Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Her love life

The fireworks went off, painting the sky with color.

In the air, the words “Happy Birthday, Beautiful Rence” sparkled.

The tourists around them were thrilled.

Wow! Look at that, it’s so romantic.”

“Someone’s getting a birthday wish.”

“Happy birthday, Miss.”

“May they live a long, happy life together.”

“Hope they have a baby soon.”

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“May they grow old together.”

Such blessings were repeated over and over.

Renee, in a soft voice, asked, “Why are you making such a big deal out of this?No one’s ever made a big deal out of this.” She was feeling so emotional.

Marcelo had discussed even more elaborate plans with the planning team. This was actually the least extravagant

one.

“If I really wanted to go all out, I’d have booked every LED screen in the city center,”

Marcelo said. “Mrs. King, you deserve to be celebrated and feel special, not just on your birthday but everyday.And from now, I’m going to celebrate you and make your birthdays always memorable,” he added.

Tears filled her eyes.

Brushing aside the assortment of flowers Renee held, Marcelo handed her a large bouquet.

“I just hope it’s not too late.I won’t miss your birthdays again,” he said.

Renee, fighting back tears, lowered her gaze, accepted the flowers, and softly said, “It’s not too late.”

Marcelo, concerned, asked, “Aren’t you happy? I don’t see joy on your face.”

The planning team had assured Marcelo that any girl would be overjoyed at such a gesture, probably hugging and kissing him immediately.

Renee looked up, shook her head, and smiled. “I’m very happy. Thank you, Marcele…I just…”

Her birthday this year was the most blessed and sincere she had ever experienced.

Previously, her birthdays were always ignored and only Nana and Sarah got her something.

The crowd started chanting for a kiss.

“Kiss her. Kiss her.”

“Kiss him.”

“Give each other some sugar.”

The heckling grew louder.

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“Mrs. King, as I’ve said before, ‘thank you‘ doesn’t cut it,” Marcelo remarked, his gaze drifting to her lips. His intent was obvious.

Renee caught the teasing glint in his dark eyes as he sat, motionless in his wheelchair, bathed in a starlight–like glow. Smiling, she bent down and kissed him, her red dress swirling in the night breeze.

Instead of returning to the house, they spent the night in the presidential suite of the theme park hotel.

She was pressed against the glass window while Marcelo pounded into her from heninf.

Normally, she would have been mortified, thinking that someone might see them even if it was dark.

But right now,she didn’t care.

She was filled with so much affection for me and she just wanted to keep being connected to him like this.She was more active that night than all of our intimate moments together.

They did it on almost all the surface of the suite and when exhausted finally overcame them, they laid on the bed, tightly holding onto each other, their sex pressing into each other, sometimes,he slipped into her pussy and just stayed there.

The next morning, Renee woke up past noon in a daze.

Marcelo was gone, likely off to work after a phone call. He had left her with a kiss.

Renee touched her lips, marveling at the purity of that kiss, wondering if it was just a dream.

As she checked her phone, messages flooded in. Wealthy heirs from her past encounters sent their blessings.

Some were curious about the fireworks, others inquired about her relationship with Marcelo, and a few sought connections through her.

Since Marcelo’s identity as the CEO of KM Group was revealed, he had gained popularity, despite his rare public

appearances.

Renee responded to each message, keeping her replies brief and avoiding gossip.

Then, a new message appeared on W******p. It was from Damian.

Renee was surprised; she didn’t realize she had Damian’s W****** ‘p contact.

Damian sent Renee a link along with a message.

“Is the guy who prepared the fireworks display for you interested in you? I know these fireworks were for you so don’t you deny it.Is he pursuing you?”

Renee replied, “He’s not pursuing me.” In her mind, there was no need for Marcelo to pursue her; he was already her husband.

On the other end, Damian was seething with

anger. He couldn’t fathom why Renee would deny what seemed obvious to him: a man who would arrange for a fireworks show must be pursuing her.

Recalling that Damian had given her a birthday gift and that everyone in the Moore family knew about her marriage to Marcelo except for Damian.

Renee typed, “Your brother knows about him.Why don’t you ask him?” She hit send, only to see a strange

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notification.

She just decided to tell him anyway.

Damian had been acting strangely but she really didn’t want to believe that he was interested in her.

He hated her gut and she didn’t fancy him anyway.

Not wanting to lead him on one bit,she typed up the truth.

“He’s not pursuing me because he’s my husband.”

She felt so proud and happy to call Marcelo her husband.

Especially after last night.

“Sorry, the person is no longer your friend.”

Renee was stunned. Had Damian really blocked her?

She saw that her last message to him didn’t go through so he obviously didn’t see it.

Seriously? What was his problem?

She couldn’t understand why he was upset.

With a puzzled expression, Renee clicked on his link. It led to a page titled

“Happy Birthday, Beautiful Renee,” featuring just a photo of the fireworks with the same caption.

And then a photo of her at the scene.

The internet was buzzing about it.

“Everyone in the city knows about Renee’s birthday.”

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