Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 443 You Should Buy Her Flowers

For over ten minutes, Chloe remained silent, eavesdropping. Joseph seemed to have left since it was now quiet outside. A chill pierced her heart. They had been dating for almost a year, but his patience toward her was still so low.

Feeling disappointed, she lay on her bed, flashes of their past replaying in her mind. There was happiness, anger, grief, sadness, and moments of feeling touched…

Her mother passed away early, leaving her to face verbal and physical abuse in the Johnson family from time to time. Jake would sometimes bring her snacks or beautiful clothes. At that time, she was over the moon, feeling that he was the one. But he cheated on her. Emily then became the only person who treated her kindly.

Slowly, Joseph became a part of her life. He spoke harsh words and was a fierce man, but sometimes, he was very nice to her. He gave her a job and avenged her. When she was filled with the deepest despair, he saved her repeatedly. Without him, Ava would still be safe and making quite a scene. The true reason for her mother’s passing would remain hidden. However, he was also the one who caused her the deepest grief…

Confusion and helplessness engulfed Chloe.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It was so unexpected that she jumped in fright, but her instinct told her it was not Joseph.

“Is anyone home? I’m here to deliver furniture.”

“I didn’t buy any furniture. Do you have the wrong address?”

Ms. Chloe?”

“Yes, I am…”

It’s to be delivered to this location. Please

very vigilant. She put on her slippers and looked through the peephole. A middle- aged man in a set of work uniform was standing outside with

you tell me who ordered them?”

flipped open his notebook and replied, “It was someone named

on the spot. ‘It was Joseph.

we come

“Ah… Okay.”

scattered thoughts and immediately opened the door to let the workers in. They moved in essential items such as a sofa, coffee table, desk, and even a bean bag she really liked. After some time, her house looked brand-new. It was now neat, clean, and familiar. She recognized the brand of the furniture-it was the same as

eyes turned watery. She walked to the bean bag and sat down, sinking into