Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Letta could only stare at her reflection in the mirror, pausing for a moment while closing her eyes. However, as Letta thought about how, after so long, she had been so close to Marco, Letta immediately moved her fingers to her lips, which still felt warm for some reason. Marco’s scent was still vivid, making Letta widen her eyes.

Letta then frustratedly ran her hand through her hair. Why did she get carried away like that, to the point where she didn’t push Marco to release their lip lock? It wasn’t the passionate kiss they used to engage in; it was just their lips touching each other. However, for some reason, Letta couldn’t even bring herself to pull away from Marco. Until finally, a knock on the bathroom door was heard, making Letta turn around as she saw Freya opening the door.

“What’s wrong, honey?” Letta asked.

“Don’t we have to go meet Uncle? Mom has prepared soup and porridge for him, right?” Freya said, almost making Letta forget about it.

“Alright, then, let me get ready first. You can wait for me while watching your favorite TV show, okay?” Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Letta then refocused on herself, not wanting to dwell on her foolishness. Maybe because at that moment, Letta was also caught up in the mood, so she tried not to blame herself too much.

Letta then hurried to prepare the soup and porridge that she would bring to Abian, who seemed to be really ill, as he hadn’t been seen leaving the house at all.

“Mom, let me help carry the porridge,” Freya said, making Letta look at the small thermos next to her.

“How about just carrying this? The soup isn’t too heavy and is safe; it won’t spill,” Letta said, finally making Freya nod her head. They then slowly walked towards Abian’s house, which was only a few meters away.

“Is Uncle really sick?” Freya asked on their way, making Letta look at her little daughters.

“It seems so. After all, Uncle didn’t come to the plantation or visit you, did he?” Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Until they finally arrived in front of Abian’s door, Letta knocked on the door of the modest house, but there was no answer. Letta then decided to reach out and open Abian’s door, which turned out to be unlocked.

“Abian, are you in there?” Letta asked, and only the sound of someone coughing was heard, making Letta decide to just go in.

“Abian, it’s me with Freya, I’m coming in,” Letta said, then placed the porridge and soup she brought on Abian’s kitchen pantry table before guiding Freya to enter Abian”s room.

“Abian, it’s me,” Letta said again.

“Yes, come in,” Abian replied weakly, making Letta finally open Abian’s bedroom door. Letta was surprised when she saw Abian’s face, which looked really flushed.

“Oh God, what happened to you?” Letta asked before sitting right beside Abian’s bed, then reached out her hand and widened her eyes when she felt Abian’s body temperature, which was really high.

“Have you taken your medicine?” Letta asked again, making Abian nod his head.

“Yes, yesterday I bought medicine at the pharmacy, but it seems the medicine didn’t react at all,” Abian weakly replied, continuing to cough.

“In that case, we should go to the doctor,” Letta suggested again, but Abian refused and chose to rest, waiting for the medicine to take effect.

“Freya, why don’t you sit in this chair for a bit, okay? I’ll get some warm water for Uncle,” Letta said, making Freya nod her head. Freya then sat while keeping an eye on Abian, which made Abian smile.

“Hey, Princess, what’s wrong?” Abian asked weakly.

“Uncle, you’re really sick, I’m worried about you,” Freya said, making Abian smile.

“Yes, just a little dizzy. How about our visit to the night market and the Ferris wheel yesterday?” Abian asked.

“It was so much fun. I bought everything I wanted, and I also rode the Ferris wheel. Although I didn’t see the fireworks show,” Freya recounted everything she had experienced yesterday with Letta and Marco.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Why?” Abian asked.

“My eyes were really heavy, and I was very sleepy. That’s why I fell asleep during the fireworks show. But Mom showed me a photo of when the fireworks were going off, it was very beautiful. Next time, I’ll watch it again,” Freya said, making Abian smile. At that moment, Letta came with warm water and a clean towel in her hands.

“Come here,” Letta said, making Abian shift towards her. Letta immediately dampened the towel with warm water and placed it on Abian’s forehead.

