The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 911

Damon kept a poker face, “Good.”

Wendy slightly furrowed her brows, “Oh… that’s good, I noticed your wife seemed a little upset yesterday… so I was a bit concerned.”

“Hmm.” Damon responded indifferently, then glanced at his wrist watch.

Following his gaze, Wendy noticed that he was still wearing the same brand of watch as before, not the Piaget couple’s watch that Chloe bought yesterday.

She subtly touched her own watch, a small smile playing on her lips. Chloe, as expected, was a bit presumptuous.

The room fell into silence again, while Wendy’s mood subtly shifted.

She racked her brain for a topic, and when her eyes landed on Damon’s slightly disheveled shirt, she suddenly remembered the dress that Chloe bought yesterday.

She wasn’t sure if Chloe had mentioned anything to him, but if she said that she was the one who suggested buying the dress, Damon might get angry at her. After all, concerning the reputation of the Harper family, even the usually mild and kind–hearted Elizabeth got angry yesterday.

After thinking it over, it seemed better to take the initiative to tell him now than to be asked by Damon later.

After hesitating a little, she said lightly,

“Damon, yesterday… I didn’t think it through when I was joking with your wife about the dress… I suggested a miniskirt…”

Damon’s eyebrows twitched slightly, then he slowly lifted his head, his eyes coldly fixed on her.

“Miniskirt?”

Damon turned around, he had a neutral, emotionless countenance. Wendy bit her lip because she was a little uneasy, yet there was still a tinge of anxiety on her lovely face. “Yes, a red miniskirt. The design is a bit… a bit revealing, but I was just joking

suddenly opened, and Chloe’s lazy voice rang out-

is prepared? I didn’t eat much last

talking and walking out. When she unintentionally looked up and saw two extra people in the living room, her words

who was sitting on the sofa,a layer of indifference

instantly changed, her gaze fixed on Chloe, her rapidly changing expression froze on

yesterday, her figure was really suitable for it. Her proportions were perfect, her legs

was enough

were. Her hair was a bit messy, but along with her gentle and charming expression at

how you looked at it, it made one very

on the sofa, her hands clenched tightly, trying her best to hide her emotions,

the side, almost popping her eyes out when she

this was too….

Wendy, a trace

at her, even though

of regret, picked up the jacket next to him, and

“Cold?”

her up. And then easily

on Chloe, the closer view of those kiss marks

the handsome man next to her, who was always indifferent and desireless. She didn’t expect that he would be such a dominant person in private. She forced

then looked up at Katie. She chuckled, “you’re here.” Katie looked at her, her gaze involuntarily swept over the kiss marks on Chloe’s body, then she quickly retracted her gaze, and nodded,

turned to Damon and

breakfast?”

paused, reached out and adjusted her clothes for