Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 312

Divorcing her and ensuring she received a portion of the assets was typical of him. With newfound strength, Renee gathered her clothes and made her way to the bathroom for a shower.

Marcelo, left alone, gazed at the closed bathroom door, his grip on a glass tightening until it cracked and shattered in his hand. The glass broke, and blood began to trickle from his grasp, seemingly unnoticed by him.

Emerging from the bathroom, Renee was taken aback to find Marcelo still present.

She moved to retrieve her belongings from the coffee table, only to have a man's coat unexpectedly placed over her shoulders.

“Your clothes are dirty," He explained.

Renee had chosen a woolen long skirt for the day, which she had removed herself before showering, ensuring it remained clean from their earlier interactions. Yet, it had somehow become tainted with his mess.

“I've arranged for someone to bring me clothes," she informed him, her tone cool as she set his coat aside on the sofa, displaying her disinterest.

When she caught a glimpse of Marcelo, he had hidden his injured hand from her view.

Shortly after, there was a knock at the door.

“Miss Hudson, I've brought your clothes," announced Harry, the manager from Rich Bar, carefully avoiding a glance inside.

“Did you drive here? I need a lift," Renee requested, handing over her bag to Harry.

She donned her coat and departed, leaving the room and its occupant behind without a backward glance.

A fleeting moment of self-derision crossed Marcelo’s eyes. He had somehow forgotten that his wife was far from a fragile bloom in a sheltered garden. She was a formidable force, as resilient and unyielding as any.

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“Oh, Renee...What happened to you?" Sarah inquired.

As soon as Renee walked into the dormitory, Sarah could tell something was amiss.

The marks on Renee’s neck and collarbone were glaringly evident.

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