Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

apter 124 Some sleep

Marvin occupied a VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital. Marcelo’s private guards stood guard outside, ensuring both privr

and sately.

At Sarah’s persuasion, Rence reluctantly left for some rest. Marvin was out of danger now, and Marcela’s icy glares at Sarah were the only entertainment on offer.

Renee hadn’t slept the previous night. After a shower at home, she longed for some much–needed rest

To her surprise, as she settled into bed, a certain someone appeared, deftly undressing her with his fiery hands

“Aren’t you heading to work?!“Renee exclaimed, but her protest was too late.

Marcelo kissed her forehead, ears, and neck and as usual, she was easily aroused by him.

He couldn’t help but wonder whether she valued him more than Sarah. Despite the lack of an answer, he persisted with that tedious question. In an attempt to alleviate his frustration and assert his significance to Renee, he sought intimacy with her.

The sun had ascended by the time they concluded their passionate morning interlude. Finally ensconced in the quilt, Renee succumbed to sleep.

Renee’s eyes were closed with a lingering haze.

Marcelo, in all his human vigor, left her marveling at his boundless energy.

After a shower, Marcelo, now in a bathrobe, stepped onto the balcony for a smoke. On his return, he noticed Renee’s phone screen lighting up with a call.

It was Howard’s call.

Interrupting her slumber, Renee frowned in protest against the persistent intrusion.

Seeing this, Marcelo glanced at the buzzing phone and decided to answer it.

The ceaseless vibrations ceased as he picked up. Howard’s voice, clear and resolute, emanated from the phone.

“Hello, Renee. It’s Howard. We need some snapshots for the lecture poster. Can you send me a few?” the person on the other end suggested.

responded nonchalantly,

followed

tone turned wary

was how a scion of the

“Marcelo,” he replied.

he couldn’t hide his frustration when Marcelo validated his intuition,

once

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told you,she’s asleep, “Marcelo

afternoon already. Is she still

doubted Marcelo’s words,

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you Forget it,” Howard stemmered

Marcelo nonchalantly

in the quilts, breathing became

Renee in, intending to catch a few more winks, bee pile of grating wits

to the bedroom, he propped himself against

Renee stirred from her slumber sometime later she found herself in a base, her

darkness with only a faint bedside lamp costing a warm Bow on the was advislegg somet deepen

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handed her phone from the bedside table,