Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 This Person Truly was Heaven's Favorite

Orlando didn't respond to her. Suddenly, a sense of restlessness surged in his chest, making him feel suffocated.

Yesterday, she framed him with her dog, causing a stranger to misunderstand and scold him.

And now, in the middle of the night, she chased after him to Prodale County and splattered paint on him. For a moment, Orlando couldn't help but wonder if he owed this woman something in his past life.

Penny looked at the man's unusually cold and stern face and realized that all of this wasn't just her imagination.

She knew she had caused trouble and could only try to remedy the situation. She hurriedly said, "Mr. Fletcher, do you have spare clothes? I can wash this one for you."

Orlando glanced at the palette she was holding and walked a few steps away.

Penny stood still, feeling somewhat annoyed. Why did it always seem like she encountered him in situations like this?

Seeing that she didn't follow, Orlando said in a deep voice, "Didn't you say you would help me wash it? Since you caused the mess, you should take responsibility."

Penny hurriedly caught up, "I didn't mean to evade responsibility."

"Eighty thousand."

His tone was indifferent, and his gaze fell on her face.

Penny couldn't immediately grasp the meaning of his words. It took her a moment to realize that he was referring to the price of the shirt.

She was instantly taken aback. She had never worn such an expensive shirt in her entire life.

In this state, she didn't know if she would be able to clean it later...

Feeling somewhat guilty, she could only weakly say, "When I wash it by hand, I'll use a very gentle touch."

Orlando looked at her submissive appearance with lowered eyes and inexplicably thought of her mocking expression towards Ryder at the gambling table. He narrowed his eyes.

He walked back to his room, and Zane, who had been waiting nearby, heard the commotion. He was about to greet Orlando but noticed Penny standing behind him. His pupils contracted, and he tactfully found an opportunity to slip away.

Orlando entered the room, unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt, and threw it at Penny.

As soon as Penny stepped inside, a piece of clothing hit her face.

Her face turned red, and she quickly took it off, glancing around the room. But then, her gaze froze.

Orlando had just been wearing this shirt. Now that he had taken it off, his upper body was bare. He was standing with his back to her. With broad shoulders and narrow waist, his figure was truly impressive. His legs were also long and well-proportioned, a perfect example of the golden ratio in art.