Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

"Vivian, are you there?" a voice called out from the outside the cubicle. "Is

something wrong?"

Vivian stood up and gingerly opened the door. When she saw that it was just Alma Watts, she rushed forward and hugged her friend.

"Hey," Alma said nervously. "Why are you crying?"

"Alma, Marcelo and Renee...He...He is with her now..." The words spilled out of Vivian in between her choked sobs.

She couldn't bring herself to use the word "married."

If she did, it was as good as admitting that she was a third party who was out to ruin their relationship.

In a way, Vivian was glad that Marcelo and Renee had refrained from announcing their marriage to the public.

Alma breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. "It's not a big deal. You've been gone for several years, so Marcelo must have felt lonely. He is a man with needs, it's understandable for him to seek physical comfort from other women. And whom better to get it from than an attractive woman with no family background? Don't worry about it, I'm sure that Marcelo has no feelings for Renee."

"Really? You're not just saying that, are you?"Vivian gripped Alma's hand as if it were a lifeline.

Alma nodded. She really didn't believe that Marcelo loved Renee.

"Why would I lie to you? Things are different now. Renee is no longer the

prominent figure she once was. How can Marcelo possibly fall for her? She's just his plaything, nothing more."

"But...They are still together..."

"They'll break up sooner or later. Come on, even a good number of married couples get divorced every year."

Vivian blinked as the realization dawned on her. That was right, married couples could still get divorced. She was finally convinced by Alma claims.

just needed that

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looking around the hall. "Didn't Damian

"Why are you asking about

dozing off and failed to

Venus Bar with Jason that night? I had intended to hang

Unfortunately, both

as he squeezed Renee's delicate hand between

can go home right now, and you can do anything you want with me.

immediately pulled her

and covered his mouth her eyes wide with

have a penchant for talking dirty

"What does it matter?

blinked at him, speechless and indignant. He had a point,

had her, Marcelo smirked and

when she swatted his fingers away,

easy to leave a mark on

socialites was loitering nearby, seemingly chatting with each

eye on Renee and Marcelo. At this moment, they were equally

away

Renee and Marcelo were talking

place her hand on Marcelo, and

all

banter, Renee was no longer sleepy. Something else occurred to

something, Marcelo?" When he said nothing, she kindly reminded him, "You still owe me fried chicken

that. So much

Marcelo had