Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 530 Self-Deception and Wishful Thinking

The old herbalist, busy examining a patient, glanced at his assistant and replied, “We’ll handle it when we’re less busy in the afternoon.”

Having previously worked at the herb store in Central Hospital during his younger days, the doctor knew that the hospital prescribed only a limited number of medications for regulating menstrual disorders. The prescriptions were likely the same ones that he had left behind and had not changed much since then. There was no need to rush the examination.

Upon hearing this, the assistant moved on to other tasks.

After tidying up, Chloe opened the wardrobe and found that Joseph had not completely emptied it. He had left behind her daily necessities and a few articles of clothing.

The weather outside matched the somber atmosphere, with fallen leaves scattered around the neighborhood, creating a sense of desolation and loneliness. A chilly gust of wind seeped into. the room, causing Chloe to shiver involuntarily. She reached out to close the window and decided to change into warmer clothes.

She was now in her second trimester, with her belly showing noticeable signs of protrusion. Thankfully, her limbs had not gained much weight, and she carefully chose loose-fitting clothes every day to conceal her growing bump. However, as she approached the midway point. of her pregnancy, the baby’s growth would accelerate, and it would be difficult to hide the fact. that she was pregnant in another month or so.

her preparations, Chloe was about to leave when a nagging feeling gnawed at her. She came to a sudden

her steps, rushing back to retrieve the herbal blends, only to discover that one packet was missing. Panic seized her mind as a thought crossed her, ‘Could Joseph have taken it?’

pressing the buttons repeatedly in her anxious state

aware of Joseph’s usual seriousness and dedication to his work. Answering calls during meetings was

handsome face

calling again. Has

the herbal

to be effective, you’ll continue taking them. If not, we’ll visit his clinic

with nervousness as she asked, “Did you already send the medicine? How long until we receive the results?”

We’ll probably hear

composure, but her legs felt weak beneath her. She had endured so much, keeping her pain and frustrations hidden for far too long. They were on the verge of reaching the crucial stage of Xavia’s amniocentesis, and now something had gone wrong. Why did it have to happen