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?”

neutral, emotionless 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.

suddenly opened,

prepared? I didn’t eat much last night, now I’m really a bit…”

and saw

upon Wendy, who was sitting on the

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

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 her back line was graceful, very attractive, sexy and

but it was

knew what those marks were. Her hair was a bit messy,

she had been treated roughly, and also like she had been deeply pampered. No matter how you looked at it, it made one very certain

her

popping her eyes

this was too….

Wendy, a trace of sarcasm flashed

to look at her, even though

a bit of regret, picked up the jacket next

“Cold?”

up. And then easily put her on

her teeth, her eyes fixed on Chloe, the closer view

dominant person in private. She forced herself to stay tense, fearing that she would be swallowed by all

Katie looked at her, her gaze involuntarily swept over the kiss marks on Chloe’s body, then she quickly retracted her gaze, and

turned to Damon and smiled, “Where’s my

breakfast?”