Chapter 138
At night, as Marcelo reclined on the bed, the woman lying next to him abruptly shifted and reached out to touch his thigh under the warm blanket.
A shiver ran through his body, his muscles instinctively tensing. He looked up and saw Renee’s eyes gazing intensely at him.
Her eyes were full of heartache and pity.
His arousal suddenly withered.
"Are you tired of pretending to be disabled?" Renee asked softly.
"What?" Marcelo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Why did she ask this question out of the blue?
Renee repeated, "Are you tired of pretending to be disabled?"
Ever since Marcelo started pretending to be disabled, his quality of life drastically declined. For nearly ten years, countless people ridiculed him constantly for being unable to walk. Enduring such emotional distress was not something an average person could handle.
What normal person didn't want to run in the sun when they were young?
“Renee, are you feeling sorry for me?" he whispered in a hushed voice, cradling her face in one

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