Talk to me

Her rapport with Damian was standard social fare, but was Marcelo’s relationship with Vivian the same?

Staring at the ceiling, Renee closed her eyes tight, unsure how to navigate this emotional tempest. She was regretful that she had advanced her relationship with Marcelo.

Suddenly, a knock echoed on the door of the cubicle.

“Occupied, “Renee replied instinctively.

However, the knocking persisted, forceful in its rhythm.

Through the gap under the cubicle door, Renee glimpsed trousers and men’s shoes. What in the world was going on?!

It was a man!

Why the hell was a man in the ladies‘ room?

Anxious, Renee held her breath for a moment, cautiously.standing.

The knock on the door came again.

The Moore family banquet shouldn’t pose any danger. Maybe it was an emergency, and they needed to reach her.

With a defensive stance, Renee cautiously opened the door.

As soon as it cracked open, a forceful push came from outside. A tall figure barged in, pinning Renee against the door.

He kissed her passionately.

Wide–eyed, Renee met the familiar eyes so close to hers.

His eyes, dark and stormy with negative vibes.

Marcelo…Bursting into the ladies‘ room?

When Marcelo’s hand grazed her dress, reality hit, and Renee pushed him away.

“Marcelo…Hmm…Let go of me!Let go of me!”

With inherent power dynamics at play,Marcelo effortlessly secured Renee’s hands above her head with one hand.

With the other, he had free rein.

Renee struggled, but it was futile.

“Marcelo, are you out of your mind? This is a bathroom. The Moore‘ house bathroom!”

“You can speak louder and draw Damian here, “Marcelo remarked with a sly smile.

evident emotions, except

a public restroom, Renee wouldn’t

of the Hudson family and Marcelo from the King family were engaging in questionable activities in the bathroom. Additionally, there would be rumors that Marcelo’s supposedly disabled

a tinge of melancholy swept

would she even consider preserving Marcelo image at this point? Could it be that the lows him more than she loves herself

the man, and the

tightening “Marco, if you do this, I won’t forgive

with tears Marcelo was taken aback, observing her teary eyes. He asked in a cold tone, “Why

drop that landed on

tears, Marcelo’s

to you?“His gaze grew

speak. Tears lingered in her eyes, giving her a stubborn and

Her reluctance was evident.

Who would be willing to engage in such activities in this

dress and inquired, “Are you

he noticed her lipstick had smudged

gazed at the floor, choosing not to

throwing

part of my birthday celebration!“Miranda’s voice echoed in the profound silence

hastily opened

then that Renee realized there was no one outside, just

away, a man

where were you?Marcelo is searching for you. What

eyes, he was momentarily perplexed. Observing her smeared

gaze fixated

Renee recalled applying lipstick earlier. The

kiss.

you here? Your mother’s birthday ceremony has already started. Shouldn’t you be with her?”

if he had overheard her conversation

explained, “Marcelo mentioned you were missing, so we came

where

“I’m fine, “Renee replied.

emerged in a wheelchair, his lips displaying a subtle

an adult with varied experiences, Damian promptly comprehended the situation. He

and Renee been doing something in

halt beside Renee, Damian

perplexed, briefly wondering if Marcelo had a motive

like to head home. Renee felt it wasn’t fitting for her

was delivered, and greetings were exchanged, so leaving now wouldn’t be

about Marcelo?”

to

escort you out.“Damian

Renee and Marcelo

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