The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 911

Damon kept a poker face, “Good.”

Wendy slightly furrowed her brows, “Oh… that’s good, I noticed your wife seemed a little upset yesterday… so I was a bit concerned.”

“Hmm.” Damon responded indifferently, then glanced at his wrist watch.

Following his gaze, Wendy noticed that he was still wearing the same brand of watch as before, not the Piaget couple’s watch that Chloe bought yesterday.

She subtly touched her own watch, a small smile playing on her lips. Chloe, as expected, was a bit presumptuous.

The room fell into silence again, while Wendy’s mood subtly shifted.

She racked her brain for a topic, and when her eyes landed on Damon’s slightly disheveled shirt, she suddenly remembered the dress that Chloe bought yesterday.

She wasn’t sure if Chloe had mentioned anything to him, but if she said that she was the one who suggested buying the dress, Damon might get angry at her. After all, concerning the reputation of the Harper family, even the usually mild and kind–hearted Elizabeth got angry yesterday.

After thinking it over, it seemed better to take the initiative to tell him now than to be asked by Damon later.

After hesitating a little, she said lightly,

“Damon, yesterday… I didn’t think it through when I was joking with your wife about the dress… I suggested a miniskirt…”

Damon’s eyebrows twitched slightly, then he slowly lifted his head, his eyes coldly fixed on her.

“Miniskirt?”

countenance. Wendy bit her lip because she was a little uneasy, yet there was still a tinge of anxiety on her lovely face. “Yes, a red miniskirt. The design is a bit… a bit revealing, but I was just joking at the time. I didn’t expect her to actually buy it. She might have been a little angry and bought it…

was suddenly opened, and

didn’t eat much

talking and walking out. When she unintentionally looked up and saw

the sofa,a layer

widened at the sight of Chloe, her previously anxious and nervous face instantly changed, her gaze fixed on

was wearing the red dress that Wendy had just been talking about. Just as Wendy said yesterday, her figure was really suitable for it. Her proportions were perfect, her legs slender and straight, her front curve was full, and

but it was enough to keep one’s eyes on

marks all over Chloe’s body. Everyone knew what those marks were. Her hair

roughly, and also like she had been deeply pampered. No matter how

on the sofa, her hands clenched tightly, trying her best to hide her emotions, but she couldn’t

eyes out when she saw

this was

eyebrows, staring at Wendy, a trace

look at her, even though he

of regret, picked up the jacket next to him, and put it on her.

“Cold?”

her up. And then easily put her on

teeth, her eyes fixed on Chloe, the closer view of those kiss marks even

and desireless. She didn’t expect that he would be such a dominant person in private.

gaze involuntarily swept over the kiss marks on Chloe’s body, then she quickly retracted her gaze, and nodded, “Hmm.”

turned to Damon

breakfast?”