Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy

Chapter 199

"Then what should I do now?" marcello shouted as he turned to his waist, looking at the wife who was still standing on the top floor.

"How about, what, Dad?"

"I want to go to work! Are you going to continue like that and not want to give me a kiss like always?" marcello asked with a sour face.

Joe scratched his nape. "Oh my God, Mr. Marcello .. A day without a kiss from Miss Marissa won't make you die, right," Joe said.

Marissa seemed to think for a moment while watching Marcello's sour face waiting for a warm kiss from her.

"OK, okay! All right," said Marissa as she stepped down the stairs, step by step until she finally arrived on the ground floor.

Marissa closed her nose again and slowly approached Marcello. He brought his cheek closer to Marcello so that the man would kiss her. However, Marcello was still upset and thought that it was all just Marissa's play. She pulled Marissa's hand over her nose and placed her warm kiss on the woman's sexy lips.

Emmuach!!!

Suddenly, Marissa's expression changed. His face was pale and ...

Hueek!!!

Marissa almost got her stomach out. It was fortunate that he could still hold it in and immediately ran towards the nearest room that had a sink. Until finally, Marissa completely drained her stomach until she was weak helpless.

"Cha, what's wrong with you? I'm sorry, I didn't know that you were serious" said Marcello, stroking Marissa's back.

"Remove, Dad. My stomach is getting nauseous smelling Daddy's scent" said Marissa, pushing Marcello's body slowly away from him.

"But why, Cha?"

Marcello began to despair and bewildered how to deal with his wife's strange attitude today.

"Remove, Dad. Please," said Marissa.

Marcello turned his back while continuing to stare at Marissa who looked weak and helpless in front of the sink.

"Today I didn't go to work, Joe. Looks like Marissa's in serious trouble and I don't know why. Should I take another shower, huh?"

Marcello as Marissa's husband is confused, especially Joe who is not who.

"Maybe it's better that way, sir."

"So you think I should take another shower?"

"Yes, who knows then Miss Marissa will get better."

"All right, then."

Marcello still can't bear to leave Marissa. He watched the woman from a distance. After feeling better, Marissa immediately returned to the main room.

"All of a sudden Miss Marissa is acting strange this morning" Joe said as he grabbed Shakila who was standing at Sofia's feet with her twin sisters, Lea and Leo.

"What kind of weird behavior?" ask Sofia to be confused.

"Yes, he said Mr. Marcello smells bad." Joe chuckled softly while kissing Shakila's cheek in his arms.

"Times, anyway?" Sofia scratched her non-itchy head.

"Yes." Yeah."

Meanwhile in the main room.

Marissa rested on top of the bed while twitching her temple. The woman's head still felt swirling and her stomach was increasingly uncomfortable. Especially after he drained his stomach.

While Marcello was still in the bathroom while soaking his body in Bath Up with various fragrances. The expensive suit he was wearing this morning had been handed over to the waiter to be washed back.

"What happened to Marissa? Do I really smell?"

Marcello again sniffed the armpits and other body parts and still like that, he did not smell a strange scent on his body. On the contrary, his body was so fragrant.

"If after this Marissa still says I stink, that means I have to call the doctor to check her sense of smell."

Marissa watched the clock hanging on the wall of her luxurious room carefully. Now she realized that her beloved husband had been in the bathroom for too long.

"Loh, don't-don't Daddy pass out again," Marissa muttered as she tried to get out of bed.

Slowly Marissa walked towards the bathroom then entered the room.

"Daddy, are you okay?"

"Marysa?! What are you doing here?" ask Marcello worriedly.

Marissa was still keeping a safe distance while watching Marcello who was inside Bath Up.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean to stay away from Daddy. But, how else? I really can't stand being close to Daddy" said Marissa.

"I'd better call a doctor. I think your sense of smell is in trouble, Cha. I'm afraid it's getting worse" said Marcello.

"Ah, Daddy! Don't scare Icha like that. Icha will be scared" said Marissa with an anxious face.

"I'm not scaring you, Cha. I'm also afraid that something will happen to you that is not desirable."

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