Chapter 165 Damien’s Wife

Fortunately, he had a habit of keeping spare clothes in his car since he frequently went on business trips.

“Oh, right away!”

Cherise took the car keys and went to his car. Sure enough, she found a complete set of men’s clothing on the back seat. She quickly grabbed it and ran over to Lennon. “Here.”

Lennon shot her a stern glance. “Can’t you see my current state? And you expect me to hold these clothes?”

Is she blind or something?

Cherise blinked, realizing her oversight. “Oh, right.”

She pursed her lips. “I’ll hold them for you, then.”

“Take

“Of course!”

to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No one uses this room. You

a

“Not yet.”

innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed to keep her job without getting

around with a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his well-defined

face flushed, and she quickly looked

nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you,

didn’t expect his teasing response. She hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even known he was

implies agreement,

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eyes closed

Damien find this charming and

never have the heart to

moved away from Lennon’s touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather

you… done changing?” She asked

“I’m done.”

handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to find the dry cleaner’s. shop. Don’t

away, holding the clothes,

her petite figure. A sly grin spread across his

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