Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

Letta then chose to turn around, then walked towards the wardrobe where her neatly arranged clothes were, making Letta pick them one by one, and that immediately widened Marco's eyes. He quickly walked towards Letta, grasping his wife's arm to stop everything she was about to do. "What are you doing?" Marco asked, making Letta just brush off Marco's grip.

"Let me go! I feel utterly disgusted being in the same room as someone who has played with other women," Letta said in an angry tone, making Marco see how Letta's eyes seemed to not want to be anywhere near him.

"I beg you, I apologize. I truly made a mistake. I don't know what happened to me, but it wasn't of my own volition. People at the casino set me up, and I could only escape their clutches by just imagining you," Marco said, making Letta immediately sigh in frustration.

"Nonsense! You've been playing me! Is it just because I rely on you? Is it just because I have no one in this world and only rely on you? Is that why you treat me like this? You treat me as you please, when I'm carrying your child, and you belittle my existence?" Letta asked, making Marco shake his head.

"No, it's not like that. How could you have such negative thoughts about yourself? I never had such narrow thoughts about you," Marco said again, making Letta just remain silent for a moment.

"Then what did you do? What have you done there? I'm sure they didn't just kiss your neck and leave the red mark. I'm sure they went further and did what they wanted to you, didn't they?" Letta said, making Marco once again shake his head.

"There was nothing more than that. They just did that, and I immediately told them to stay away from me. It was just for a moment, I could regain my consciousness quickly," Marco explained, making Letta seem unwilling to listen to all his explanations again. Letta began to gather all her clothes, but of course, Marco couldn't just stay silent. Marco restrained Letta, trying to give an understanding to his wife.

"I admit my guilt. I couldn't resist the drink in front of me, but at least this wasn't entirely my fault. I did it without any awareness at all. It was really just the influence of alcohol and the drugs in it," Marco said again, making Letta only able to roughly rub her face.

"That's why I'm angry with you. I'm scared," Letta said again. Finally, unable to hold back her tears anymore, and Marco could see the fear radiating from his wife's eyes.

"For now, when you still favor me, many people are after you, not just men, not just a crime. Then, how can I endure being in your life? I feel alone, the misfortune I'm experiencing now. Why should I forget all my past? At least I'm not like a blank paper that only depends on one color, which is you," Letta said, making Marco see how restless his wife was.

"What if someday you don't want me anymore? What if someday you might accept the women out there into your life? What if all that really happens? Then, what do I mean to you?" Letta said, making Marco immediately reach out and grip Letta's shoulder tightly.

"My feelings for you are not as easy as you think right now. Do you think I would just let you go like something I just used? You are something very precious in my life. I could never easily trade you for any happiness in this world," Marco said, making Letta only able to tightly close her eyes.

"Because fate, no one knows, right? Just like the fate that befell me," Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

"I want you to trust me more than the fate you fear. I will never leave you. I will never replace you with any woman. You are just Letta, the only one I have. And here, it should be me who is afraid, not you. What if you can't handle a man who is arrogant, cold, and annoying like me? What if someday you meet a sweet man, treats you well, who is friendly, who is full of simplicity, like the men in all the dramas you watch," Marco said, making Letta silent while looking incredulously at Marco.

"How could you compare it to the fictional men in those dramas? Haven't you been a man like you who could attract me, even when I lost my memory I already felt something for you. How could you judge me like that?" Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

"Maybe people do want a wealthy man like me and their criteria like this, but a woman like you surely wants a different man, right?" Marco said, making Letta just look at him with a resentful look.

"Why are you the one accusing me like that now? Have I ever left your house? Have I ever gone without you? No, I haven't. Then how is it possible for a man to dare to approach me, or how could I judge other men besides you?" Letta said, making Marco immediately look at Letta with raised eyebrows.

"So, if I give you the freedom, you will get to know other men, you will befriend them just like that?" Marco asked, making Letta not understand the situation they were in. Even though the one who should be angry here was himself, why was Marco now turning all his frustrations around.

"I want to go home now," Letta finally said, making Marco shake his head.

"No, we'll be here for an indefinite time, and you can't argue with that," Marco said, making Letta immediately hit Marco's arm in annoyance. Despite Letta's anger, Marco tried to calm the atmosphere so they wouldn't argue for too long. Marco turned Letta's frustration around so that they wouldn't continue to quarrel.

"Why are you the one getting angry at me? I should be the one feeling annoyed here. Do you consider me like a little child?" Letta asked, making Marco somehow feel a little comforted by his wife's sweet attitude. Marco deliberately turned Letta's frustration around so they wouldn't argue for too long.

"No, I don't consider you like that. You're the one comparing me to other men," Marco said, making Letta once again hit her husband's arm in annoyance.

"You're the one comparing yourself to other men, not me," Letta said, making Marco finally reach out and gently stroke Letta's face that still looked sulky to him. "Okay, then I'm sorry. I'll forgive you too if you forgive me," Marco said, making Letta shake her head.

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"I apologize to you, I didn't do anything wrong. You should be the one apologizing to me," Letta said.

"You're also at fault to me," Marco said, making Letta roughly mess up her hair.

"Fine, then for tonight, I don't want to be in the same room with you. You can book another room in this hotel, and never get close to me," Letta said, making Marco look at her with a displeased look.

"No, I refuse. How could I sleep without my wife beside me? I will definitely sleep here with you," Marco said stubbornly.

"Then I will book another room. You can sleep as much as you want in this room," Letta said, about to move away from Marco, when Marco grabbed her wrist and hugged Letta tightly.

"You mean a lot to me," Marco said right next to Letta's ear, making Letta immediately feel her face heating up just by hearing those words from her husband.