Chapter 2 Where is your husband

Meg thought she slammed her body on a stone, but this certainly was not a stone, but a man's chest. The stranger that saved her from Natalie a few minutes ago.

She felt relieved, yet afraid of his domineering and cold demeanor. He had the allure that sends a chill to her spine.

"Why are you here?" The stranger asked.

"I... I..."

" Where is your husband?" the stranger asked almost immediately stopping Meg from babbling.

"How did he know I was married? I never introduced Natalie as my husband to him" Meg thought.

" Don't you think that it's too dangerous out here?" His deep voice sounded again.

Marco's words fetched Meg back to reality. It was only then she remembered her chaser. She looked back, but the man has gone. She felt glad and faced the stranger.

"Oh yeah. Am about to go home. Thanks for helping me out.

"I will be on my way," she said.

She smiled sweetly at him, and Marco nodded. Meg waited for Marco to give way, but he stood still.

"Yeah goodnight," she said again and flashed the most beautiful smile on her face. However, Marco moved not.

Meg's confused eyes docked on Marco's body and She saw how her hands shamelessly clenched his shirt, securely it firmly in an embrace.

She felt embarrassed instantly and withdrew her hands from his jacket.

Meg became guilty immediately after she saw that her wet dress had soiled his expensive clothes.

"I'm so sorry." Meg apologized and immediately cleaned the stranger's clothes with her wet hands.

The man was puzzled at her actions but kept mute. Unfortunately, Meg did not succeed in drying the clothes with her hands instead, she successfully wet the cloth even more.

When she was done she thanked the man again and turned to leave.

"Stop." The man ordered.

Meg stopped. He pulled out his jacket and covered her shivering body.

"I will drive you home and don't try to stop me" he commanded.

With that, Marco's powerful hands gripped her soft hand and they moved towards his car.

Meg hesitates to enter the car. She can't soil this expensive car with her wet clothes, not after how he saved her twice this night. She thought in her mind.

However, Marco gently pushed her inside the car and sat comfortably beside her.

"Move" he ordered the driver.

"To Where sir?" The driver asked.

He looked at Meg to provide the information.

"Bayland" she answered.

Meg's mind went back to the incident that happened a few minutes back immediately she mentioned Bayland.

"What if this stranger did not appear on time what would have happened to her?" She wondered and cursed Natalie for leaving her behind.

" What kind of man left his wife In the middle of the night, on a lonely path". Meg thought in her heart and her hatred for Natalie increased.

She stole a gaze at the stranger and felt uncomfortable. Even though she could not see his face very clearly, The man was cold and quiet.

He looked powerful and arrogant. His domineering demeanor alone makes her quiver. Meg shifted further to the door and avoided him like a plaque. She wouldn't want to annoy him.

Marco saw how uncomfortable she was and peeked through the window. He can't imagine how a man could be so weird as to leave his wife alone in a very dangerous street.

"The woman looked scared yet he abandoned her on the road. She was not even strong enough to protect herself." Marco thought in his mind.

He looked at Meg's fragile body again and face the window

Marco stopped to pick up his drugs from the pharmacy when he saw Natalie coming out from the bar with a blonde woman. The blonde was almost the same age as his wife.

Since Natalie was with Meg a few minutes back, and now with a blonde, that means he left his wife behind to be with his mistress. Marco reasoned.

He quickly ordered his driver to move back to the spot he first saw them and that was when Meg stumbled on him.

The car suddenly halted, causing the two passengers in the back seat to bump into each other's arms. Marco found himself gripping Meg's fragile body providing her with maximum protection.

"What is wrong with you," Marco yelled at the driver.

"I'm sorry boss. We have reached our destination" he answered.

"Are you alright?" Marco asked Meg before he loosened his arms from her body.

"I'm fine," Meg mumbled and pulled herself together.

"Thank you for the ride," she whispered and clasped the door handle.

Marco nodded his head and Meg exited from the car. He watched her walk inside an old duplex that stood in the center of the middle-class neighborhood.

"Move" Marco ordered his driver immediately Meg closed her gate.

Meg walked into their apartment and noticed that the place was unusually quiet. She felt relieved that Natalie was not home. She can at least have some peace before he returned. She mumbled before she settles down on the couch.

After a while, Meg headed upstairs to her room.

However, before she could reach the top of the staircase Natalie's voice sounded in her ears.

"And where are you coming from?"

Meg was startled, she looked up and saw Natalie.

She gulped down the lump in her throat, how could she answer such an absurd question when he was the one that abandoned her on the road?

The two of them were together not long ago before he left her behind. Before she could say anything the next question sounded harshly in her ears.

"Who was that man that brought you home?" He queries again.

Meg ignored him and strode upstairs. However, Natalie got angry, He grabbed her arms and pulled her back, the moment, she came close.

He held her tightly and his nails dug deep into her flesh.

"Let go of me," she cried.

"How dare you walk out on me when I am still talking?