"You know she's worried about you. So, you better heal as fast as you can."
"I will. Watch out for her." Vincencio responded to the whisper passing in his mind during his time of recovering.
It took him a few days on recovering from the car crash since he hasn't been doing his usual exercises which this incident would pushed him to go back on the routine. However, waking up and arriving back home, he was banned from moving too much or doing his usual work around the house. Vincencio quickly got horrified when he heard Skylar demanded that he must be focusing on recovering than moving around the house like the usual.
"Please, dear God save me...send me some help…" Vincencio prayed silently on the side while watching his wife moved around the kitchen, burning everything she tried on cooking. "…I don't want to die in food poisoning or heart attack."
Vincencio jolted when Skylar suddenly dropped the casserole before tripping on her footing. He quickly went to the kitchen but he was greeted by a warning glare, making him pout as he stopped by the kitchen prep island.
"Don't you dare." Skylar warned him. But Vincencio had to think how to save his life and his wife from committing arson.
"Then let me at least guide you. I promise I won't do anything." Vincencio suggested, trying not to be obviously frightened to whatever his wife attempting to do in the kitchen.
"Fine, just words and no movements." Skylar agreed, relieving Vincencio and he began instructing his wife by how to move around the kitchen carefully.
Vincencio's guidance lasted for almost two weeks top although he was fully recovered but Skylar won't let him do anything. However, he started liking on giving instruction with slight help on the side which sometimes caused them on arguing when Skylar caught her done something. But knowing Vincencio, he knew how to reason out with her and again, they made a deal. But when he was finally free moving around the house, Vincencio tried to add something which almost caused his life.
"Wifey, what's for breakfast?" Vincencio sneaked behind his wife, making Skylar jump and almost turn and stab him from doing it. It was indeed a bad move but luckily, he managed to step backwards, raising both of his hands in surrender. "That's close."
"HUBBY! DON'T GO SNEAKING UP ON ME WHEN I'M HOLDING A KNIFE IN THE MORNING!" Skylar shouted grumpily, pointing the kitchen knife at him, making Vincencio chuckle.
"She's truly terrifying wife when jumpy or grumpy." Vincencio thought, but since he was feeling good, he chuckled and dropped the bomb at his wife. "Cute, but I'm coming to office with you."
Of course, that doesn't sit right to a grumpy wife's ears. Vincencio just love to annoyed his adorable wife to the core.
"YOU WHAT?!" Skylar glared, holding the knife tightly, making Vincencio gulp.
"Damn, she's hot but now, she's being lethally dangerous wife." He worriedly thought before gently reminded his wife about the knife between them. "Wifey, the knife. Put down the knife and we'll talk."
Skylar groaned but obeyed, which Vincencio liked and that morning went smooth, however, things felt different for him ever since he started working again around the company. He was greeted like the usual admiration and flirtatious by colleagues but the storm beside him was turning into a coldest typhoon in his life. He tried to survive his job but more importantly the hawk eye and special treatment that Skylar was giving him.
"You know Vince, can I have your wife? She so sweet, I want to keep her." Samantha teased as soon as Vincencio entered their shared office.
"Sorry I won't share my wife but what she left this time?" Vincencio asked, checking the files on his hands.
"Your usual snack but this time with a lunch date note." She winked teasingly before working again, making Vincencio checked his desk before smiling.
"Oh my sweet doting wife." He mumbled and started having a snack, doing his usual job.
At first, Vincencio could tolerate everything but with a few pending workload, and whispering teases and envies, he had enough. During his lunch time with his wife, he confronted her about the treatment that she was giving to him that luckily he won. However, he could sense something else bothering his wife and she could not tell him about it.
"What's going on in her mind? There were times that she's unreadable." he wondered, making him stop by the CEO's hall.
"She's worried."
"About what?" he wondered, frowning.
"You."
"Me? What about me?" Puzzled, he still wondered when Medina approached him.
"Vince, why you're still here?" Medina asked, heading to her desk.
"Oh, just thinking." Vincencio replied with slight smile.
"If it's about Sky, don't worry too much. She'll tell you what's bothering her when she's ready. Just be patient." She said, catching his attention.
"You noticed too?" He guessed, making Medina smile.
"I've been with her almost twenty-four-sevem, I could tell the difference between a 'bothered-mind' to a 'free-mind'." She responded before repeating her reminder, "Be patient."
"I will and thanks." He chuckled and thanked his wife's secretary before leaving the CEO's floor, muttering 'be patient' like a mantra.
***
Vincencio has been patient and almost forgot about it since they attended the pool party of Gregory. It was his sign of gratitude to the people who helped him restoring the resort when Ruby stole my wife's company.
"Your Ruby stole my wife." Vincencio said, pouting and watching his wife walked by the shore with Ruby.
"Well, if we didn't tease her, she'll be here." Gregory teased, making Vincencio punch his arms slightly.
"Greg, I heard the ultimatum that my wife gave you." He changed the subject into a serious matter before asking, "Have you reached to the decision?"
"Yeah, that's another reason why we're celebrating." He smiled, making him curious.
"You mean?" he wondered.
"I've got attorney and I know it will take me some time to heal from it but I'm ready to let her go." He responded before sipping his wine.
"How Monica took it?" With his friendly tone, he wondered.
