Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 610 He Underestimated Joseph’s Love for Chloe

Harold could sense Chloe's grievance through her voice. Waving, he said, "Don't agitate her any further. Just say yes."

Patrick nodded and replied, "I'll do my best to persuade Mr. Joseph."

Chloe's heart blossomed with a glimmer of hope, and tears began to fill her eyes. "Thank you, Patrick. I won't bother you anymore."

*

After hanging up, Patrick looked at Harold with a troubled expression. "Sir, it seems like things are really over between them."

If Joseph was the father to the baby in Chloe's womb, then his actions this time would be truly disappointing.

Harold said as he frowned, "The biggest issue between them right now is the baby. If we want them to get back together, we need to first clarify the child's paternity."

"Given Ms. Chloe's current state of mind, she probably won't agree to an amniocentesis."

Harold’s hands went around a cup, but he made no move to drink its contents. His eyes fixated on a mid-match chessboard, lost in contemplation.

Knowing that he was deep in contemplation, Patrick did not disturb him and remained quietly by the side.

"Arrange for a meeting between me and Chloe."

"But if someone sees you, they'll think you’re a ghost. Are you sure about this?"

Harold sighed. "I understand that, but I also have to help my grandson. I can't just stand by and let him push his wife further and further away from him."

"But your health isn't in good condition either..." Patrick said, expressing his worries.

Although Harold had narrowly escaped death, the toxins had seeped into his body. His overall health had deteriorated greatly, particularly the condition of his heart. He now depended on daily medication to keep himself going.

"I'll just go out and have a heart-to-heart talk with Chloe. What's the worst that could happen? Death?" Harold urged, growing impatient. "Hurry up and make the arrangements. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease."

Patrick had no other choice but to do Harold’s bidding.

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On the other side, Emily attributed all the credit for Chloe not having to go through with the procedure to Noah. She prepared two portions of cheesecake, one to be delivered to the front desk of Exotic Star and the other to Lucas. She intended to express her gratitude to Noah while gathering information about Chloe from Lucas at the same time.

When Noah's driver arrived at Exotic Star, the front desk gave him the cake to bring to Noah.

"Sir, this is from a girl named Emily, and there's a card too." The driver handed over the card with both hands.

Noah did not immediately lift his head, studying the sales data on the documents before leisurely looking up. His gaze landed on the card placed in the upper left corner of the table. It read, [Thank you for last Thursday. Coco didn’t undergo the procedure and is at home resting.]

He froze for a moment. Looks like he had underestimated Joseph's love for Chloe. It was hard to fathom that someone as domineering as Joseph would repeatedly make compromises for Chloe.

A dark light flickered in Noah's eyes. His plans were completely disrupted. Looks like bringing Chloe back to the Sullivans would take longer than anticipated.

The driver scrutinized Noah's expression and asked, "Sir, is there some sort of mistake with the delivery?"

His employer had been in class all of Thursday. He had not even stepped out of the campus grounds, let alone helped anyone.

Noah ignored his driver's question, his mind filled with annoyance at the idea of Chloe being pregnant with Joseph's child. Why would she be so foolish to endure such hardship when Joseph was not treating her well?

He empathized with Chloe's situation and decided to return Emily's call. Emily answered and once again expressed her gratitude to him.

Noah paused briefly before replying, "Don't mention it. I'm just doing what I can do."

He certainly would not deny the opportunity to improve his standing with Chloe. Besides, he had not refused Emily when she came asking for help that day.