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.”

glance at the young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed

she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning his

face flushed, and she quickly looked

nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I

didn’t expect his teasing response. She hadn’t done

agreement, doesn’t

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with her eyes closed as Lennon lightly pinched her

Damien find this charming and

he’d never have the heart to let such an adorable woman work

not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a discomfort at being touched by a man other

you… done changing?” She asked with

“I’m done.”

handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two

away, holding the clothes, and hurriedly ran

still, watching her petite figure. A sly grin spread across his

friendship with Damien, asking him for a maid from

“Where’s your wife?”

in the living room, Lennon sipped his

furrowed slightly. “Probably at

been preoccupied with addressing some European

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