Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Letta is currently accompanying Freya, who is being treated by a nurse. Freya winced slightly, gazing in her mother’s direction.

“Freya, the nurse is treating your wound right now. After this, you’ll get better,” said Letta, who was now with her daughter ina small hospital in the small town.

Freya, who could only cry softly, nodded her head after the nurse finished bandaging the wounds on her knees and elbows, causing Freya to look up at Letta.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“What about Uncle earlier?” Freya asked with a whimper, causing Letta to fall silent for a moment, making Freya gaze at her mother.

“Will Uncle die?” Freya asked again, making Letta smile and shake her head.

“No, Uncle won’t die. He’s just injured and resting now,” said Letta, making Freya nod her head.

“Uncle saved Freya, right?” Freya asked again, making Letta nod.

“That means Freya has to thank him. Can Freya meet Uncle?” Freya asked again, making Letta reach out, wiping the tears from her little daughter’s cheeks.

“You’ll meet him after Uncle recovers. For now, it’s better for us to go home and rest, because I’m sure you’re tired too, aren’t you?” Letta said, making Freya nod her head.

Letta then smiled at the nurse before leaving the room. There was Rose waiting, looking worriedly at Freya.

“Is she okay?” Rose asked Letta, who nodded. Then, she bent down to look at her little daughter.

“Tonight, you’ll go home with Rose, okay?” Letta said, making Freya furrow her brow.

“What about Mom?” Freya asked.

“I have to take care of Uncle. Isn’t he still injured? He doesn’t have any family here, so it has to be me who handles all his affairs,” Letta said, causing Freya to immediately grip her mother’s hand.

“Then, Freya will stay here with Mom. Besides, Freya also wants to take care of Uncle Hero,” Freya said, making Letta furrow her brow.

“Uncle Hero?” Letta asked, making Freya nod her head.

“Yes, that’s what we call Uncle, because he saved Freya. Because of Freya, Uncle got injured a lot and now needs a lot of rest,” Freya said, making Letta smile.

“No need for that. When Uncle wakes up, Mom will allow you to meet him. So, it’s better to go home with Rose now and rest. I promise to come home right away after all the business here is settled,” Letta said, making Freya fall silent for a moment before nodding her head.

“Okay, then,” Freya replied, making Letta straighten up, looking at Rose.

“Can I leave Freya with you? I have some things to take care of here,” Letta said, making Rose, who was Letta’s close neighbor, nod her head. Rose was a single woman five years older than Letta. She was kind and very fond of Freya. When Letta had to send grapes or had other business, it was Rose who always looked after Freya. For that reason, Letta trusted Rose to take care of her little daughter.

“Of course, Freya will be with me. You just take care of whatever is here calmly,” Rose said, making Letta nod her head.

“Thank you,” replied Letta, before Rose took Freya home. Meanwhile, Letta walked down another hallway where Marco was being treated. There, Letta saw Abian, who was keeping watch in the waiting room.

“How is he doing?” Letta asked, making Abian straighten up, gazing towards the window that showed Marco still with his eyes closed.

“He’s still unconscious,” Abian answered, making Letta look at the man who she never even thought would be in front of her ina condition like this.

“What about his injuries?” Letta asked again.

“He needs some stitches on his hand and temple, and also some wounds on his legs and other parts. But the doctor said there are no internal or serious injuries suffered by Marco,” explained Abian, making Letta nod her head.

“Thank goodness for that,” Letta said, making them fall silent. Letta continued to watch Marco, while Abian continued to watch the woman who for some reason looked very anxious right now.

“You can go in to see him,” Abian said, making Letta turn to him.

“No need, I just need to make sure he’s okay and take care of everything in this hospital,” Letta said, making Abian shake his head.

“Yes, that’s what you think. But not for him,” Abian said, making Letta fall silent. Letta also knew that even though she

Was avoiding it today, once he regained consciousness, Marco would definitely meet her and do what he wanted right now. But Letta fell silent.

“Besides, he’s still unconscious, right? I’m sure you want to make sure up close,” Abian said, then turned and left Letta alone, who was still staring at Marco through the glass wall separating his room. Letta was truly shocked, not only because she almost lost her daughter, but also because Marco suddenly came and saved their daughter.

After a few minutes of watching him from afar, Letta began to exhale deeply. Letta began to reach out and open Marco’s room door. After that, she walked slowly and stopped right beside Marco’s bed. Somehow, for 2 years, not even hearing any news, it turned out that Marco was still the same. Only his hair looked longer, his jawline more prominent. Otherwise, he was still the Marco she had left.

“And finally, you found us,” Letta said after a moment of silence. Letta didn’t know how to act. Letta didn’t know what she was feeling right now, whether she was still surprised or felt something that was currently weighing heavily on her heart. Whether it was because Marco found her or the overwhelming longing she felt right now, Letta could only grip her chest tightly.

Letta didn’t know if Marco was aware that the little girl he saved was his daughter. That’s why she didn’t hesitate to lunge at the fast-moving car that was blocking his body. Letta also didn’t know if Marco saw her running towards him when the blood was already aging around the hard asphalt. What Letta saw was when Marco closed his eyes and hugged Freya, who was crying in his embrace.

Letta then reached out her hand, intending to pull back the strands of hair covering Marco’s face, but Letta refrained. It seemed that she would never be able to do what she really wanted. Letta then shook her head again. Although Letta realized that she was currently feeling an overwhelming longing for the man who was still her husband, she didn’t want to ruin her efforts over the past two years to avoid him.

Until finally, Letta’s intention to turn away as she said. She just needed to make sure that Marco was okay and take care of all the hospital affairs. After that, Letta would truly disappear again. But all of that stopped when she felt a hand now gripping her wrist, making Letta’s heart beat fast.

Of course, Letta knew who had stopped her this time. The hand that felt like it was gripping her wrist as if trying to hold back the life that made Letta close her eyes. Letta didn’t want it all to happen again, so she tried to push the hand away. But it felt like it was holding her even tighter.

“I beg you, don’t go,” the weak words now sounded in Letta’s ears. The voice sounded heavy and powerless, as if pleading with her, pleading for her presence, making Letta fall silent. She didn’t dare to turn around to see how those eyes would look at her, to receive the expression he would give. Letta didn’t know what to do when facing the man who was now looking at her small back.