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?”

Joe spat,

you.”

he cut her off, “You should go home

surprised that Joe would remain indisserent even when she seduced

that she had to maintain the “good girl” image in front of him, Wendy had no choice but to nod and comply. Before leaving, she made sure Joe saw the heart-shaped birthmark

softened his expression.

turned to leave, hiding

of Wendy’s

the air. Joe’s face slightly darkened as he

messy, and he didn’t see the divorce agreement he had carelessly thrown on the

clothes were still there. Wendy had just taken one of her dresses.

believing that Mia was just bluffing when she proposed a divorce.

bedroom after changing his clothes.

didn’t notice the bank card and divorce papers that

***

Mystery Club

by blasting music. Wendy, dressed in a fiery red and revealing

spun a bottle on the table, and it ended up pointing at

grinned mischievously.

look in his eyes was

safer question. “Joc… How

glass of beer and drained it. He then replied with tenderness in his eyes, “Wendy saved my life.”

“She did?!”

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