Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 112 Catchy headlines.

Her eyes widened, and she covered her mouth, exclaiming, “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet!”

Marcelo raised an eyebrow, silently prompting her for a response,

With one hand still covering her mouth, Rence glanced at the sparkling ring and couldn’t help but nod. “Yes.”

His face lit up with a satisfied smile.

He had chosen the diamond under his mother’s guidance, who had reminded him about the wedding ring even in her illness.

After Renee joined him at the King’s house, he had the ring made to her size.

He had thought, since she was his wife, she should have what other wives had.

Now, he felt thankful for his past decision, yet regretted not giving her the ring sooner.

“It’s still early. Why not sleep a bit more?” Observing Renee’s drowsiness,Marcelo recognized that her prior temporary alertness had been due to the influence of the ring.

Renee nodded and settled back into the quilt.

When he quietly closed the bedroom door behind him, she glanced at his left hand, noticing the platinum ring on his finger.

As he was about to head downstairs, he paused, remembering something. He turned back. There, he saw Renee asleep, her face serene and gentle in slumber, a stark contrast to her usual assertiveness.

Marcelo expression softened. He leaned down, kissed her forehead, and whispered, “My beautiful wife.”

He was so happy they were okay again.

When Renee awoke later, it was almost midday.

As she was getting dressed, there was a rapid knock at the door.

“Mrs. King, are you up?”

Chad rarely disturbed the master bedroom unless it was something important.

dressing, Renee opened the door,

has been sitting at our gate for over an hour. He won’t leave, and he

her coat and headed out,

of late December was

gate, looking worriedly at

despite squatting, he didn’t appear small. His

guards. “He hasn’t spoken

neither mute nor deaf!” the young boy snapped back, then glanced

recognized the boy, though he looked much leaner than when they

Ivan nodded. “I’m pleased that you still

smiled. “Who are you

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to

“Really?”

Ten minutes later.

gave him a glass of warm water. She then

with concern, “Is Ivan

he is.He’s my cousin.“Marcelo replied. “Why do you ask about him

the gate for over an hour. Why didn’t he just call you? I’m worried he might have

calmly replied, “He’ll be fine. No need to worry. I’ll handle

“Well…Alright then.”

but wonder about Marcelo’s

Marcelo seemed to have

Ivan, who was seated on the sofa, Renee offered, “Would you like a warmer

“Marcelo probably wants me to freeze! I refuse

Surely there was some animosity between

Ivan. The public described him as an E–sports prodigy, the youngest champion, rebellious yet courteous, distant

at odds with the young,

most recent update on Ivan revealed that after winning a national competition, he abruptly decided

brother. You’re his cousin, but your last name isn’t Chapman,” Renee observed, then offered, “Are you hungry?

hadn’t eaten yet.

“He agreed, adding, “I