Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 95

"Dian, where have you been all this time? I keep looking for your whereabouts. I even sent some of my men to your hometown, but the results are still nil," asked Riyadh while curbing the body of Dian who kept trying to avoid him.

"Stay away from you, that's all!" ketus Dian's.

"But, why? Do you still hate me for that fateful night? I've apologized a thousand times to you, Dian. And I'm willing to account for what I did."

Dian was silent while looking at the face of the man who is now 45 years old. Although his age was already above the head of four, but the man's good looks were still attached to his face.

"Should I be honest with you, Mr Riyadh Abraham?! That it was your wife who tried to eliminate me and my baby that night?" inner Dian.

"Dian?!"

"Take me off, Mr. Riyadh Abraham!" bentak Dian's.

After trying her hardest, Dian finally managed to escape from the confinement of Mr. Riyadh. He rushed out of the room and hoped Mr Riyadh would not pursue him. Unbeknownst to Riyadh and Dian, Joe managed to peek and eavesdrop on the two men's conversation.

Meanwhile in the middle of a party.

Marissa's head felt heavier and her gaze grew blurry. He had tried to blink his eyes so that his vision was back to normal. However, the more he tried to hold on, the heavier his head felt. Until finally,

"Dad ...!" Marissa grabbed Marcello's hand before she fell to the floor and was unconscious.

Broughk ...

"Thank!!!" screeches Marcello

The man panicked after watching his little wife fall unconscious. Not just Marcello, but everyone who was enjoying the party. Just then, Bi Ani had just arrived there. She screamed hysterically as she watched her daughter collapse in the middle of the party.

"Marya!!!"

Without Dian noticing, Riyadh noticed himself from a distance. He was confused, why Dian was so panicked when he saw Marissa fall unconscious. Suddenly the suspicion haunted Riyadh's mind.

"Why did I suddenly think like that? I have to investigate!" riyadh Gumam.

Dian ran over to Marcello, who now carried Marissa's body and led her to their room.

"Marissa why, Mr Marcello?" dian asked frantically while following Marcello's quick steps from behind.

"Let's go, he suddenly fell!"

A Bodyguard followed Marcello from behind. He offered Marcello a favor. However, it was firmly rejected by the man. He doesn't want anyone touching Marissa's body, including her bodyguard.

"You, call the doctor!" tell the Bodyguard.

"Good, Sir."

Upon arriving in front of their room, Dian immediately opened the door of the room and let Marcello in. The man placed Marissa's helpless body on the bed slowly.

"Dian, please take care of Marissa for a moment" said Marcello after finishing tidying up Marissa's body position.

Marcello rushed out of the room. He intends to find Joe's whereabouts and lucky, he met the man not far from his room.

"Joe, you better take care of it outside and let the invited guests continue the party. It's likely that I won't be back there before I can confirm that my wife is okay" Marcello said with a panicked face.

"Good, Sir."

The middleman was in the room, Dian pulled the chair in front of Marissa's dresser and sat right next to her daughter's body.

"Marissa, what's wrong with you, son?" he muttered while gently stroking Marissa's face.

Chequek!

The door opened again and Marcello appeared with a panicked face entering the room.

"How, is Icha conscious?" tannya

"Still not yet," said Dian.

Marcello rushed to Marissa and sat on the edge of the bed, next to her body.

"I've been suspicious since this morning because his face looks different than usual. Marissa's face was pale and she looked like she was sick" Marcello said, noting Marissa's eyes were still tightly closed.

Not long after, a Physician called by Bodyguard arrived. Marcello immediately welcomed the arrival of the Doctor and asked him to immediately check the situation of his wife.

"Ah, thank goodness! You finally came too. Now check on my wife, Doc. I'm afraid something happened to him."

"Alright, Mr. Marcello."

The doctor slowly approached Marissa's body, which was still lying on the bed. He began to reach for his medical equipment and check Marissa's condition, ranging from heart rate, blood pressure and so on.

Until finally the doctor finished his job. Her face was worried and the doctor's lips were still tightly closed. Marcello, who was impatient, immediately threw consecutive questions to the doctor.

"How, Doc? Is she okay? He's not in a serious condition, is he?"

Dian was haunted by curiosity, just like Marcello. He looked at the doctor and waited for an answer.

The beautiful doctor smiled warmly then returned the gaze of Marcello and Dian in turn.

"Mrs Marissa's situation is fine. But--"

"all right? How can it be okay, he just fell unconscious, Doc? Look at his face, his face paled." The panic attack regained control of Marcello. He was not even aware that he had cut off the Doctor's conversation.

"But .. It looks like Madame Marissa is pregnant, sir!" firmly Doctor, he was upset because suddenly his speech was interrupted by the man when he had not finished speaking.

"What! Pregnant?" pekik both.

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