Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1188 - Chapter 1188 Chapter 1188 Lend me a set of your ex-husbands

Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: Lend me a set of your ex-husband’s clothes Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: Lend me a set of your ex-husband’s clothes “`

The first time she saw Leon Hayden, she felt much the same way.

“If possible, I too wish he were still alive in this world.”

Her expression somewhat desolate, Mrs. Beckham saw this in her eyes and still couldn’t help but glance towards the direction of the second floor.

If that wasn’t Mister, then why had Mrs. brought him here?

In Mrs. Beckham’s memory, Camila Walker had always been very chaste when it came to her personal life. Over the years, she had never brought any strange men home, and Mrs. Beckham firmly believed she wasn’t a woman of loose morals.

But what about the Mister tonight? Could it be that simply because he resembled her husband, Mrs. had taken a fancy to him?

Mrs. Beckham thought so, but thinking about Mrs.’s reaction just now, it seemed unlikely.

“Right, Mrs. Beckham, please prepare some dinner, I’m going to pick up Belinda!” Speaking of which, she hadn’t had dinner yet.

Right, and there were clients!

Rushing to take out her phone, Camila Walker stepped out of the villa and called the client with whom she had an appointment tonight, informing them that the cooperation might need to be postponed until next week.

Just getting to the front door, she suddenly seemed to remember something, stopping dead in her tracks.

Her car was still in the underground parking lot of Duke Station Throne…

Thinking about this, she turned around with a touch of annoyance and went back into the living room.

Then she took out her cell phone and made a call to Angela Reid, asking her to send someone to bring Belinda back.

After hanging up the phone, Camila Walker sat in the sofa somewhat idly, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the second floor.

She wondered whether the man had finished his bath.

Just then, the man, wrapped in a bathrobe, stood at the top of the escalator entrance, “Hey.”

Looking down from above at the man in the sofa, Leon Hayden spoke softly.

Camila Walker lifted her head and her cheeks flushed when she saw the slightly open collar of the man’s bathrobe.

“Lend me a suit of your ex-husband’s clothes.”

Although somewhat reluctant, Camila Walker still got up, after all, she didn’t want a man wandering around her home wearing just a bathrobe!

Inside the cabinet, she had kept all of Clayton Howard’s clothes intact for four years, because at that time, she always thought he would come back.

After taking out a shirt and a suit, she handed the clothes to Leon Hayden.

Looking at the coat in his hands, Leon Hayden frowned, “Do you have any pajamas?”

What was he planning to do, sleep in a suit coat at this time of night?

“What do you want pajamas for?” Camila Walker frowned. Did he really plan to stay the night after his bath?

Leon Hayden gave her a glance as if he couldn’t be bothered to explain, tossed the suit coat aside, and then went straight to the wardrobe to rummage for himself.

Camila Walker furrowed her brow at his nonchalant behavior, and she was irritated as well!

“What are you doing!?” She had carefully cherished these clothes for four years, and this man was so domineering, rummaging through someone else’s home as if it were his own?

Ignoring her tugging, Leon Hayden kept looking through the cabinet, wanting to find a set of pajamas.

In the midst of their tugging, perhaps Camila Walker was too anxious; by accident, she pulled off the belt tied around his waist, and in an instant, his muscular and firm body was perfectly exposed before her eyes…

It seemed that even Leon Hayden didn’t expect his belt to be suddenly pulled open by her, and for a moment, he too was stunned into stillness.

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