Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Marco clenched his fist upon seeing a smile from Jacob. “Aren’t you ever tired of bothering me? Don’t you know the threat when you mess with my wife?” Marco said, his jaw tensing, making Jacob shrug nonchalantly.

“I don’t know, maybe this is just playing around, or maybe I’m interested in your wife. You know, whatever is yours always makes me want to have it too, and you already knew that when we were kids, right?” Jacob said casually, making Pedro move to cover the mouth of the barking dog, but Marco stopped him.

“Let me talk to my father and take him away if you don’t want anything to happen to your wife,” Jacob said, making Marco even more unwilling to let go of Carlos.

“If you’re toying with my wife’s life right now, I can also toy with your father’s life. How about that?” Marco said, then signaled Pedro, who immediately instructed the guards in the back row to turn and aim their pistols directly at Carlos, causing Carlos to raise both his hands in fear.

“What are you doing? If I die here,

You’ll all be finished,” Carlos said with a terrified expression, making Marco smile triumphantly at Jacob.

“If you threaten, right now, Letta may be in danger. You’re wrong. Do you think I left my wife without preparation and high-level security? Do you think you can sneak ina little mouse to play around there? You’re mistaken, and as a result, because you’ve angered me now, you can see the show I’m about to present to you,” Marco said with a victorious expression, making Jacob grit his teeth.

“Stop it. Never toy with your orders,” Jacob said, causing Marco to tilt his head.

“Who’s playing around? You know, your father could easily drop dead when I say ‘finish him.’ They’ll pull the trigger and shoot him in vital areas,” Marco retorted, making Carlos widen his eyes.

“Jacob, don’t let that madman kill me. Do whatever he asks, and set me free,” Carlos shouted in fear, providing entertainment for Marco.

“Release my father,” Jacob demanded.

“Then give me what I want,” Marco said, making Jacob clench the weapon he was holding.

“Why do you want to finish me off with that weapon? Go ahead, if you dare,” Marco said, then laughed, sounding like mockery to Jacob.

“You don’t have the courage for that, do you? So it’s better, before you really see your father die in front of you, it’s better to surrender now and give up what you’ve been grabbing, and stop bothering me and Letta,” Marco said, making Jacob clench his jaw before finally dropping the weapon he had been holding.

“T’ll give up everything, but don’t think I’ll stop. [just want you to stop your game, playing with my father’s life, that’s all. Because in the future, I won’t give up like this,” Jacob said, making Marco only look at him arrogantly.

“No matter how many times you try, no matter how hard you try, you’ll always end up like this, begging and coming to me,” Marco said, making Jacob truly feel trampled by Marco at this moment.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, a nurse appeared different than usual. Her hands trembled, and cold sweat began to dampen the side of her face as she walked past the guards now stationed in front of Letta’s room.

“What’s that?” one of the guards asked, causing her movement to pause.

“It’s time for the patient to eat and take medication,” the nurse said, causing the guards to look at each other.

“Show it,” the guard demanded, prompting the nurse to lift the cover that now concealed what she was carrying. A meal and several medications were visible, making the guard nod, then he allowed

The nurse to enter. Marco had instructed the guards, whether doctors or nurses, intending to enter Letta’s room, to be questioned about their purpose first.

Eventually, the nurse entered, gazing at Letta who was engrossed in a book in front of her. “Isn’t it another hour before your mealtime?” Letta said, making the nurse flinch slightly.

“I have a duty to check on another baby, and I’m also afraid that other nurses might forget, so it’s okay if we’re an hour early this time,” the nurse tried to sound as calm as possible, making Letta nod as she put down her book.

“Is your baby sleeping?” the nurse asked, looking at Freya, who was now sound asleep, making Letta smile warmly as she nodded.

“Yes, she just finished breastfeeding. She seems full and sleepy,” Letta replied, as the nurse placed down the tray she had been carrying.

“It’s unusual to have a different menu, isn’t it?” Letta asked, making the nurse smile.

“Your husband said that you might be bored with the hospital food, so we prepared something a little different,” the nurse said, making Letta smile awkwardly.

“Forgive my husband’s strange requests. He shouldn’t say things like that because this isn’t a hotel, after all,” Letta said, making the nurse shake her head.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s okay. Besides, it seems your husband

Is genuinely concerned and very worried. He seems to love you wholeheartedly,” the nurse said, making Letta immediately smile widely and nod her head.

“Now, it seems like that. But his attitude sometimes makes me feel awkward around others. After all, this isn’t his hospital, but

He asks as he pleases to clear the hospital corridors with his guards and makes strange requests to the hospital staff. I hope they don’t forcibly remove me from here because they’re tired of taking care of me,” Letta said, making the nurse smile awkwardly.

“In that case, please eat your food first. You should take your medication soon,” the nurse said, making Letta nod her head. Letta then began to stir the food in front of her before attempting to feed herself. But her movement stopped when someone opened the door to her room, leaving Letta startled, and the nurse widened her eyes.

“Sorry, I was in a hurry to come in. Were you surprised?” Viko asked, adjusting the glasses perched on his nose.

“Secretary Viko, I’m sorry, I almost forgot about you and was about to yell at the guards outside,” Letta said, making Viko smile. Letta remembered a few days ago when Edward and Helena visited her, Viko also came along with all the gifts for Freya, and Edward introduced him as his personal secretary.

“How are daddy and mommy? They’re all right, aren’t they?” Letta asked, making Viko nod.

“Mr. And Mrs. Are doing well,” Viko replied, observing the uneasy movements of the nurse.

“That’s good to hear,” Letta said, refocusing on the food in front of her.

“Actually, Mrs. Intended to come here today. But she had to go for another appointment first. She said she wanted to meet Freya and missed her,” Viko said, making Letta once again stop her hand movements, which the nurse continued to notice.

“Is that so? Mommy should just come whenever she wants. It’s okay to meet Freya every day if she wants,” Letta said, making Viko nod. Viko then walked closer to the nurse.

“What are you doing here?” Viko asked, making the nurse briefly look at Letta.

“I’m delivering food and medication for Miss Letta,” the nurse said, catching Viko’s attention. The nurse’s anxious and nervous expression was Clearly visible.