Chapter 165 Damien’s Wife

Fortunately, he had a habit of keeping spare clothes in his car since he frequently went on business trips.

“Oh, right away!”

Cherise took the car keys and went to his car. Sure enough, she found a complete set of men’s clothing on the back seat. She quickly grabbed it and ran over to Lennon. “Here.”

Lennon shot her a stern glance. “Can’t you see my current state? And you expect me to hold these clothes?”

Is she blind or something?

Cherise blinked, realizing her oversight. “Oh, right.”

She pursed her lips. “I’ll hold them for you, then.”

The man raised an eyebrow. “Take me to the changing room.”

“Of course!”

While clutching Lennon’s clothes, Cherise guided him to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No one uses this room. You can change here.”

Cherise placed the clothes on a chair and was about to leave.

“Not yet.”

a resigned glance at the young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her

a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught

face flushed, and she quickly looked away.

clothes for dry cleaning.” Lennon nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought

She hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even known he was

agreement, doesn’t

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blushed with her eyes closed as Lennon lightly pinched her

did Damien find this charming and innocent

have the heart

Lennon’s touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a discomfort at being touched by a man other than

changing?” She asked

“I’m done.”

the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two

Cherise turned away, holding the clothes, and hurriedly

her petite figure. A sly grin spread across

his friendship with Damien, asking him for a maid from his household shouldn’t be

“Where’s your wife?”

in the living room, Lennon sipped

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably

preoccupied with addressing some European matters alongside Mr. Hampson in the study,

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