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?”

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… Tonight is a welcome party for Elizabeth! Damon, you

door was suddenly opened, and Chloe’s lazy voice

is prepared? I didn’t eat much last night, now I’m

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

the sofa,a layer of indifference gradually spread across her gentle

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

yesterday, her figure was really suitable for it. Her proportions

but it was enough to keep one’s eyes on her.

over Chloe’s body. Everyone knew what those marks were. Her hair was a bit messy, but along with her gentle

been treated roughly, and also like she had been deeply pampered. No matter how you looked at it, it made one very certain about what kind of madness they had experienced.

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

her eyes out when

was too….

Wendy, a

to look at her, even

the jacket next to

“Cold?”

picked her up. And then easily put her on the couch.

fixed on Chloe, the closer

didn’t expect that he would be such a dominant person in private. She forced herself to stay tense, fearing that she would be swallowed by all

body, then she quickly

turned to Damon and smiled, “Where’s

breakfast?”