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Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 112

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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.

Quickly finishing dressing, Renee opened the door, asking, What’s the matter?.

Mrs. King, the security team reported a young boy has been sitting at our gate for over an hour. He won’t leave, and he hasn’t said who he’s looking for, “Chad reported with a hint of concern.

Renee grabbed her coat and headed out, saying, I’ll go see what’s going on.

Outside, the chill of late December was biting.

The Mansion’s security guards stood by the gate, looking worriedly at a boy squatting a few meters away.

The boy was tall, and despite squatting, he didn’t appear small. His thin denim coat made Renee shiver just looking at him.

Mrs. King, this is the boy,said one of the guards. He hasn’t spoken at all. We’re not sure if he’s mute or deaf.

I’m neither mute nor deaf!the young boy snapped back, then glanced at Renee sheepishly.

Ivan?Renee recognized the boy, though he looked much leaner than when they last met.

Standing up, Ivan nodded. I’m pleased that you still recall my name.

Renee smiled. “Who are you here to see?she asked.

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I came to see you.

Really?

Ten minutes later.

After bringing Ivan inside, Renee gave him a glass of warm water. She then slipped away to call Marcelo.

Hey,she asked with concern, Is Ivan James related to you?

Yes, he is.He’s my cousin.Marcelo replied. Why do you ask about him suddenly?

He’s here, at our house.Renee sighed, confused. He was waiting at the gate for over an hour. Why didn’t he just call you? I’m worried he might have caught a cold from being outside for so long

Marcelo calmly replied, He’ll be fine. No need to worry. I’ll handle him when I return.

WellAlright then.

Renee couldn’t help but wonder about Marcelo’s apparent lack of closeness with Ivan.

Yet she recalled Marcelo seemed to have a good rapport with the Chapman family.

Returning to Ivan, who was seated on the sofa, Renee offered, Would you like a warmer coat?

No way!Ivan snorted. Marcelo probably wants me to freeze! I refuse to wear his clothes.

Renee was left speechless. Surely there was some animosity between the cousins.

Checking her phone, she perused the relevant information about Ivan. The public described him as an Esports prodigy, the youngest champion, rebellious yet courteous, distant yet passionate.

This description seemed at odds with the young, defiantly attractive boy before her.

The most recent update on Ivan revealed that after winning a national competition, he abruptly decided to take a year off, with no clear reason given.

I recall Marcelo’s mother has only one younger brother. You’re his cousin, but your last name isn’t Chapman,Renee observed, then offered, Are you hungry? Would you like to join me for lunch?It was just after midday, and Renee suspected he

hadn’t eaten yet.

Sure, He agreed, adding, I use my mother’s last name.

Today’s lunch in the kitchen featured shrimp noodles, alongside fried chicken, roast duck, and seafood soup.

Renee, not a big eater, quickly felt full.

Initially, Ivan ate modestly. But after polishing off a large bowl of noodles, he seemed more at ease and started on the other

dishes.

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