Chapter 2 Be My Fake Wife
Beep…Beep…Beep
The sound of the heart monitor machine sang loudly in Ana's ears, bit by bit as she opened her eyes the sound reduced. She looked at her surrounding.
The last thing she could remember was her heading to the road and a car speeding towards her. And now she is in a very large room painted in white and gray with beautiful decorations and she is laying down in a spacious bed.
She raised her hand and saw an IV tube connected to a drip close to her. The pain she felt indicated that she was in the hospital and she was wearing a white hospital gown. But how is it that she was brought into such a beautiful and expensive hospital room. Did the hospital think she could afford it?
Except maybe……
Her thought was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and closing.
A nurse and a man stepped into the room.
Ana did not notice the man but only the nurse who came close to check on her. The nurse checked her vitals and heart beat and said that she was now stable.
“Nurse, what am I doing here?”
“You fainted from shock and was brought in two hours ago”
“No, I mean why was I placed in such an expensive room. I am sure this is vvip, please transfer me to the cheapest room you have in the hospital or discharge me immediately, I can’t afford it” Ana said hurriedly and her statement was followed by a chuckle that came for a masculine voice.
Ana’s eyes traced where the sound came from and she saw a man seated on the couch across her bed with his legs crossed on top of the other.
Her eyes collided with his icy blue eyes and she immediately regretted staring at those eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine, his eyes stared at her dangerously and in annoyance. She studied his whole look, he had a custom made black suit from one of the top designers in Europe, his shoes screamed money, his watch was a Patek Philippe. His whole outfit screamed wealth that only someone from the 1% can afford.
She is poor and from the slums but she loves material things and fashion so she always followed up with the latest top wealthy trends which is why she knew he is clothed in wealth.
She looked at his face again and was shocked to realize who it was. It was Fernando Buenavista, the richest young billionaire in the city.
Was he the one who ran her over? He sure is the one because if it was not him, there is no way such a man would be seated in the same space as her. Also, he must have asked to keep her in such a large room.
She has only seen him on tv and thought he is very handsome but seeing him in real life she finds him frightening.
She swallowed and looked back at the nurse who smiled at her. She prefers looking at the nurse than the cold man seated across her “Mr Buenavista brought you to the hospital and you do not have to worry since he owes this hospital. All you have to do is rest, you will be discharged when your drip finishes in about 20 minutes since you did not sustain any serious injury”
The nurse left and she wished she did not because now she was alone in the room with him.
Ana focused on staring at every other thing in the room except him.
Fernando looked at his watch and tapped his hand on the armrest impatiently, 10 minutes had gone by already.
This was the longest ten minutes of Ana’s life, she could not understand why he was just sitting there like he was waiting for something. She looked at her drip and saw that it was almost done, the nurse said she could get discharged. She did not feel much pain in her body meaning she was not hit by the car, she must have fainted as a result of shock. And the only bruises she has might be from the fall.
She felt relieved that she did not die, she can not die when her sister is at the hospital waiting for her to get money for her surgery, not when her family depended on her and not when she is yet to achieve her dreams of being a lawyer and being rich. Once she leaves here she will think of where next to go to get money, she is willing to kneel down and crawl if necessary.
She was so consumed with her thoughts she did not notice when someone came into the room.
“Miss Lopez, Miss Lopez” Someone called at her and she jotted out of her thoughts. She saw a man who will be in his mid 20s with reading glasses on. He adjusted his glasses and gave her a faint smile.
“How do you feel now?” Erik asked.
“Good, I do not feel much pain”
“That is because you were not hit by my car, you only fainted as a result of shock and your body was wet. If you were not stupidly crossing the road without looking, we won't be here” Fernando's deep melodic voice spoke.
Ana could not say anything after being insulted because he was right, she had crossed the road without looking, but only she knew why.
Fernando scrolled through the information on the tablet he was holding and occasionally raised his head to look at her with an emotionless look on his face.
“She is a perfect fit,” he suddenly said to Erik, his assistant.
“I also think so sir, she will be a great fit, they look a bit alike”
“Yes,” Fernando said with a bit of sadness in his tone.
Ana looked between them in confusion, were they talking about her or someone else?
“Miss Lopez” Fernando called her to gain her attention and she looked at him.
“You are from a very poor background and is in desperate need of money for your sister's surgery, am I right?”
Ana was shocked, how did he know that?
“How…..did you know?”
“We did a background check on you?” Erik said.
“Why would you do that?” Ana frowned.
“Because I can?” Fernando said.
Ana sensed the pride and coldness in his tone.
“Since you are desperately in need of money, I can give you as much as you want. On one condition, that you be my fake wife.