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?”

clothes anymore,” Joe

you.”

he cut her off, “You should go home now. I’ll

remain indisserent even when

to maintain the “good girl” image in front of him, Wendy had no choice but to nod and comply. Before leaving, she made sure Joe saw

softened

Wendy turned to leave,

Wendy’s

slightly darkened as he

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,

Mia’s clothes were still there. Wendy

smug, believing that Mia was just bluffing when she proposed

the master bedroom after

in such a hurry that he didn’t notice the bank card

***

Mystery Club

surrounded by blasting music. Wendy, dressed in a fiery red and revealing dress, leaned against him. And she accepted all the compliments of those around them.

Spin the Bottle. Someone spun a bottle on the table, and it ended

grinned mischievously. He was ready

Joe, but one look in

a safer question. “Joc… How did you

a glass of beer and drained it. He then replied with tenderness in

“She did?!”

shocked, except Wendy, who was smiling as she gently

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