"Of course we argue but told her everything from what I am feeling to the changes I've noticed around her. She's broken when she signed the paper and left last words to me." He responded, watching his guests having fun around the pool before continuing, "'I loved you but you're not the home I seek…' and then she left. To be honest, I was hurt like she was the one broke things off between us and not me."
"But at least you're free." He said, patting his back for support.
"In marriage but not the properties we shared." He said, catching his attention.
"What do you mean?" he wondered.
"This resort, she could take it away from me if she wants." He answered with a bitter smile, making Vincencio frown and he continued. "She had all the rights to get this resort. Bought it from my family from closing, the budget we're using here was hers. I'm just managing it."
"So that's why she was not afraid of stealing money because it was hers all along." He said understanding the meeting they had before.
"Yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He apologized with bitter smile.
"Well, now that you do, I'm going to help you out. We're going to help you out." Vincencio assured him before asking, "Anything else she got from you?"
"Even she does, all I care is this resort." He said what matters to him the most and Vincencio understood that.
"Then we'll make sure it stays with you." He said firmly, excusing himself before looking for his wife. "I'll talk to my wife about it."
"No need she…then he left…whipped."
Vincencio looked for his wife and found her talking and laughing with a few men which at first was fine but when some men began giving her a look and friendly touch, he felt protective.
"No one touches mine." He mumbled and stormed to his wife's side. "Wifey, I've been looking for you and here you are surrounded by nasty bees."
"Now you know I feel." Skylar teased but wrapped her arms lovingly at him, forgetting the men looked at them with envy. But Vincencio tauntingly smirked at them as he hold his wife back, possessively, shooing them away.
"I always feel it." Vincencio mumbled before he pecked her lips.
"Then take me away and I'm sleepy." She softly said before yawning.
"Sure." Vincencio agreed and carried her in her arms like a baby.
They excused themselves to the part and retired for the night. Skylar passed out in his arms but Vincencio sensed something else at the west wing hall. He felt eerie vibe and a scent of stinky blood.
"Smell fresh…" He mumbled and entered their room. He settled his wife on their bed but the eeriness around the hall crawled under his skin, making him alert. "I hope I'm wrong."
"You're not. It's blood."
Vincencio decided to walk around the west wing hall. However, at his walk, he crossed two eerie areas where his nose tingled with irritation. There was two certain rooms filled strange vibe, wrapped with nasty scent of blood. He could tell something bad happened inside which he decided to let the authorities dealt with it and just went to the restaurant to get some ice before returning back to their bedroom.
"I've got the feeling we won't be leaving early tomorrow." Vincencio sighed heavily as he put the ice on the pitcher before pouring and drinking some. "I better get some sleep."
***
Deep in his sleep, Vincencio was taken into a certain plane where time seems to either stopped or moved in advance. He walked with familiarity until he heard some voices, talking and bonding. He followed where it was coming from and saw his wife talking to a huge grey wolf.
"So, this is why she sleeps peacefully." He mumbled with gladness when he noticed his wife sudden flinch.
"What's wrong?"
"That's odd."
"Odd?"
"Where not alone?"
"Ah, you might be missing Vince."
"Hush you. I'm always missing him."
"Then, do you want to dream of him tonight?"
"What are you talking about?"
"What if I told you he is here too?"
"You're joking right?"
"No, I don't joke but I prefer teasing."
"Not helping."
Vincencio was about to show himself but his body suddenly feel warm and when Skylar looked around, searching for someone. He saw a different Skylar. Skylar in his dream still looked like her but her hair became rich blood and her eyes were red but have taint of mauve around her pupils.
"What's going on?" He confusedly thought and watched Skylar carefully. "I know she's my wife but why I also feel strange like she's somebody else?"
***
Waking up from a mysterious dream, Vincencio groaned with puzzlement when knock echoes. He knew who was standing behind the door and it was the investigators he was expecting. They went into a morning interview with them due to the incident last night and since they had strong alibis, they were sent home. However, Vincencio could not settle yet until night cuddles arrived, making them talked about what he heard from Gregory.
"Wifey, Monica could take everything from Gregory if she demands it." Vincencio started a topic, catching Skylar's attention, forgetting the Salt movie they were watching.
"Are you talking about the properties that she majority taking care off?" Skylar guessed, making him frown.
"Yeah, how did you know?" he wondered.
"I'm the boss and I knew it before I decided on helping them. So, don't worry about Monica, she can't take the resort away if she demands it. Gregory has the right on it – we have the rights on it." She sternly but briefly answered him before focusing on the movie again.
"Huh? What do you mean we have rights over the resort?" Puzzled, Vincencio still wondered, making Skylar sigh.
"Remember when he almost broke our marriage?" With a sigh, Skylar started, making VIncencio nod before she continued. "That's the time we talked privately through emails. He confirmed that Monica is the major shareholder of their joint properties and since he didn't want to lose the resort, I told Gregory the truth and sell the entire resort's property and assets to me. I let him think about it carefully but since it's the only way to save the resort, he agreed and made Monica sold her entire share to us. In short, the resort belongs to us and I'm letting Gregory manage it."
"And your term for him to manage it is to break his marriage with Monica?" with a pout, he added a guess, making Skylar peck his lips.
"After hearing his story, yes, I added that term." She replied with a glint of mischievous, making him shake his head.
"You sly fox." He teasingly commented.
"I'm not..." She defended, making him chuckle before adding, "…but I won't hesitate to be sly or sinister to the things I wanted to protect."