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.

birth to his child. If it’s a boy, he’ll become the first great-grandchild of the Whitmans. It’s likely that once Harold is pleased, he’ll acknowledge her status. At

took a deep breath. “I won’t terminate the pregnancy.”

time, but

flesh and

and benevolent expression. Yet, his words cut deep, striking straight at the heart. “But if you don’t terminate

It felt as if countless shards of

child on my

difficult on you,” Noah

a normal part of life. If there’s hope for the future,

into the chair, her slender frame exuding a delicate and petite allure. Her rosy lips and flawless white teeth added

a stone. She seemed to possess an inherent strength and radiated vibrancy and resilience that appeared impervious to

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