“You should have called me since yesterday. Your condition wouldn’t be like this,” Letta said, making Abian just smile.

“I’m fine, it’s just a common fever,” Abian said again, making Letta click her tongue in frustration.

“Stop neglecting yourself. You’re always worried about anything that happens to us, but you always ignore what happens to you. Even though it’s just a fever, if left untreated, it will be very harmful to your body,” Letta, who sometimes felt annoyed by Abian’s behavior, said.

“Yes, thank you for worrying about my condition,” Abian said, making Letta feel irritated as she tried to lower Abian’s body temperature.

“Do you want to eat something? I brought porridge and warm soup, which one do you want to eat?” Letta asked, making Abian pause for a moment.

“How about just the soup?” Abian said, making Letta nod. After that, Letta walked back to the kitchen and brought the soup she had prepared earlier.

“Can you sit up?” Letta asked, making Abian slowly and slightly grimacing due to his pounding headache, trying to lean back on the bedrest.

“T’ll feed you, just stay still,” Letta said again, making Abian immediately shake his head.

“It’s my body that’s hurting, my hands are fine, so let me do it myself. And it seems like Freya is already sleepy,” Abian said, making Letta look at her daughter, who indeed seemed to be already drowsy. At that moment, Rose came to take the fruit plates she had sent for Abian, making Letta finally entrust Freya to Rose to take her home. Letta couldn’t leave Abian in this condition; she would surely worry.

“Finish it quickly,” Letta said, giving up after the third spoonful.

“My mouth tastes really bitter, and your throat seems to hurt,” Abian said, causing Letta to immediately gaze at him with a worried expression.

“That’s why, let’s go to the doctor. This is definitely not just a common fever. Maybe you need vitamins or something else. You can’t just rely on the medicine from this pharmacy. It’s not because of the soy sauce incident,” which made Abian remain silent, gazing at Letta’s worried face.

“Are you worried about me?” Abian asked again, as if not believing in the genuine concern Letta showed him.

“Do you think I can’t worry about you? It’s not just you who can worry about us; you are also one of the closest and most important people to me right now. How could I not be anxious seeing you like this?” Letta said, to which Abian then reached out his hand.

“In that case, I should be sick like this more often,” Abian said, making Letta hit Abian’s arm quite hard, causing Abian to wince.

“Sorry, was that too hard of a hit?” Letta asked, making Abian shake his head.

“No, it’s just that you look adorable,” Abian said, making Letta sigh in frustration.

“Stop it, this is not the time to joke. You really need to be taken to the hospital. Who knows, there might be something serious in your body. I don’t want us to be late in checking it out,” Letta said again. But it seemed Abian was stubbornly refusing to be taken to the doctor. Abian then reached out, gently stroking Letta’s hand.

“I think I just need you to take care of me. I’m sure I’ll recover quickly,” Abian said, making Letta roll her eyes lazily.

“But I’m not a doctor. I don’t know what to do, other than to apply a cold compress to your forehead. I also don’t understand about medications,” Letta said, making Abian fall silent while continuing to look at her face.

“How did you spend time with Freya and Marco yesterday?” Abian asked again, making Letta once again remain silent while recalling the events she tried to forget.

“Don’t talk about yesterday. Right now, we’re only discussing your condition,” Letta said, making Abian furrow his brow.

“Did something happen? Did Marco do something to you?” Abian asked, making Letta fall silent before shaking her head. “NO, it’s just that I acted like a fool,” Letta said, turning her face away, afraid that her face might betray her as she remembered her foolish behavior.

“Yeah, it seems like you did something foolish. I can guess it,” Abian said, making Letta widen her eyes.

“No, it’s not what you think. I mean, I didn’t expect that I would be walking with Marco and Freya together. That’s all,” Letta explained, making Abian, of course, able to deduce the expression on Letta’s face right now. Letta was trying to hide something from him with an expression that made Abian aware of what had happened between them.