorbell before it breaks?" Letta grumbled as she continued to walk clumsily towards the door.

When the door opened, Letta truly found herself fully awake. She saw a man who had been bothering her wherever she went for the past few days.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you always disturb my peace? I just fell asleep a few hours ago," Letta said with her weary face, especially with the dark circles under her eyes, which clearly indicated that she had just rested her body. This, of course, was not something Marco appreciated, especially given Letta's current condition.

That made Marco immediately step in and grab Letta, causing her eyes to widen.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Let go of my hand," Letta said, trying to release Marco's grip, which now seated her right on the sofa, while she stared at Marco with a sharp gaze.

"Why do you always act as you please in someone else's home?" Letta said, rubbing her slightly reddened wrist.

"You just said you fell asleep a few hours ago, so you're teaching my child to stay up all night," Marco said with his cold tone, leaving Letta speechless as she caressed her still-flat stomach.

"I'm not keeping it awake. Besides, he remains calm in my womb," Letta said, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance.

"Do you think if your body isn't tired, it won't affect him in any way?" Marco said, leaving Letta silent. Of course, Letta was aware of this basic knowledge. If her fetus was tired, it would undoubtedly hinder the nutrients that would enter their future child.

"I have no reason not to scold you after you stayed up all night. Besides, what's the point of doing that? Don't you have any pressing matters that keep you awake all night?" Marco said, looking at Letta with a disdainful gaze, making Letta feel slightly as though she was always looked down upon by Marco. Although she could do it, considering her social position, Marco was far above her. However, Letta couldn't let the man in front of her continuously trample on her. "Of course, I'm looking for a job. What else? Don't I have to earn money for daily expenses? So, stop trying to manage my life," Letta said, about to turn around and leave Marco. When Marco grabbed her shoulder and gripped it a little tightly, Letta immediately brushed Marco's hand off her shoulder.

"I've told you, from now on, you and the future baby are my responsibility, even though our marriage hasn't taken place yet. But still, I will provide for you from now on," Marco said, making Letta remain persistent.

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"No, thank you, because I am still capable of supporting myself," Letta said, making Marco smirk condescendingly.

"Come on, even until now, you haven't found a job. Are you going to let my future child starve in there? Of course, I won't let that happen. So, set aside your ego if you don't want anything bad to happen to the baby inside," Marco said, leaving Letta silent. However, Letta still wouldn't comply. She would act according to her wishes.

"I still have savings that I can use for the next month, while I look for a new job. So, you don't need to worry," Letta said, holding onto her dignity firmly, making Marco click his tongue in annoyance.

"A month? You only have a few days left before you become my wife and will be fully under my responsibility. So, stop whining and holding onto your pride. After all, I'm not trampling on it. I'm just providing the best option for you," Marco said, making Letta look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Let me clarify, the best option is for the child inside here, not for me," Letta said, leaving Marco silent. Of course, everything Marco did was solely for the sake of their future child.

"Fine, whatever your response is. So, stop being stubborn. Now come with me to get that pregnancy checked after you stayed up all night," Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes.

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"No-no. I just had my pregnancy checked a few days ago. Why should I go back there?" Letta said, causing Marco to once again stare at her with a sharp gaze.

"So you had your pregnancy checked without involving me?" Marco asked, making Letta nod her head.

"Of course, why should I involve you? I know you're busy too, aren't you?" Letta said, making Marco only able to rub his face roughly.

"That child is my child, so I have the right to know its development, and from now on, whatever you do that is related to that child, you must involve me," Marco said, making Letta grimace. It seemed like her life wouldn't be easy when it was entangled with a Marco Jovanka.

"Fine, whatever you're going to do, do it for the future, and now it's better if you leave. I need to rest," Letta said, about to turn around. However, once again, Marco stopped her.

"Are you going to rest on an empty stomach? I'm sure after staying up all night, you didn't even eat anything. So, it's better now to prepare any food to fill your stomach and provide nutrition for the child in your womb. Before you actually go to sleep, I'm sure you won't sleep for an hour or two. Maybe you'll sleep all day, and I won't let your stomach remain empty all day and let the child in the womb starve," Marco said, making Letta truly look at him with an incredulous gaze. Even though she might think about such things, when she slept, she wouldn't feel hungry. That's what Letta was thinking.

"Whatever you're thinking right now, instead of me dragging you to a restaurant and immediately getting checked by an obstetrician, it's better for you to follow my words. Go to the kitchen, drink your pregnancy milk, take the prescribed vitamins, and then rest," Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance and walk annoyingly to the kitchen, following all of Marco's words, so that she could sleep soundly and the man wouldn't bother her again.