Chapter 7

Nana Lucing brought me to a huge bedroom. Honestly, it felt even bigger than the bedroom Greg and I shared. It was as if our entire living room and bedroom had been combined into one space.

My husband came from a wealthy family, too. But this… Marco’s wealth was on a completely different level.

What exactly was his job?

Nana Lucing left me alone in the room after bringing me there. She said she would return with food, so I decided to grab my phone first and call Greg. I knew he was already worried about me.

“Hello, Greg?” I asked the moment he answered.

“Lorri? Where are you? It’s already late! Why aren’t you home yet?!” he demanded angrily.

I instinctively pulled the phone slightly away from my ear because of how loud his voice was.

“H-Huh? Ahm… sorry. I visited Mom and Dad,” I lied. There was no way I could tell him that some rich stranger had suddenly taken me away.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. I had never lied to my husband before, so coming up with excuses now was harder than I expected.

“Ahm… it was sudden, Greg. Mom called because Dad was rushed to the hospital. I panicked and forgot to text you. Sorry. I might not be able to come home tonight.”

Greg stayed silent for a long moment. Anxiety immediately crept into me because I was afraid he wouldn’t allow it. What excuse would I even give him after this? It didn’t seem like I could leave this place so easily anyway.

“Fine. Whatever. I don’t care.”

Before I could answer, Greg had already ended the call. I stared at my phone in silence.

Greg had been cold toward me ever since what was supposed to be our honeymoon.

It was my fault too. I couldn’t fulfill my duty as his wife. And now, I was stuck in a place like this on top of everything else.

I needed to find a way to escape from here.

A few moments later, Nana Lucing returned while pushing a tray of food. She carefully arranged everything on the table near the window.

“Eat first. I’ll prepare your bath,” Nana Lucing said gently.

I stayed seated on the bed and simply watched her while she fixed the dishes.

“Nay… who exactly is Marco? What does he do for a living?” I finally asked.

Nana Lucing paused briefly before continuing what she was doing.

“Marco owns many businesses, Hija. And he personally handles all of them himself.”

My brows furrowed. “Then why does he carry a gun?”

Nana Lucing immediately straightened up and looked at me seriously.

“You don’t need to know those things anymore, Lorribel. Whatever my child shows you, he’s only protecting himself… and you as well. I don’t know why he brought you here. But I assure you, he isn’t the kind of person you think he is.”

She bowed her head slightly toward me.

“Please eat now, Miss.”

I fell silent after hearing her words. Why did it feel like she was hiding something from me? Who exactly was Marco?

In the end, I simply stood up and started eating like she told me to. Meanwhile, Nana Lucing went into the bathroom and stayed there for several minutes. When she came back out, she took some folded clothes from the tray she brought and placed them neatly on the bed.

“These are your clothes. Change after you clean yourself. Marco will come after his meeting.”

“Huh? Here?”

Nana Lucing nodded. “This is his room, Miss.”

Panic instantly surged through me.

This was his room? Then why was I brought here? I thought I was getting my own room!

But before I could even complain, Nana Lucing had already left the bedroom.

I couldn’t stay in the same room as a strange man! I was a married woman!

Dear God. Why were they doing this to me?