The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 898

Chloe smirked subtly, thinking about Damon’s usual cheeky demeanor, or perhaps recalling the sweet moments between them. Her face turned a shy shade of red. And so, she liked this piece of clothing even more, and the satisfaction on her face was even more apparent.

Turning around, she said to the saleswoman next to her, “This one…”

The saleswoman, with a smile on her face, stepped closer, took a gentle glance at the shirt, and quickly replied, “You’ve got a great taste. This piece just arrived from Y Country not long ago. Because we specialize in men’s formal wear, not many people dare to try this one, but it is indeed the piece our designer put the most thought into.”

Chloe believed it. A designer introducing a “non–mainstream” piece into a traditionally established brand certainly required some considerations. Chloe chuckled lightly, took another close look, and nodded approvingly.

“I’ll take…”

Just as Chloe was about to say she wanted to buy the shirt, she noticed that one of its sleeves was being tugged.

It was a slender, beautiful hand, adorned with a glittering decorative ring and an expensive ladies‘ watch. Chloe glanced at the style of the watch and realized that it was the same brand as the one on Damon’s wrist.

She raised an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance flashing in her cool gaze: She slowly looked up, giving the owner of the hand a cold stare.

Wendy looked up at her, picked up the sleeve of the shirt, examined the shirt, then its buttons. Her smile gradually faded and her eyebrows furrowed. Then she looked at Chloe again, her face full of dissatisfaction.

“Are you buying this for Damon?”

Chloe looked at her indifferently, “How is it any of your business?”

his taste? His clothes are always simple in design, and he doesn’t like anything too

watched her, finally letting out a cold,

deep breath, gave Wendy a cold glance, turned to the

turned around, and started picking out a suit

this, the saleswoman turned around

spoke again. “This shirt is too

Wendy a look, then directed their inquiring gaze towards Chloe.

was cold, her red lips tightly closed. She closed her eyes, trying to keep her emotions

sales attendants noticed the tense atmosphere. Noticing Chloe’s strained expression,

was going on? A mistress talking big

clothes with the wife? Trying to drive people

flaunting victory a

her eyes, and said to the somewhat awkward saleswoman, “I’ll take this size,

Wendy, quickly turned around and left.

fit will be off. His clothes

icy eyes

ago, and the designers have always made clothes for him in that

back, lightly touched her forehead, gave a small, cold laugh, then crossed her arms and quietly

time ago. As for now, even he himself

doesn’t know. As long as someone remembers. Since you’re his wife… I don’t see any change in his body shape, I’m just kindly reminding you so that you don’t bring home clothes that don’t fit and upset him. Wouldn’t