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,”

up the phone, Joseph walked into the bedroom. He looked around the room that he had once stayed in 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 the one who insisted

sleep soundly that night. He had vague illusions of Chloe still there sleeping beside him, but

to how her

Johnson residence, she checked her phone and found that she had not received any messages. Everything was so quiet that the only thing she heard was the sound of her breathing. It

thoughts. She had to go to the hospital for a check-up today to assess her baby’s condition. She should be about just four months along

Chloe was about to head out, Noah

how are you doing?

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

your relationship status with him

longer have anything to

find a

night. I’ll treat your to a meal sometime.

slow. When she was waiting for the traffic light, the driver

take a photo? I don’t think it’s even on sale locally

Awkwardness flashed across her eyes. She felt that she should not be using things he had gifted to her after breaking up with him, but on second thought, it was not her fault that they had broken up. She had given her heart to him and did not

at all. It was what