Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor

Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
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Brother Marchel.." call Sheila.


"Ehm..."


"Why Brother Marchel won't pick up Sister Audry. What if I'm offended that Brother Marchel didn't comply with my mother's request?"


Marchel approached Sheila and without warning hugged her. "Why are you so innocent? Mom asked me to pick up Audry to bring me closer to her."


Sheila tried to let go of Marchel's embrace, but the tighter Marchel put her hand around. "Why? You don't like me hugging you."


"Bu-not that."


"Wouldn't you mind if your husband was with the other woman in the car at night?"


"But why should I object? Brother Marchel just picked him up..."


Marchel let go of his embrace for a moment. Sheila sat on the lip of the bed. "Aren't you going to feel jealous? I get jealous every time your boyfriend approaches you."


"Jealous?"


"Yes, I'm jealous! Wh why? Can't you?" Marcel stared intently at Sheila making the little girl's guts shrivel.


"Rayhan is just my friend. No more..."


Marchel stroked Sheila's hair, then kissed her forehead. "That's what I mean. He's just your friend. But I still feel jealous. That's why I don't want another woman to come near me. I don't want you to feel jealous."


"I won't be jealous" Sheila said innocently.


Marchel stood up from her seat, then grabbed the keys of the car located on the nightstand. "Well, if my wife isn't jealous if I'm close to another girl. I'm going to go get Audry. We'll be alone in the car. Something could happen." Marchel tries to scare Sheila by saying things that are not-no.


"What-what?" Marchel's words were like deliberately luring Sheila. Glamour, the girl who was still a teenager immediately rose from her sweet seat, pulling Marchel's arm.


"Sister Marchel don't go!"


Holding back a laugh, Marchel glanced at Sheila who already looked riled up. "Why not? You're not gonna get jealous, are you?"


Sheila's face was already as red as boiled shrimp, the girl could only look down embarrassed. Thinking Marchel would be alone with Audry in the car made her feel like she was going to burn. Yet the innocent Sheila simply did not understand what jealousy was like.


"I don't want Brother Marchel to leave." Sheila's great-grandson who looks so adorable to Marchel.


"That's called jealousy, Sheila..." Without warning, Marchel grabbed Sheila's body and held her, then laid on the bed, making the little girl flutter. Instantly her face reverberated red as Marchel continued to look on as she gently stroked her thin face.


Marchel took off Sheila's thick glasses and placed them on the nightstand, making Sheila's face look sweeter without it.


"Zzttt!!" Marchel placed her index finger in front of her nose, looking deeply at the wife's face. Then lie there. "Didn't you just need those glasses to see something a little further away from you? Now I'm very close to you. You don't need those glasses to see me, do you?"


Marchel brought her face closer, the longer it was closer to just a few cent. Sheila was so stunned to see the face of Marchel that to her was so perfect. And, without saying much more, Marchel pressed her lips against Sheila's. Back to enjoy the sweet sensation of the chewy thing.


Sheila was only able to close her eyes, with furrowed eyebrows. With the rhythm of his already irregular heartbeat. Sheila placed her palm on Marchel's chest, trying to hold her husband. Sheila's body even trembled every time Marchel kissed her. However, Marchel seemed unconcerned, still rewarding Sheila with a sweet and gentle kiss.


There was nothing Sheila could do but to crush the sheets with her hands, feeling the scent of mint emanating from her husband's mouth. Marchel occasionally bit him gently. Marchel was so intoxicated with that sweet taste. His hand held Sheila's nape, in order not to be detached from her.


Unnoticed by Marchel and Sheila, the door of the room opened. The mother who stood in the doorway was so shocked by the sight of the intimacy of her son and daughter-in-law. The middle-aged woman widened her eyes.


"Marchel!!" call mom with a pressing tone to make Marchel immediately let go of her kiss. Look at the figure of the mother standing in the doorway.


"Mother?" Marchel got up from her lying position, then glanced at Sheila at a glance with a smile. As if to say do not be afraid, when he saw the face of Sheila who had paled. Immediately pulled the wife's arm and helped her get up. "Why don't you knock on the door first?"


Mother was still sculpting, her tongue felt stiff after witnessing the scene she least expected. The middle-aged woman really didn't want to if Marchel and Sheila were to make a relationship that was more than what she had just seen.


Holding back her sense of regret, the middle-aged woman said the intention of her arrival to the room.


"Evening is ready. Quickly down!" said the mother while glancing sharply at Sheila, before finally leaving the room towards the bottom floor.


Sheila who was already afraid could only look down, her body even felt bristling. "Sister Marchel, I must be very angry."


"Why should you be angry? We're Sheila's husband and wife. Even if we do something more than that, I don't have the right to be angry."


"But I'm scared, brother!"


Marchel stroked the top of Sheila's head, "Already, don't be afraid. I'm not leaving you alone with mom." Marchel then confirmed Sheila's clothes were a little messy because of her actions, then put her glasses back on. "Come on... We're downstairs."


"I'll eat later. Brother Marchel go first."


"Come, Sheila... As long as I'm around, I won't dare scold you."


Marchel then embraces Sheila to the dining room where she is already there.


The dinner passed with her mother silent, furious at Marchel's attention to Sheila. Marchel seemed to really want to show the mother Sheila's status as his wife by paying attention to the figure of the little girl. Even shamelessly, Marchel occasionally fed Sheila, making the mother feel unable to bear being there.


It was fortunate that Audry had yet to return home, so there was no need to look at this disgusting scene. Marchel, you're totally outrageous. What more geeky child when compared to Audry who is clearly beautiful and classy. Audry has a bright future.


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