Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Letta was finished with her current appearance. When a knock sounded, Letta turned around and saw Desi approaching her.

“Sir is waiting downstairs, are you ready?” Desi asked, making Letta nod weakly. As Letta had mentioned earlier, Desi could speak casually to her, and Letta didn’t want Desi to see her as the grand lady of this house.

“Alright, I’ll go downstairs now,” Letta replied. Desi nodded afterward. Letta then stepped out and immediately encountered Marco as she descended the stairs. There, Letta could see Marco examining her appearance.

“We’re going downstairs. Mother is already there,” Marco said, then continued his stride to approach Letta. The next moment, Letta felt Marco begin to pull her waist closer.

“I hope you know what you have to do now,” Marco said, helping Letta descend the stairs. What puzzled Letta was Marco’s attitude, which had completely changed 180 degrees. It wasn’t the painful tight grip encircling her waist now, but a gentle one, as if guiding Letta down the stairs. Marco even drew Letta closer, as if to make her feel that he would always be by her side, protecting her. Maybe Letta would be happy if this were just a dream, but the bitter reality was when the demon behind Marco’s smile emerged as he looked at her, making Letta just sigh deeply.

When they reached the family room, Helena was already sitting there, enjoying a cup of tea.

“How are you, mother?” Marco asked, walking closer and kissing Helena’s cheeks.

“Fine, for now, fine, although my own child didn’t visit me after his wedding day,” Helena said, making Marco stare at her with a blank expression. Finally, it was Letta’s turn to approach. Letta attempted to take Helena’s hand to kiss it, but Helena immediately brushed her off, leaving Letta silent. After that, Letta looked towards Marco, who stared at her expressionlessly, as if he didn’t care about his mother’s reaction to Letta.

Marco then patted the chair beside him, indicating that Letta should sit close to him. This ultimately left Letta with no choice but to comply with all his demands. Helena looked at Marco and Letta, who now lived side by side. Even in Helena’s eyes, it was very clear when Marco once again embraced Letta’s waist in a very possessive manner, causing Helena to click her tongue in annoyance.

“It seems like your marriage is going well, to the extent that you didn’t even come home to see me after your wedding day,” Helena said, making Marco only smile thinly.

“I apologize. You know, I didn’t even take a break for my own wedding because of the immense workload. You know that your child here is the CEO of a big company. And you should be used to Daddy’s busyness too,” Marco said, making Helena roll her eyes lazily. Helena then looked towards Letta.

“Is your wife unwell?” Helena asked, causing Letta to startle slightly.

“No, just a little queasy due to weakness. You know, pregnant women always go through this. This morning, she was feeling queasy,” Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. After that, Letta looked at Marco, who was now looking at her with a blank expression.

“Right, dear?” Marco asked again, then kissed Letta’s temple. This made Helena even more displeased at the closeness between her son and his wife.

“Yes, this morning I felt a bit queasy,” Letta said, sounding hesitant, making Helena roll her eyes lazily.

“You should take a lot of vitamins and get enough rest. Don’t let your first pregnancy cause frequent cramps in your stomach. When I was pregnant with Marco, I experienced something like that, and it was very dangerous for the fetus. Have you been to an obstetrician?” Helena asked, making Letta nod her head.

“Yes, before the wedding day, I went to the obstetrician, and the doctor said I just needed some rest,” Letta said, making Helena nod her head.

“Yes, that’s good. You really need to take care of yourself. Because the fetus in your womb is very important. They have Jovanka blood,” Helena said, making Marco fall silent. He didn’t know how to respond. Letta also didn’t know why Marco had concealed the miscarriage from his family. Did Marco also hide it from Arabella, Letta wondered.

After her brief conversation with Helena, Letta didn’t utter a single word. She simply listened to the discussion between Helena and Marco, which revolved around their family, business, and Arabella. Even the drink in front of her remained untouched, making Letta suddenly feel nauseous. Whether it was due to her weakened body or the current tightness she felt, until the gentle touch on her forehead made Letta flinch as Marco gazed at her up close.

“Are you okay?” Marco asked, causing Letta to blink.

“You look pale. Look, sweat is starting to dampen your forehead. Are you sure you’ve had a check-up with the obstetrician?” Helena asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Letta seems to need rest, mother. So I will escort Letta to rest in the room again, and then return to accompany you. How about that?” Marco said, making Helena shake her head.

“No need, besides, I will leave now. I also have to meet some business associates, mother,” Helena said as she rose from her seat, as did Letta and Marco.

“Marco, remember, don’t let that woman act recklessly. I don’t quite trust that she can take care of her pregnancy,” Helena said, looking disdainfully at Letta, making Letta just lower her head.

“Mother, don’t worry. Letta will be fine if she stays with me,” Marco said, making Helena nod.

“Very well, then. I will escort mother to the front,” Marco said, once again drawing Letta’s attention to follow his lead. They escorted Helena to the house’s terrace, before Helena finally left their residence. This made Letta’s heart beat faster. Letta didn’t know if her current role was in line with what was desired or not. Letta watched Helena’s car move further away, until it disappeared behind Marco’s tall house fence, before Marco looked back at Letta, with a sharp gaze and a hard jaw.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.