Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 His laughter

*RENEE*

I sighed, caught in the space between wakefulness and sleep.

I opened my eyes and shut them back because my head was spinning.

It felt as if I was floating on clouds.

Holding my head, I slowly sat up.It took me a full minute to orient myself.

The sight of a dark blanket and the modern decor around me snapped me back to reality.

This wasn’t my bedroom.

Was this…Marcelo’s room?

I panicked and looked down at my body.

I was wearing a black shirt, this wasn’t my shirt either.

What was going on?

I tensed when the bathroom door opened and Marcelo walked out clad in a suit.

“You…I…is this your room?”

He regarded me as if I were being absurd.

Well, with the dark decor of this room,no one needed to tell me that it was his.

But I was still confused.“How did I end up here?I…I remember being in my room last night and this shirt…”

Oh God.

This shirt smells like him.

And why was I wearing nothing underneath?!

“Don’t you remember how psychotic you were last night?”

I blinked.

Psychotic?

I held my head trying to remember what happened last night.

But I could only clearly remember drinking that juice.

“I can only remember drinking that juice.My memory of what happened next is blur.“I gasped as something dawned on me.“Was the juice drugged?!”

Marcelo scoffed.“It wasn’t drugged and it wasn’t juice, you psycho! It’s Long Island Iced Tea.It might taste sweet but trust me, it is strong!How do you not know that?”

I gasped.

Long Island Iced Tea?

I had been drinking non–stop thinking

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had a lot

Oh God.

of Venus Bar, I was well–acquainted

was famous for its strong alcohol content, known for sparkling passionate nights among

that I must have gotten so drunk, drunker than I’ve ever been in my life,I quickly inspected

there was no

not sure what I had done last night but I knew that I must’ve been completely

seem

he such

checking myself, I almost regretted it when I

was giving me a

Was he…mocking me?

to me last night so he can’t blame me for suspecting something

moved but winced when I felt

I attempted

it hurt

worse

if he read my

soaked yourself in the bathtub yesterday and your wound

I blinked.

Gosh!

am never getting drunk

bed but as soon as I was on my feet

as I

back on the

need to use the bathroom.“I

shock when he carried me into his

and even placed me

was beating uncontrollably, missing several

know when you’re done.“With that, he stepped out and

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trying to calm my

was he suddenly

It was disarming.

around the bathroom.His personal items filled the bathroom

had wandered

I buried my face into

what happen after

did my

his bedroom and in his

on the

“Renee? Are you okay?”

I had been in

“Yeah…yeah…em…I’m coming.”

and leapt towards the sink.I quickly washed my hands and

opened the door, I found

started beating

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