Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies

Chapter 3 Why Are You Wearing

Her Dress?

Joe wasn’t expecting Wendy to be at his home.

And more than that… she was wearing Mia’s dress.

The white strapless dress didn’t fit Wendy’s curvy figure, and her breasts were spilling out the top. But she hugged Joe as if she didn’t notice it at all.

“What’s the matter? Aren’t you happy to see me?” Wendy asked flirtatiously. She placed her fingers on the back of Joe’s neck and caressed his skin.

Joe pushed her away, frowning. “Who let you in? And why are you wearing Mia’s clothes?”

Wendy’s smile faltered for a moment. But she quickly composed herself and played coy.

“The maid Emma let me in. I accidentally spilled coffee on myself when I got here. I’m just borrowing one of Mia’s dresses. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, right?”

“Where is Mia?”

Back when Joe accidentally brought Wendy’s lipsticks back home, Mia was furious and even told Sir Smith about it. So, Joe

found it hard to believe that Mia would lend her dress to Wendy.

“How should I know? She wasn’t here when I arrived,” Wendy replied.

Her eyes lowered slightly as she continued to move closer to Joe and lean in to kiss him.

An image of Mia wearing the same dress flashed in Joe’s mind, and he avoided Wendy’s hand.

“Joe?”

anymore,” Joe

you.”

he cut her off, “You should go home now. I’ll

that Joe would remain indisserent even when she

maintain the “good girl” image in front of him, Wendy had no choice but to

softened his

that, Wendy turned to

strong scent of Wendy’s perfume

air. Joe’s face slightly darkened as

he had carelessly thrown on the floor yesterday. Joe glanced around casually, scoffed, and went into the dressing

was packed full. Mia’s clothes were still there. Wendy

that Mia was just bluffing

the master bedroom

bank card and divorce papers that had

***

the Mystery

lounged on a sofa, surrounded by blasting music. Wendy, dressed in a fiery red and revealing dress, leaned against him. And

Someone spun a bottle on the table, and it ended

John grinned mischievously. He was

”

but one look in his eyes was warning

opted for a safer question. “Joc… How did you meet Wendy?”

and drained it. He then replied with tenderness in his eyes, “Wendy saved

“She did?!”