Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Letta’s astonishment was not only confined to Marco’s grand house, but also its contents, this time, the room she was about to occupy.

“Are you sure this is my room?” Letta asked, making Marco display his usual poker face.

“If this isn’t your room, why would I bring you here?” Marco said, making Letta once again glance around. Even the bedroom space might be as large as the apartment she had been living in. Not to mention, that didn’t even include the bathroom or other rooms within the chamber.

Letta then walked over to the Queen-sized bed. Sitting down, she smiled while patting it. Then she gazed out the window, where the view directly faced the swimming pool and the expansive garden, making Letta’s smile even wider.

“Did you prepare everything?” Letta asked, making Marco shake his head.

“No, this room has been like this from the initial design,” Marco said, making Letta immediately feel embarrassed.

Letta then walked towards the bathroom. Even the bathroom was not any less spacious than the bedroom she was occupying. The bathroom had luxurious facilities, with a bathtub, shower area, closet, and a large mirror, with a style that truly kept Letta in awe.

After admiring the bathroom in her bedroom, Letta then turned to the dressing room, which also didn’t fail to surprise her. Letta stepped back out, looking at Marco still standing in his place.

“It’s already filled with women’s clothes. Was there someone else who had this room before?” Letta asked, making Marco let out a long breath.

“No one has lived in this house yet because I intentionally built this house for my personal use,” Marco said, causing Letta’s eyes to widen once again.

“Does that mean I’m the first person to live here?” Letta asked, making Marco nod.

“Yes, you’re the first, although it’s far from my initial plans,” Marco said, making Letta curious. However, Letta chose to refrain from pursuing that thought. Letta chose to return to the dressing room, where clothes, shoes, bags, and even accessories were arranged, with colors that somehow happened to be Letta’s favorites, making Letta purse her lips.

However, that smile vanished instantly as Marco tried to deceive himself. The luxury he displayed did momentarily awe Letta. However, for her, it was just a dream. It was only because of the fetus inside her. But Letta didn’t want to reveal her true feelings to Marco. For Letta, only she knew how she truly felt at the moment.

Letta then chose to leave, looking at Marco who was busy with his phone. Letta now chose to look back out the window, where some people were cleaning the swimming pool and the surrounding garden. Letta gazed straight ahead. Would she be truly trapped in this gilded cage forever, Letta thought, as she was sure that Marco wouldn’t just let her go, especially after what happened to her yesterday.

Until finally, Letta’s thoughts stopped when Marco approached her.

“Rest, I have to leave soon to take care of some work. If you need anything, just call Desi, and you can ask her anything,” Marco said, making Letta turn and look at him.

“Okay,” Letta said, making Marco pause for a moment, looking at Letta’s still pale face.

“Are you sure you’re okay right now? Is there anything bothering you with your physical condition?” Marco asked, making Letta immediately shake her head.

“I’m fine,” Letta answered because she didn’t want to detain Marco any longer at the moment. Letta really wanted to be alone and think about herself and her life.

“Alright, then you really need to rest and don’t forget to eat your food properly. I’ll also tell Desi to be ready if you need anything,” Marco said, making Letta nod again before Marco finally left Letta’s room. Letta let out a long breath before walking to the side of the bed and lying down, staring at the ceiling with the luxurious light hanging in the middle of the room.

After that, Letta felt suffocated once again when she thought about how she had hurt two people at the same time. Previously, those two had been Letta’s encouragement to get through her days, Abian and Mia. They must really hate her right now, causing Letta to unconsciously feel tears flowing from the corner of her eyes. Then, she caressed her still flat stomach. It was still too early to see her future child, and in a few days, they might really go through the gates of an unplanned marriage, which she might not even want.

But, for the sake of the child she carried, Letta sacrificed the happiness she should have had. Letta didn’t want to hold Abian back and bear all the unhappiness with him. Because Letta wanted Abian to also feel happiness and find the woman who was truly right to be his life partner. For Letta, at this moment, she didn’t deserve to be with someone like Abian.

Until finally, Letta’s reverie stopped when someone knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Letta said, revealing Desi walking in.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“In five minutes, it’s time for your lunch. Will you be eating at the dining table, or should I bring it to your room?” Desi asked, making Letta try to think.

“I will come downstairs,” Letta said, making Desi nod. Then, Desi was about to turn and leave Letta’s room, before Letta stopped her again.

“Desi, can I ask for your help?” Letta said, making Desi nod.

“Actually, I’m still not hungry and feel bored in this spacious room. So, I choose to take a walk in the garden and get to know this house. Can you accompany me?” Letta asked, making Desi think for a moment before nodding her head.

“Alright, I will ask a servant to accompany you, who will introduce you to the rooms here. You can go down directly,” Desi said, making Letta smile broadly. At least, she needed some activity for herself, not thinking about her problems anymore. Because Letta still remembered the doctor’s warning that she shouldn’t think too much, let alone let it make her condition drop like yesterday. That would surely make Marco blame her again.

Finally, Letta followed Desi’s steps out of her room.