Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

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..

for you,” Marcelo murmured, his voice blending with their close proximity. “We need to consummate it right now so you can really feel

of my clothing, the touch

me.

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What

“I want you.”

my skin prickle, a sensation that extended

Marcelo, stop! w

My voice was near a

Mrs. King I need to leave my mark on

this role of Mrs. King myself, even braving a night out with dogs to do

of humble background. Aren’t you lowering yourself by doing

And the inherent physical disparity between us made

sneer was filled with

appear to be

the tension in his

reached for my jeans, panic

wait. Please, don’t.

my pleas fell on deaf

like a man blinded

from Andrew’s involvement to Nana’s accident orchestrated by Catherine’s malice, and Andrew’s threat using Nana’s life, had

believed I was cheating on him with

didn’t want to have sex with him like this With

deeply wronged, I lay immobilized, Marcelo’s grip firm on

scent of alcohol

*MARCELO*

stared at Renee’s

in her gaze. Her expression only seemed to fuel

to make her feel

see her

wanted her to

into her eyes, then

に

avoid her gaze to maintain

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“Why so resistant, Renee?”

we go somewhere else? Not here, not now. Marcelo,

wonder where she does it with

him

she sleep with

God!

the fact that she was

fact even more that she might still