Chapter <b>151 </b>Made me upset
Meanwhile, Renee was in bed, restless.
That afternoon in the car, she had taken pleasure in riling Marcelo up.
Yet, their argument did nothing to resolve the issue at hand
Her mind then wandered to Nana’s situation.
Nana had lured her back under the guise of celebrating her birthday, using her birthday wish to coerce her into helping Catherine. Thisplication was far from resolved
From the master bedroom’s French windows, she could see into the study.
Lost in thought, Renee noticed the light suddenly go out.
Instinctively, she curled up, feigning sleep.
But she realized; pretending to sleep never fooled Marcelo,
The bedroom door opened softly.
As she expected, Marcelo approached the bed and sat down, asking, “Fancy some milk tea?”
Renee felt bewildered.
Why would he offer that?
Surprised, she opened her eyes, sat up, and looked at Marcelo in confusion.
Unaware, the nket slipped from her shoulders, revealing her see–through nightdress.
He could see her beautiful boobs, his mouth watered as he felt the urge to suck on her nipples. Marcelo’s throat tightened visibly, and after a moment, he looked away.
It had been days since he and Renee had sex.
The tension was bing too much for him.
He struggled to restrain himself.
“Do you want some milk tea?” he asked again.
“No, thank you,” Renee responded, puzzled by his unusual offer.
Why would she have milk tea so close to bedtime?
It would only keep her awake.
Marcelo pressed his lips together, thought for a moment, then suggested, “Maybe some fried chicke
“Marcelo, if there’s something on your mind, just say it,“Renee began, but then it hit her.
Milk tea and fried chicken…That was their thing during the Peerless Grace” shoot in the movie city, his way of lifting her spirits.
She noticed his eyes lingering on her exposed breasts, almost like a predator eyeing its prey.
Swiftly, she adjusted the duvet to cover her chest.They would not be having sex not when the issue with Vivian
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<b>was </b>still up.
<b>“</b>Marcelo, the old milk tea and fried chicken tactic won’t work again,” she said, her voice tinged with annoyance under themp’s dim light. “If you’ve nothing else, I need to sleep.I have work tomorrow.”
As he remained quiet, she made a show of settling back under the nket.
But in an instant, his strong hand was on her shoulder, lifting her into his embrace.
Marcelo, on one knee on the bed, didn’t let go.
Her skin’s touch was irresistibly enticing.
“You can’t let Howard pick you up, ept his flowers, wear his clothes, or call him,” he dered, setting down four rules, causing Renee to sneer despite herself.
“What about you? Picking her up at the airport, sending flowers, lending her clothes, making phone calls; haven’t you done all of these things? Marcelo, I’ve said it before, I expect loyalty in this marriage… <b>If </b>you can’t even offer that basicmitment, then maybe this marriage isn’t worth it!”
“I won’t do those things again,” he promised.
Renee froze, taken aback by his reply.
“I’ll steer clear of everything you just mentioned,” he dered.
He had always been amodating with Vivian’s wishes and hadn’t imagined Renee would be concerned about such things.
To him, these seemed like minor issues.
Renee was momentarily speechless.
This was not the reaction she had anticipated.
Yet, there Marcelo was, offering her the sincere exnation and reassurance she sought.
What else could she ask for?
Still, a hollow feeling lingered within her, difficult to define and unsettling.
“Rx, don’t look at me like that, “Marcelo said, his hand gently covering Renee’s eyes.
He found it hard to bear the look of inquiry and bewilderment in her gaze.
His wife should live a carefree life.
Her eyes should reflect the same.
With her eyes closed, her thickshes brushed against his palm, stirring a sensation as if they were touching his heart.
Marcelo’s hand then moved to the nape of her neck, gently coaxing her head upwards, and he ced a kis lips.
The kiss was fervent and intense, a mix of raw emotion, and a desperate attempt to mask something else.
His other hand slid under her pajama top, fondling her boobs.
Renee was almost unable to adjust to the sudden change in the situation until she felt the electric sensation of
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Marcelo’s fingertips on her skin.
“Get off me!” She protested, attempting to shove him away
However, Marcelo skillfully utilized her resistance, firmly dinning her down unto the bed, her form sinking ints
the covers.
“I need you. “He breathed, deepening the <b>kiss</b><b>, </b>leaving no rom for her to express her discontent.
Renee pushed hard against his chest, but her efforts were in vain.
In defiance, she resorted to a swift kick, strategically targeting his vulnerable areas since overpowering him proved impossible.
Startled, Marcelo stopped and blocked her feet with his legs
Bending his knees, he secured her legs<b>, </b>thwarting any <b>further </b>mischief
“Where do you think you’re kicking?“His clicked his tongue in frustration “What if you hurt my did?How am I supposed to pleasure you?”
Renee instantly regretted that Even if she didn’t say this often enough, she loved having him inside of her.
Clearing her throat,she tried to feign nonchnce.
“Marcelo, the problem isn’t resolved yet. I don’t want to ss it over with this,“She insisted tenaciously
He wouldn’t have stopped had she not attempted to kick him there.
“How else do you want to resolve it?” He thought he had already cleared things up.
Unyielding, she continued to resist.
Marcelo’s patience was wearing <b>thin</b><b>, </b>and the interruptions made him increasingly annoyed.
“Marcelo, you owe me an apology, “Renee said, emphasizing each word.
“Why?“He found the notion absurd.
“You made me upset. You should apologize, “Renee insisted
While she couldn’t control his actions, Renee understood that aspects of their rtionship required gradual change and couldn’t be ignored.
Cold determination etched on his handsome face,Marcelo retorted, “You made me upset too.”
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