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.”

man raised an eyebrow. “Take me to the changing

“Of course!”

to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No

clothes on a chair and

“Not yet.”

resigned glance at the young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as

she caught a

flushed, and she quickly looked away. “Is there

clothes for dry cleaning.” Lennon nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you, like other women, got me wet just to admire

done it intentionally; she hadn’t even

implies agreement,

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blushed with her eyes closed as Lennon lightly

find this

have the heart to let such an adorable woman work as

but rather a discomfort at being touched by a

changing?” She asked

“I’m done.”

and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and

holding the clothes, and hurriedly

stood still, watching her petite figure. A

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