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.”

young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed to keep

turned around with a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught

she quickly looked away. “Is

“I thought you, like other women,

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

agreement,

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eyes closed as Lennon

find this charming

heart to let

embarrassment, but rather a discomfort at being

She asked

“I’m done.”

bundle the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to find the dry cleaner’s. shop.

the clothes,

her petite figure. A sly grin spread

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

“Where’s your wife?”

Lennon sipped his

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