Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy

Chapter 209

"Oh come on, Dad. This is not the era of Siti Nurbaya anymore, who married in a betrothed way. I want to marry someone I love, Dad," Melvin said.

"really? Does that mean you already have a lover, Melvin?" marcello asked, looking closely at Melvin's face.

Melvin scratched his head while smiling wryly.

"Actually, not yet. But-give me time to get the girl, Dad. I promise that after successfully conquering the girl, I will bring her before you and then ask you to propose to her. Hows it? ha, ha ..." Melvin had a glance at Joe and Joe knew what the young man's glance meant.

"Then what about you, Marvel?"

"Yes, Marvel's go first, Dad. He's the brother. So he's the one who should get married first" Melvin said.

Marvel reflexively punched Melvin's arm with the same flat expression as before. Melvin chuckled while stroking his arm.

"Looks like I need some time, too, Dad."

"Can't, Marvel. Don't you feel sorry for seeing Daddy? Daddy is old and should be as old as Daddy already has a grandson. However, look at Daddy, let alone grandchildren, daughter-in-law does not have any. What if Daddy dies? You'll regret refusing Daddy's last request" Marcello said.

Marissa hugged Marcello from the side while leaning her head against her husband's shoulder.

"Why are you talking like that, Daddy? I'm gonna be sad to hear that."

"It's true, Cha. Do they want me to die just getting married?"

All three of Marcello's children fell silent, including Maria.

. . .

"Yourf!"

The sound of Marvel's heavy breathing. The handsome man was standing on the balcony of his room all by himself at a time when everyone was asleep. His eyes focused on one of the rooms whose lights were still on, at Mr. Joe's residence.

"What's he doing these nights? Why is he not sleeping?" inner Marvel.

While Marvel was still focusing on the room, suddenly the door to Mr. Joe's house opened and a beautiful girl appeared out of the mansion. The girl sat on the porch of her house alone. I don't know what the girl did, Marvel doesn't know.

With quick steps, Marvel walked out of his room and down the stairs, step by step until he managed to set foot on the ground floor.

"Shakila?"

Shakila was flabbergasted and her daydreams broke after Marvel mentioned her name. He immediately turned his body and tapped the man.

"Young Master Marvel?"

Shakila immediately approached the man then watched him closely.

Marvel was silent in a thousand languages and his lips were locked tightly. However, his gaze continued to be fixed on the tiny girl standing before him.

"Young Master?"

"Ehm, yeah. I can't sleep and I see you're the same. So, I came here to see you. Are there any tasks you can't complete?" ask Marvel.

Shakila chuckled softly. "No, Mister. My task is done and I am very grateful for the Young Master's help all this time. I don't know why I can't sleep tonight. My eyes are hard to compromise with" said Shakila.

There's no way Shakila could have told Marvel what caused her to be unable to sleep tonight.

"Young Master, come here."

Shakila invited Marvel to sit on the porch of her house and they sat there enjoying the silence that night.

"I heard from Daddy, Young Master Marvel and Young Master Melvin are getting married soon, is that right?"

Marvel smiled wryly as he scowled his temple. "That's Daddy's wish, and I'm still not sure of that decision, myself" Marvel replied.

"really? But why, sir?"

"Because I like someone," he replied as he stared fixedly at Shakila's soft face.

Shakila was shocked to hear the man's words. I never thought Marvel would like someone. Shakila believes that the girl Marvel likes is not an ordinary girl like her.

"Well, that girl's lucky. Does he know that you like him?"

Shakila tried to smile even though her heart felt slashed.

"It doesn't seem to."

Shakila frowned both of her eyebrows. "But, why? Did you never tell the girl?"

"Because I'm not sure she likes me, too, Shakila. Looks like the girl likes someone else," he replied.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Marvel. Maybe my words hurt a little, but I think that girl is a stupid girl if she rejects someone like you" Shakila said with a bitter smile.

Marvel chuckled softly. "If you were that girl, would you accept me?"

Shakila was silent for a moment while watching the man closely.

"Yes, Sir. Had I been that lucky girl, I would have accepted it. Baby, I'm not that girl. I'm just a Shakila, the son of a Joe, a devotee to Mr. Marcello's extended family, "inner Shakila.

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