The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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Chapter 901

When Wendy heard the word “stranger“, she involuntarily gritted her teeth.

Chloe looked up at her, with a smile that wasn’t exactly a smile.

Wendy managed an awkward laugh, but it only made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Elizabeth snapped, “Even though it’s true, he’s my husband! I said I was going to pay, but then you said she paid.

So, who exactly bought it?”

The salesperson hesitated, “Of course, you did…”

Elizabeth shot Chloe a fierce look and snorted coldly.

Chloe hurriedly said, “Mom, I’didn’t think much about it…”

Elizabeth said, “Not thinking much doesn’t mean others won’t care. My husband is good–looking. I’ve spent a lot of

time dealing with women who have ill intentions. Even now, when I’m old, it’s still the same. And there are still

young and beautiful women who approach him. I’m really tired… Wendy, you see how hard my life is, right?”

After saying this, Elizabeth grabbed Wendy’s hand looking for comfort.

Wendy didn’t know what expression to make.

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Elizabeth was clearly’mocking her, and now she was seeking comfort from her? What was this all about?

Was Elizabeth’s life hard?

She couldn’t adjust to life in the Harper family, and Royce took her away for many years.

She came back every few years, then left again whenever she felt uncomfortable.

She might be the most envied and free person in the world!

If this was called hardship, then how were others supposed to survive?

-Wendy said, “Elizabeth, Royce still cares about you after all these years… Chloe just said she didn’t think much

about it…”

Now she had to speak for Chloe. After all, she almost paid for Elizabeth just now.

Elizabeth sighed, “Ah, Wendy, you’re right. I’m too sensitive…” After saying that, she turned to Chloe and her tone

softened, “I’m sorry, Chloe. I’m being too sensitive. But from now on, let me handle this. I don’t like other women

buying clothes for my husband. It’s not good for your reputation as well. Do you understand?”

Chloe clutched her purse tightly, struggling to stifle her laughter.

So much drama!

But on her face, she put on a look of enlightenment and spoke softly

“Mom, you’re right. I won’t do this kind of thing again.”

Elizabeth nodded and sighed, then took out her phone and asked Chloe, “Tell me your WhatsApp account.”

Chloe took out her phone, and they added each other on the spot.

Afterwards, Elizabeth said, “I will transfer the money for the clothes to you later.”

Elizabeth smiled satisfactorily, fiddled with her phone, and then put it away.

She turned to Wendy, who was standing by, and asked, “Wendy, these two sets of clothes are for your father,

right?”

Wendy’s eyelids twitched as she forced a smile and nodded, “Uh–huh.”

She glanced at Chloe subconsciously and saw Chloe’s ambiguous smile

, feeling like grinding her teeth to dust.

“Alright, let’s go. We’ve bought clothes for the men. Now it’s time to shop for ourselves.”

When it came to buying gowns, Chloe had no intention of buying.

She guessed that if she bought gowns with Wendy, there would be trouble.

Wendy loved causing trouble, and she didn’t.

However, when they entered the gown store, Wendy still couldn’t help but stir up trouble.

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In front of her were three gowns of the same brand and style in different colors.

In such a high–end store, they were called gowns, but in a slightly more common store, they would be considered

tacky club dresses.

But the reason it appeared in such a high–end store was purely because it catered to the needs of the rich.

After all, many rich men had tacky mistresses, and these men wanted their mistresses to look as seductive and

sexy as possible for parties.

Design–wise, it was a deep V–neck halter dress with two thin straps. The back was wide open, with only a thin strap

across. There was a ribbon

around the waist, and the length of the skirt just covered the thighs. It was clearly a tight design.

Black, red, white, three colors.

Wendy smirked, her slender fingers fluttering over them and finally picked the red one. She took it off the rack,

turned to Chloe and asked with a smile, “What do you think of this dress?”

Chloe glanced at the dress in her hand and her lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

‘Ms. Alonso, your taste is indeed unique.”

Wendy shook her head slightly, “I think this dress would suit you perfectly. You have a great figure, why not give it a

try?”

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