Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 148

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Excited murmurs from other girls in the cafe reached Rebee’s ears

“Look at that guy, he’s so good–looking!”

“Yes, handsome for sure, but there’s something intimidating about his eyes!”

“He seems to be staring at our cafe. I wonder who he’s watching?”

“Marcelo…” The name slipped from Renee’s lips without her even realizing.

What was he doing here?

Howard noticed where Renee was looking and saw Marcelo, furrowing his brows slightly.

“Renee, did he come here for you?”

“I’m not sure, “Renee answered, averting her eyes.

She genuinely didn’t know. Shouldn’t he be with Vivian at this time?

Or maybe Vivian was in the car with him?

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Marcelo had been informed by one of his people that Renee was at the school. Watching her sitting there, laughing with Howard, he felt a surge of unexplained anger.

When Renee looked at him and then calmly looked away, as if she didn’t even recognize him, he felt a pang of annoyance.

She chatted with Howard, but pretended she didn’t know him?

“Welcome, can I help with…?”

The waiter’s voice was cut off by the sound of approaching wheels.

Renee glanced down and first saw the wheelchair, then the stoic face of the man in it.

“Why didn’t you come to find me when you got to the company?“Marcelo’s expressionless face seemed intimidating.

Renee struggled to follow his train of thought.

He came in with a domineering air, as if ready for confrontation, yet his question was about why she hadn’t sought him out.

“There was no need for that, “Renee responded, staying on point. “I handed my offer letter to Anna; she was supposed to give it to you.”

“You mean there was no need for you to come to me, right?“Marcelo asked coldly, giving a scornful laugh and gesturing towards Howard. “But you needed to meet him?”

“What are you talking about?“Renee couldn’t believe the words coming out of Marcelo’s mouth. She rose to her feet, offering a quick apology to Howard.

“Mr. King, Renee can choose who she meets. You should respect that.” Howard, feeling protective, positioned himself in front of her, staring down at Marcelo with a wary look.

Respect?

Marcelo found the concept almost laughable.

“Do you even know what she means to me?” he challenged Howard, who was not just any student, but aber of the influential Lee family.

Their exchange had drawn the attention of other students in the vicinity.

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Howard seemed to struggle for words, then suggested, “Maybe we should take this conversation outside. We wouldn’t want to disturb others here.”

Renee, trying to keep her anger in check and refusing to help Marcelo with his wheelchair, led the way out.

Howard followed her, his voice low and firm. “Mr. King, it’s not right for a man to flaunt an unclear relationship with a woman. It could damage her reputation.”

They found a quiet spot outside, with nothing but the wind breaking the silence.

“Unclear relationship?“Marcelo echoed Howard’s words, a hint of defiance in his voice. “You are the one who is unclear about the truth. She is my wife.”

Renee turned to him, her eyes wide with shock. Was he really acknowledging their marriage so openly? Didn’t he care about how this might affect Vivian?

“She is your wife?” Howard, stunned and seeking clarity, turned to Renee. “Renee, are you…”

“Yes, we’re married, “She admitted, her eyes lowered to hide her inner turmoil. “Thanks for everything, Howard, especially the milk tea. You should head back to school. I wouldn’t want to hold you up.” She preferred him not to be tangled in her and Marcelo’s complicated situation.

Sensing her subtle hint, Howard agreed, “Alright, Renee. Remember, you can call me anytime if you need anything. Anywhere, anytime!”

“Okay,“Renee replied softly.

Marcelo, overhearing the exchange, couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. Anytime, anywhere? The idea seemed absurd to him. Renee, not sparing Marcelo a glance, walked towards her car. Marcelo felt a surge of regret for his decision to pretend to be wheelchair–bound. Pretending to be simply unwell would have made it so much easier to chase after people!

As Renee opened the driver’s side door of her car, the passenger door swung open too. Marcelo, still seated in his wheelchair, peered over the hood of the car, his eyes locking with her.

“What do you want, Mr. King? I won’t give you a ride.“Renee stated firmly, making her stance clear from the get–go.

Marcelo, clearly annoyed by her indifferent tone, asked, “What’s your plan?” The thought of her meeting with a junior and arranging future phone calls right in front of him was frustrating.

“Can’t you tell? I’m about to drive, “Renee retorted. She added sarcastically, “Do you need me to book an eye appointment for you, Mr. King?”

“Get in my car,” Marcelo demanded, his voice unwavering.

“I don’t want to.“Renee, however, had no intention of complying. It was unusual for her to be this dismissive towards someone, and even though she tried to remain polite, her frustration was evident.

Marcelo glanced at his driver and gave a subtle nod. The driver understood immediately, got out of the car, and approached them. “Take my wife’s car back, “Marcelo instructed.

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