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.”

by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed

she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning his

and she quickly looked away. “Is

Lennon nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you, like other women,

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

agreement,

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with her eyes closed

this charming and

heart to let such an

but rather a discomfort at being touched by a man

She asked with

“I’m done.”

all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second

the clothes, and

petite figure. A

for a maid from his household shouldn’t be

“Where’s your wife?”

in the living room, Lennon sipped his tea and

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably

preoccupied with addressing some European matters alongside Mr. Hampson

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