Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

Chapter 3 Why Are You Wearing

Her Dress?

Joe wasn’t expecting Wendy to be at his home.

And more than that… she was wearing Mia’s dress.

The white strapless dress didn’t fit Wendy’s curvy figure, and her breasts were spilling out the top. But she hugged Joe as if she didn’t notice it at all.

“What’s the matter? Aren’t you happy to see me?” Wendy asked flirtatiously. She placed her fingers on the back of Joe’s neck and caressed his skin.

Joe pushed her away, frowning. “Who let you in? And why are you wearing Mia’s clothes?”

Wendy’s smile faltered for a moment. But she quickly composed herself and played coy.

“The maid Emma let me in. I accidentally spilled coffee on myself when I got here. I’m just borrowing one of Mia’s dresses. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, right?”

“Where is Mia?”

Back when Joe accidentally brought Wendy’s lipsticks back home, Mia was furious and even told Sir Smith about it. So, Joe

found it hard to believe that Mia would lend her dress to Wendy.

“How should I know? She wasn’t here when I arrived,” Wendy replied.

Her eyes lowered slightly as she continued to move closer to Joe and lean in to kiss him.

An image of Mia wearing the same dress flashed in Joe’s mind, and he avoided Wendy’s hand.

“Joe?”

anymore,” Joe spat, “They don’t suit

you.”

her off, “You should go home

would remain indisserent even when

realizing that she had to maintain the “good girl” image in front of him, Wendy had no choice but to nod and

immediately softened his

Wendy turned to leave,

strong scent of Wendy’s

the air. Joe’s face slightly darkened

the master bedroom, the bed covers were messy, and he didn’t see the divorce agreement he had carelessly thrown on the floor yesterday. Joe glanced around casually, scoffed, and went into

full. Mia’s clothes were still there. Wendy had

that Mia was just bluffing when she

bedroom after changing his

bank card and divorce

***

Mystery

blasting music. Wendy, dressed in a fiery red and revealing dress, leaned against him. And she accepted all the

were playing a game of Spin the Bottle. Someone spun a bottle on the table, and it ended up pointing at

mischievously. He was

”

in his

for a safer question. “Joc… How did you

and drained it. He then replied with tenderness in his eyes, “Wendy saved my life.”

“She did?!”

was shocked, except Wendy, who was smiling as she gently leaned