Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 An opportunity

*RENEE*

“I wasn’t on a date with him! Hold on, have you been having me followed?“My eyes widened in disbelief.

How else could Marcelo have known about my encounter with Andrew?

Suddenly, I felt herself being lifted effortlessly by Marcelo.

My world spun, and before I knew it, I was pushed against the sofa.

My body twisted uncomfortably, but it was his firm grip on my jaw that truly unsettled me.

I felt trapped, like a bird ensnared.

“You regret marrying me,huh?“His voice was cold, his face dangerously close to mine. “Can’t get over him? You felt forced into this marriage? Marrying me only because he betrayed you? Is that it, Renee?”

“Having me followed?“I was incredulous and furious. “Marcelo, have you no respect for privacy?”

Anger filled me, intensifying her frustration.

His own anger manifested in chilling calmness. “Upset because you’re embarrassed?”

“What the fuck…“I scoffed at the absurdity. “Yes, I am upset! I didn’t even know you back then Why would I marry a stranger if not to clear the Hudson’s debt?”

Our marriage was a forced arrangement, wasn’t it?

Hadn’t he been compelled into it just as much as I was?

Why was he angry that I was forced into this marriage when he was equally forced and he did mean things to even send me away?!

What right did he have to be angry?

I didn’t clarify the situation between her and Andrew with Marcelo.

He wouldn’t believe me anyway.

He was so paranoid!

His eyes were currently filled with a mix of mockery and irony.

“Marcelo, I married you due to the Hudson family’s obligations, and you married me to appease your mother. Our marriage is in name only. You

My words halted abruptly as his lips met mine. Eyes wide with shock, I saw his face close to mine, feeling the shape of his lips..

But the gentle touch quickly turned intense.

“Let me go..

murmured, his voice blending with their close proximity. “We

clothing, the touch both scorching and menacing, sending

me.

ZD BUNUS

stop this. What are

“I want you.”

prickle, a sensation that extended to my

Marcelo, stop! w

voice was near a roar, filled with

to be Mrs. King I need to

King myself, even

woman of humble background. Aren’t you

resistance. And the inherent physical disparity between us

sneer was filled with

appear to be fooled by such

tension in his body,

his hand reached for my

Please, don’t. I’m not ready.

pleas fell

blinded by rage,

by Catherine’s malice, and Andrew’s threat using Nana’s life, had spiraled out

believed I was

with him like this With him

immobilized, Marcelo’s grip

strong scent of alcohol

*MARCELO*

at

of fear and sorrow in her gaze. Her expression only seemed to fuel my

make

see her break

her

into her eyes, then quickly covered them, I tried to feel detached from

に

needed to avoid her gaze

+25 BONUS

“Why so resistant, Renee?”

else? Not here, not now. Marcelo,

wonder where she does it with

she follow him somewhere

sleep with

God!

the fact that she was

the fact even more that she

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