Chapter 466 Older Men Are Greasy

Octavia erupted in anger. “I was simply chastising you, yet you’re humiliating me like this?”

“I didn’t humiliate you. I just responded in kind. Why are you so agitated?” Chloe’s eyes turned cold.

Octavia’s face darkened. “You’re climbing over me even before getting remarried. If you and Joseph remarry, will you disrespect Harold too?”

“Disrespect him? Of course not,” Chloe quickly retorted, “I’ll honor and respect him with all my heart.”

Octavia’s face stiffened, unable to find a comeback. She decided not to push the issue further and instead directed her focus and energy toward Xavia. The person standing before her was unworthy of her attention.

After a sumptuous dinner, Chloe was overcome by an overwhelming drowsiness. Sympathetic to her condition, Harold allowed her to head to bed early.

As she teetered on the brink of sleep, she faintly heard the door being pushed open. Recognizing Joseph’s presence, she chose to ignore him and continued to drift off to sleep. However, he proved to be less than honest, quietly removing his shoes and joining her in bed, enveloping her in his embrace.

A pleasant cold fragrance enveloped Chloe as she affectionately nuzzled against him, finding solace in the warmth of his chest. Joseph tenderly kissed her cheek a few times and then fell

silent.

Though Chloe continued to feign indifference, her drowsiness waned. No matter how hard she attempted to coax herself back to sleep, it eluded her grasp. She finally opened her eyes, only to be met with Joseph’s penetrating gaze, his icy stare alternating with restrained desire.

Chloe was momentarily taken aback, her cheeks flushing with heat. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

To her surprise, Joseph’s large hand slowly slid from her waist to her chest and firmly grasped

“You’re exposed,” he said.

Chloe lowered her head. The low neckline of her nightgown, combined with her sideways position, had resulted in a rather provocative scene. Feeling the heat rising, she attempted to push his hand away. “Stop it. Let go.”

remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on her nightgown, his fingertips tingling with the desire to rip it apart. He yearned to see

longing had grown overwhelming, heightened by the prolonged absence

gaze

urged her in. a hoarse voice tinged with roughness

and her earlobes

times has this

curtains blocked out the moonlight and the bedroom’s only source of light was a bedside lamp that cast a subdued glow. Joseph’s handsomeness was undeniable. Even

crimson, and her

Mr. Desmond is about to leave. Aren’t you going to come down and bid him farewell?” Harold’s voice suddenly echoed from outside the door, causing

a form of retaliatory punishment. Chloe’s emotions swirled between embarrassment and anger. She attempted to sit up, but he firmly held her down in place. Then, he pressed himself against

fallen asleep, he went downstairs to see

drained and too fatigued to even raise her hand. Her nightgown had also been stained in the process. She glared at him, her anger evident.

wearing an indifferent expression as he put on his pants. “Your hands are dirty too. Can’t give them up, can you?”

lost!” exclaimed Chloe.

Chloe finally caught up on some sleep. She looked radiant and had a glowing complexion. Having missed two consecutive work

dressed in a suit and standing tall, cast a brief indifferent

been two days,

made an appointment with the doctor. I’ll go on

you want me to accompany

“It’s not necessary.”

fixed on her. “Then, who’s

decided to go together.” As she spoke, she turned on her phone and showed him her chat conversation with Emily. Joseph glanced through it briefly, his thin lips pressing together as if he had something to

Lucas’ call came

time for the amniocentesis. When will you be coming

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