Daddy’s Doting Addiction by Spicy Tuna

Chapter 183

“Mister Daddy, what are you doing?” Naomi sat up straight and watched Jack walk up to the stage. He sat down in front of the electronic organ like Prince Charming. Under the white-washed light, he glowed. He focused his attention solely on Naomi as he curled his lips, “Listen carefully, kid.”

Subconsciously, Naomi pressed her chest and held her breath for no reason. Everyone in the diner was attracted to him. Slowly, he started playing the electronic organ with his fingers. The song that he played was Nothing Is Better Than You.

The sky started to drizzle and no one made a sound to disrupt Jack’s performance or was willing to leave now. Suddenly, Jack tilted his head a little during the performance. That unplanned movement pushed the atmosphere in the diner to a climax. Every girl in the diner took a deep breath as they were mesmerized by how handsome Jack was. Through the microphone, the low and soft notes from the electronic organ were broadcasted deep into Naomi’s heart.

Even the rain was starting to be part of the song as it drizzled down with rhythm matching the song. Naomi paid full attention to every movement Jack made. Her heart started pumping rapidly and loudly. She applied forces onto her chest with her palms. ‘Oh no! My heart is about to burst out of my chest!’

Jack. Many people took out their phones to take photos. Jack got on his feet and accepted the huge rose bouquet from Sean and walked to Naomi as everyone watched him curiously. “This

“Take it!”

Daddy play a song for me and give me a bouquet of flowers without any reason. And it is a bouquet

got closer to Naomi’s face. So close that Naomi could feel his breathing on her face. Her heart skipped a beat and she heard him talk in his deep and husky voice. “Because you are my wife and I won’t allow you

Naomi felt there were many fireworks going off in her mind. She lifted her head and gazed into Jack’s eyes. She could see her reflection in

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to chant excitedly. Naomi’s face was flushing red, as red as the cooked shrimp! “It’s all your fault! What should we do?” Naomi lowered her head