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?”

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 have to persuade your wife not to wear it out,

bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Chloe’s lazy

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

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

Wendy, who was sitting on the sofa,a

face instantly changed, her gaze fixed on Chloe, her

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

figure, but it was enough to keep

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

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

tightly, trying her

quietly on the side, almost popping her eyes out when she saw Chloe

this was

slightly raised her eyebrows, staring at Wendy, a trace of sarcasm

his head to look at her, even

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

“Cold?”

then picked her up. And then easily put her on

Chloe, the closer view of those kiss marks

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 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

she turned to Damon and smiled, “Where’s my

breakfast?”