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.”

The man raised an eyebrow. “Take me to the changing room.”

“Of course!”

While clutching Lennon’s clothes, Cherise guided him to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No one uses this room. You can change here.”

placed the clothes on a chair and was about to leave.

“Not yet.”

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

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

looked away.

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

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

agreement, doesn’t it?”

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her eyes closed as Lennon

this charming

him, he’d never have the heart

touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a

you… done changing?” She asked with

“I’m done.”

hand, using his shirt to bundle the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to find the dry cleaner’s. shop.

holding the clothes, and hurriedly

still, watching her petite figure. A sly

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