Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

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Chapter 93 His way of apologizing

Chapter 93 His way of apologizing

“You’re off this morning, “Marcelo said, his voice a little raspy.

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He was a light sleeper by nature, and could run on four hours of sleep each day. The only reason he stayed in bed these past few hours was his soft woman who cuddled next to him.

He took a deep breath, inhaling her unique scent, and closed his eyes. Last night had been utter bliss.

Still unconvinced, Renee grabbed her phone from the nightstand.

Joseph had sent a message saying that he was going to lecture the lead actors for the first half of the day and asked the makeup team to take a rest in the meantime.

He had sent it around midnight. Something didn’t add up. Why the short notice?

After staring at her screen for a beat or two, she heard Marcelo mumble, “I asked him to send you that message.” Renee’s face scrunched up. She was both shocked and outraged.

So, that was why he hadn’t let up on her until the early hours of dawn. He already knew she didn’t have to get up for work!

Regardless, her partial rest day was a waste. It was already half–past ten, after all.

She grew limp in his arms, resigned to her fate. Then she recalled their argument and subsequent reconciliation, and a strange emotion rose in her heart.

For some reason, she felt as though they had grown closer.

Less than an hour later, Marcelo was decked out in his suit again, and he returned to his usual cold demeanor. “Marcelo,“Renee called out feebly from the bed. “I… I don’t have any clothes to wear.”

He had torn up her dress, and it now lay in pieces on the carpet of the suite’s living room.

“Wait here.”

He walked out of the bedroom. When he came back a minute later, he was carrying a red cashmere dress and a set of underwear.

Renee gasped, her face instantly turning red. “You didn’t ask Luke to get these, did you?”

If he had, she might not be able to face Luke again in the future, She would be too embarrassed!

Marcelo clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes at her. “What do you think, Renee? Am I the type to let another man buy my own wife’s underwears?”

“But you let Luke do everything for you, “Renee grumbled internally. “He’s always stuck to your side. You didn’t even care that he was there when you kissed me! I wouldn’t put it past you to make him buy my derwear.”

set the clothes down on the

a distinct ache between her legs. Truth be told, she ached everywhere. If she didn’t know any better,

slowly pulled her from under the covers and helped her

he going to dress

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for the quilt and covered herself up.

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“I’ve seen everything

time she was fully dressed, Renee’s face was red

how to properly

ducked her head, wary of making eye contact. Scenes from last night flashed in her mind, and she spoke before she could stop

voice was

didn’t catch

finally looked up, glaring at him as she repeated in an accusatory tone, “You hurt me last night! And you never

that her body was filled with hickeys. He also remembered how she had wept, and he felt a twinge of regret for his carelessness. It flickered in his eyes, but was gone the

Apologize to her, huh?

would never apologized

hadn’t he? She deserved everything she

the bedroom. He was a picky eater, and he didn’t like the hotel’s food. And so, he picked up his

it. It was the fanciest meal she had had since joining the filming crew. She was about done when she noticed another bag on the table. It had been untouched

its contents and exclaimed happily, “Milk tea! You ordered

in the meal,”

didn’t even come from the same restaurant he

he order it for no apparent

things,” He said, his face

this your way of

you really want to apologize, you should order

mildly irritated. This woman loved to eat junk food

bear any further. She stuck her straw into

face fell in

sugar level, which was too sweet for

to feel disappointed so she pretended to

His

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precisely half–past one in the afternoon, the crew commenced their

I get to enjoy fried chicken at work. This is making me so

chicken had arrived just ten minutes earlier, courtesy of an anonymous benefactor who claimed to be connected to

everyone in suspense, unaware of the

stealing a furtive glance at the scene, couldn’t help

admitted it openly,

the presidential suite, she wondered if Marcelo had

create a down–and–out appearance for the secondary lead, Herman Coleman. Having previously done his final look,

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