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?”

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

closed bedroom door was suddenly opened,

didn’t eat much last night, now I’m

and walking out. When she unintentionally looked up and saw two extra people in the living room, her

on the sofa,a

the sight of Chloe, her previously anxious and nervous face instantly changed, her gaze fixed on Chloe, her rapidly changing expression froze on

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

figure, but it was enough to keep one’s

what those marks were. Her hair was a bit messy, but along with her gentle and charming expression at the moment, she looked extremely

she had been treated roughly, and also like she had been deeply pampered. No matter how you looked at

sat stiffly on the sofa, her hands clenched tightly, trying her best to hide

on the side, almost popping her eyes out when she saw Chloe look like this

was

staring at Wendy, a trace

at her, even though he had expected it,

a bit of regret, picked up the jacket next to him, and put it

“Cold?”

asked, then picked her up. And then easily put her on

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

such a dominant person in private. She forced herself

Katie looked at her, her gaze involuntarily swept over the kiss marks on Chloe’s body, then she quickly retracted her gaze, and nodded, “Hmm.” Chloe smiled, looked at the steaming thermal box on the coffee table, slightly raised her eyebrows, then pointed at it and asked softly, “This doesn’t look like something from the

she turned to Damon

breakfast?”