Chapter 392 Trying to Steal My Woman, You Little Brat?

Chloe grew flustered, her face alternating between shades of red and white. “No, it’s not.”

“There can’t be anyone else but him.” Noah shook his head determinately. “You don’t have feelings for Icarus.”

Being with Icarus was an act of gratitude and appreciation, but it was not love. He would not have resorted to such despicable means to hold onto her if she truly had feelings for him.

“How did you know?”

“So I was right.” Noah concealed his emotions, burying them deep within his eyes. Taking on the role of an observer, curiosity tinged with heartache seeped into his voice. “You and Joseph were already divorced a month ago. Did he force himself on you?”

Chloe’s body tensed. “Please don’t ask. I don’t want to talk about it.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t interfere with your personal affairs. Some of the things I’m about to say may not be pleasant to hear, but as a friend, I don’t want you to be trapped in this situation. I must say my piece,” Noah said sincerely.

It’s likely that once Harold is

“I won’t terminate

but she could not bring herself

and

be swiftly replaced by an innocent and benevolent expression. Yet, his words cut deep, striking straight at the heart. “But if you don’t terminate the pregnancy, Joseph

fists, feeling immense pain in her body and soul. It felt as if countless shards of glass had pierced deep into her flesh, causing

the child on my

difficult on you,”

matter. Hardship is a normal part of life. If there’s

exuding a delicate and petite allure. Her

middle of the ruggedness of a stone. She seemed to possess an inherent

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