Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Joseph made light of this question. “Sure. Given your insight, I’m curious to see what kind of man you’ll get for Chloe.”

Harold cursed. They were used to arguing with each other, so neither of them took it to heart.

“You know, I can help you take care of the baby after Xavia gives birth.”

Of course, it was a dilemma to insert the baby between the two of them.

Joseph’s face turned dull. “Let’s talk about this another time.”

“Fine. I won’t meddle in your business. Do whatever

“How’s your health been recently?”

you want.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die yet,” he then added after a pause, “Dr. Spencer delivered the medicine for next week today. The Sinclairs just can’t wait to kill me, so I think we should up our plan.”

Harold had lost his patience and felt it would be disadvantageous to the Whitmans if it was delayed any longer. He had been a soldier for more than three decades, so he might as well fight against them. They were undoubtedly wicked for always plotting against him.

Joseph had on a pondering expression before a fierce light flickered past his eyes. “We’ll start next Tuesday.”

“Okay,”

with Chloe, the scent of her still lingered in the air. His eyes turned dull as he gripped the blanket and covered himself with it, forcing himself to go to sleep. She was

had vague illusions of Chloe still there sleeping beside him, but the vacant spot beside him knocked some

her life used

was so quiet that the only thing she heard was the sound of her breathing. It

of oppression hit her. She shook her head and stopped her wild thoughts. She had to go to the hospital for a check-up today to assess

was about to head out,

how are you doing?

smacked her head in frustration, realizing she had forgotten to reply to him the day before. It was because he had informed Harold about what was

message.

he let me out

status with him now?]

have anything to do

You’ll find

I’ll treat your to a meal sometime. Now, I’m about to drive to the hospital. Talk

skillful in driving, so her driving speed was extremely slow. When she was waiting for the traffic light, the driver of a car next to her lowered his

absolute beauty. Can I take a photo? I don’t

to her after breaking up with him, but on second

she should not feel awkward at all. It was