My Secretive Wife

CHAVEZ ISLAND

Chavez Island Mansion

"I'll take a shower first," as Marco entered the main bedroom. Bea took the initiative to shower first to ease her uneasiness.

"Mmm," he answered. Marco walks towards the couch, grabs the business magazine on the table, and sits comfortably. His attention wasn't on the magazine but the other person inside his room. He's beyond happy and eager to make her his woman, but he needs to be patient with her not to scare her away and finally succumbs to him.

Not long after, the door opened. Marco looked up, and he couldn't take his eyes away from her. She looks so young and fresh. Her reddened face is so charming that he wants to squeeze and kiss it. Marco lowered his gaze, chuckled, and said, 'Marco, Marco, be patient.'

"I-I have the water ready for you," she stammered. She still can't believe that she has agreed to marry him, but what can she do? In the short period that they've been together, she fell in love with him, and she doesn't want to lose this opportunity to be with him even for a second.

"Thank you," Marco looked at her in the eye and did not move right away, not after he was sure that their distance when he passed by going towards the bathroom would not be so close because he may not control the desire to hold her tight and conquer her.

Flashback

A year ago, Marco found her unconscious on the shore while doing his morning run. He looked at his surroundings and saw that no one was around. He can't blame them because it's barely six o'clock in the morning. And who can be around the shore aside from him? This side of the coast belongs to him, so the only people around his property are servants, and they are probably busy with their work in the mansion. He's not a busybody, but he doesn't have a choice to get closer to know what's going on and if the person lying down on the ground is still alive or not. 

The unconscious person was lying on her stomach. He knows it's a woman based on her curves. Seeing her laying down like that with her butt sticking out, he has the urge to slap that a**! Yes, he's not a breast kind of man. He likes women shaking those a** while walking in front of him. It can turn him on. It never happened before, but he knows his preferences for women. He's not a hypocrite. Of course, he also likes to mingle with beautiful and sexy women, but that's about it—nothing else. 

'Whoa! What the heck is he thinking right now!' He scolded himself and felt like slapping his face to wake him up from his hallucination.

Her long black hair was covering the side of her face, so he couldn't see how she looked, but he knew she was good-looking. 

"Hey!" Marco kneeled on the sand and flipped the unconscious woman over to be astonished at her uncovered face. She's beautiful! He tried to wake her up by calling, but it didn't work. 

She has a small face, long eyelashes, pointed nose, and sexy lips though pale. Marco's eyes move towards her body to check if she's wounded or not. 

There's no visible wound from head to toe, but when he removed the hair on her forehead, he saw that there'd dried blood on it. He guessed that she probably landed on the shore for an hour or less and hit her head on the scattered rocks near the beach.

He carried her to his cabin, which is closer than his mansion. He only stays there once in a while to enjoy being alone without being disturbed. He called his best friend, a doctor, to come over to examine her and give her the medicine she needed.

Dr. Francis Guzman was surprised to receive his call early in the morning. He slept late last night, so he wasn't happy receiving a call at this hour. 

"He-," he was about to say something when he was interrupted.

"I need you in the cabin, asap!" He said seriously. "Bring clothes and necessities for a woman - medium size." Marco abruptly hung up.

"Wh-" Francis couldn't finish his word when Marco hung up the phone. He can only get up and make a quick call.

He was amazed that Marco asked him to go to his cabin and bring clothes for a woman! Yes, a woman! He knows that no one is allowed to enter his house. He said it's his personal space so that no one can break into it. Even their servants cannot clean it because he prefers to clean it himself. He was curious about this woman and would like to thank her because he won't enter his personal space if not for her.

It only took him thirty minutes to arrive at Marco's cabin. Typically, the distance from his mansion to Marco's mansion should be at least forty-five minutes. He took a deep breath before he knocked. He doesn't want Marco to see how thrilled he is to enter his cabin. It's rare, so he is naturally excited about it. Francis was about to knock when he heard the door open.

Click! 

Marco was standing behind the door, not saying anything, and motioned him to go into the room. Francis gave him a questioning look, but he ignored it and said, "Don't look at me. I'm not the patient," he chuckled. 

"I know, but that's not what I mean," Francis looked at him intensely. Marco kicked him on his leg to shut him up and sternly looked at him.

"Okay! okay! I get it!" He surrendered because he knew that he would not get any answer from him.

"Overall, she's fine. She just lost consciousness due to exhaustion and mild blood loss. Intravenous fluid and enough rest would be sufficient for her. When she wakes up, remember to call me and I'll come back. I need to see if there are any complications." 

He nodded and escorted him out of the cabin. When he returned, he called Nana Maria to bring his breakfast to the house and prepare extra food later for the woman lying on the bed. And for himself, because he'll be staying in his cabin for a couple of days. He also requested one woman servant to come over, which surprised everyone in the mansion.

Not long after, a servant named Maria, serving their family since he was young, came over. 

"Sir Marco," she said to let him know her presence. 

"Nana Maria, please do me a favor?" He paused. "There's someone in the guest room and I need you to take care of her. I appreciate it if you don't ask any questions."

"I will take care of her, Sir Marco. Don't worry," she smiled at him tenderly. Since he was a child, she's been around him, so she knows what he likes and does not.