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.”

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

a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning

she quickly looked away. “Is

Cherise. “I thought you, like other women, got me wet

teasing response. She hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even known

agreement, doesn’t

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did Damien find this

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

but rather a discomfort at being touched by a man other than

done changing?” She asked

“I’m done.”

and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks

holding the clothes, and hurriedly ran

watching her petite figure.

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

“Where’s your wife?”

Lennon sipped his tea and asked

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably at

with addressing some European matters alongside

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