Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 143 Strange scent

Marcelo pulled up to the main building in his car. He glanced upwards, noticing the master bedroom first.

The room was dark.

Could it be that Renee hadn’t returned yet?

“Is Renee home?” As soon as Marcelo walked into the house, he asked the servant a question.

“Mrs. King is already in her room for a while,” the servant replied.

Marcelo swung the master bedroom door open, and in the soft moonlight, he noticed her in the center of the bed. It moved almost imperceptibly, synchronized with Renee’s quiet breaths.

A frown crept onto Marcelo’s face.

Renee hadn’t left a light on for him.

This marked the first occasion since their marriage that she had gone to bed early, yet she didn’t leave any lights on for him.

Usually, if he was not in the room, a floor lamp would be lit.

Though unspoken, this small gesture always brought joy to Marcelo, as if Ellie was waiting for him.

But her unusual behavior tonight stirred a sense of unease in him.

However, this feeling disappeared in an instant.Maybe she forgot.

Marcelo silently made his way to the bathroom, carrying his night robe with him.

He was unaware that the woman in the bed had opened her eyes as soon as he closed the door.

With a stoic expression,Renee gazed out of the window at the sliver of a crescent moon.

somehow, she woke up the moment Marcelo cracked the door

was subconsciously aware of his

the sound of running water ceased, and Marcelo quickly

as the quilt was lifted and a warm, damp body slid in

around her waist, attempting to draw

Renee, almost reflexively, resisted his

you awake?” He

speaking to him, given she

one elbow, turning

folds of the quilt as she spoke in a muffled voice, tinged with a subtle hint

gently brushed her hair

get bullied in the Hudson’s

no interest in talking to him at the

feelings wasn’t Renee’s style. When she wanted to keep her true emotions hidden, she could effortlessly fool others. Unfortunately, she was

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had locked herself in a tiny room, refusing to step out or invite anyone in. “But I’m wide awake.” Taking her

if shocked by electricity. She sat up abruptly and moved

hid any signs of resistance and defensiveness, making it impossible for

language clearly

the matter with

also realized

create

I don’t like. You have the

any smell at all. It was just that a sense of

don’t have any strange smell. I’ve just had a

frozen in place. Though Marcelo couldn’t see her face, he could sense that

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insisted, “You have the scent of a strange perfume

with friends tonight and might have picked up