Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Joseph stood up to pour a glass of water while keeping his back to Octavia. “If you want to start a business, go ahead and do it,” he said calmly.

Harold had instructed him to help Octavia wherever possible if it did not affect his own interests. Regardless of her personality, it was a fact that Preston had cheated on her.

“Why are you” Octavia started to ask.

“When you’ve achieved something in your business, I will consider helping you if you encounter any difficulties,” he replied.

Octavia fell silent, and her tears stopped flowing. As she gazed at the impassive Joseph, memories of his childhood resurfaced. She remembered how unkind she had been to him when he was younger. He had always been stoic, cold, and unfriendly to everyone, making him quite unlikeable. In the past, she had tried to undermine Joseph multiple times to ensure that Harold would focus on nurturing Jonathan. Even now, she held the belief that Harold favored Joseph more than her son.

But despite her initial denial, she could not ignore the fact that Joseph’s achievements had far outshined her son’s throughout the years. This realization made her question if she had been on the wrong side all along.

Octavia’s behavior changed, and she transformed into a different person. After deeply reflecting on the past twenty years of her life, she finally came to a profound realization. Meanwhile, Jonathan could not get Chloe to be sent to the station and left dejectedly. As he walked away, he blamed his mother for everything.

fell over

time. The things I said earlier weren’t true. I

learned his mistake from

she replied,

anymore.

I get the driver to take you home while I stay here with Grandpa?” Joseph

that if she went home, she would not be able to fall asleep

pure, makeup-free face, the peach fuzz on her skin visible, his eyes softened

can rest there.”

“Okay.”

came to check on Harold multiple

darkness outside cast an oppressive gloom over everything. Chloe could not stop pacing back and forth outside the ward, trying to release her pent-up anxiety and

vigilant, keeping an eye on the monitoring data. He came after attending a morning meeting. Deciphering the readings on the medical equipment, the doctor’s previously furrowed brow eased slightly, “Mr. Harold is stable

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