Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 86

Two weeks later.

"How, Joe? Is there a bright spot about Marissa's identity?" marcello asked while they were in the man's private room.

"I'm still waiting for news from my men who are still there, sir. Yeah, I hope today they bring good news for Miss Marissa."

Suddenly the door opened and Marissa's beautiful face peeked out from behind the door with a crisp face.

"Are you ready?" marcello asked as he threw his sweet smile at his little wife.

"Yes, I'm ready."

"alright. We better get going now, Joe."

Marcello walked up to Marissa and led the girl to the front yard. While Joe still faithfully followed the couple from behind.

Today Marcello and Marissa want to choose a wedding ring for both of them. Their wedding will be held next week. All the other preparations have been completed, just waiting for his H day.

After 20 minutes of travel, they arrived in front of the largest jewelry store in the city. Their presence, immediately greeted by the shop owner with a crisp face.

"Welcome back, Mr. Marcello."

The middle-aged man invited Marissa and Marcello to sit in the waiting room. Not long ago, some employees came with hundreds of models of their best collection engagement rings.

Marcello grabs it then shows it to the woman. "Well, Cha. Choose whichever you want."

Marissa began to pick the ring and try it on her ring finger. The shop owner was thin when he noticed Marissa who was still confused to choose the rings.

"Miss, if you want a different ring. We can make the ring as you like. Just like Miss Sarrah back then, she made her own designs."

The shop owner was disappointed. He forgets that Sarrah is Mr. Marcello's former fiancee. Suddenly, Marissa glanced at Marcello who was sitting next to her with a lazy face. While the man could only smile wryly while scratching his nape.

"I'm sorry, Miss, sir. I'm lost" said the store owner after realizing an unintentional mistake he made.

"It's okay, sir. Just relax" said Marissa.

Marissa again picky, until finally she found a simple ring with a small diamond on it.

"I want this one!" marissa exclaimed as she showed the ring to Marcello.

Marcello knitted his two eyebrows while staring at the simple ring that was now on his palm.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, very seriously."

Marcello never thought, he thought Marissa would choose the most expensive and best ring in the store, but he was wrong. The girl instead chose a pair of simple rings that were only decorated with small diamonds on top of it.

Marcello gave a warm smile to Marissa. "All right then. We ordered this and don't forget to put my name and Marissa in it" Marcello said.

"All right, sir."

After they finished choosing their wedding ring, Marcello took Marissa back to the Mansion. Marissa watched along the road she was walking. He saw rows of food stalls lined up on the side of the road. Suddenly Marissa smelled the smell of chicken soup that was so tempting. He even gulped his saliva just by imagining the taste of the chicken soup.

"Dad, I'm hungry!" said suddenly.

Marcello smiled as she turned to Marissa who was still watching the road.

"Okay, we're eating at my favorite restaurant. Hold on a second, yeah, it's not far from here, really."

"Ehm, no-no!!!" Marissa looked towards Marcello while shaking her head quickly.

"Stop, Om Joe!" tell Marissa while patting the car seat occupied by Joe.

Joe pulled the car over and stopped there.

"Suddenly I want to eat chicken soup, Dad. And the smell of the smell filled Icha now," said Marissa as she sniffed the scent of chicken soup that kept teasing her.

Marcello and Joe looked at each other. They were confused to see Marissa's behavior at the time.

"Do you smell the chicken soup, Joe?" marcello asked while looking for the smell of chicken soup meant by Marissa.

Joe shook his head. "No, Sir."

"There! Maybe your noses are stuck again" Marissa grumbled as the two people were looking at her with strange looks.

Marissa got out of the car and looked for a stall selling chicken soup. Marcello followed the woman from behind while putting on a sour face.

"Cha, shouldn't we just eat the chicken soup in the restaurant?" bring Marcello.

"No, Icha sure it must be different," said Marissa as she continued to step her feet through a row of roadside stalls. Until finally the step stopped at a stall that sells chicken soup.

"Well, here we go!" exciting Marissa.

Marissa grabbed Marcello's hand and entered the small shop and invited the man to sit on a long bench made of wood.

With great force, Marcello sat there while putting on a sour face.

"You're not playing Daddy, are you, Cha?" the upset.

"No, Dad. I'm serious and I want to eat in this place" he said with a cramped face.

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