Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413 I’ll Give It to You Tomorrow 

Sensing the weight of his burden, Chloe approached and embraced his waist. 

“It’s been a while since I cooked for you. What do you feel like eating? Just tell me,” she said. 

“I said I’d cook today. Do you not believe me?” Joseph patted her hand, his handsome face returning to its usual calmness. “Just wait.” 

She raised her head and looked into his deep eyes, offering him a smile. “Okay.” 

It turned out that someone who could build and strengthen a business would also have great cooking skills. There was fruit salad, grilled fish, braised pig’s trotters, stir-fried asparagus, and corn soup. 

The dishes were not only visually appealing but full of flavor. Chloe could not wait and immediately popped a piece of pig’s trotter in her mouth. It was tender, chewy, and melted in her mouth. It was so delicious that her toes curled up. It was only now that she knew why he did not like to eat takeout. With cooking skills that could rival a five-star hotel, anyone’s taste buds would become demanding. 

Joseph noticed the admiration in her gaze, and his lips curled up. “You’re such a foodie.” 

“What’s wrong with being a foodie?” 

As long as she could maintain her figure, the satisfaction of taste buds was easier to achieve 

than success. 

After the meal, Chloe finished eating most of the food on the table and took the initiative to wash the dishes. As she finished washing the last dish and put it away, her phone in her pocket 

vibrated. 

It was a call from Icarus. 

Chloe looked at Joseph, who was watching TV in the living room. She did not want him to misunderstand anything, so she chose to reject the call. She planned to contact Icarus tomorrow after returning home, but her phone soon rang again. It was a text from Icarus. 

[Chloe, please answer my call. I have something important to tell you.] 

She lowered her gaze, hesitated for a moment, wiped her hands clean, and walked into the bathroom. 

At this moment, Icarus’ second call came through. 

“Did you move, Chloe?” he asked. 

“Yeah, how did you know?” 

“I’m outside your house right now. Can we meet tomorrow? I’m leaving for abroad the day 

after tomorrow, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back.” 

“You’re going abroad for business?” 

“Yes.” 

“Which country?” 

“Ameria.” 

“What time do you want to meet tomorrow?” 

“Around noon. Let’s go out for a meal.” 

Chloe agreed. Although Icarus had deceived her before, he had not harmed her and had helped her in many ways. From both an emotional and rational standpoint, she should go. 

After hanging up the phone, as soon as Chloe opened the door, she found Joseph standing outside, his handsome face clouded with indiscernible emotions. 

“Stomach ache? You’ve been inside for so long?” 

She instinctively hid her phone behind her back, her eyes flickering with anxiety. “No… Nope… 

He noticed her actions and furrowed his brows deeply. “Then what were you doing inside here? 

After careful consideration, she took a deep breath and met his gaze candidly. “Icarus called me, and I was worried that you’d misunderstand, so I answered in the bathroom.” 

Surprisingly, Joseph did not display the same level of distrust as before. He simply asked, ” 

And?” 

“He said he’s leaving the country the day after tomorrow and wanted to meet me for the last 

time tomorrow.” 

“You agreed?” 

“Yeah…” Chloe nervously explained, “I agreed to meet him because we’re friends, and he has helped me a lot. If you don’t want me to go, I won’t.” 

She sensed that Joseph was treating her better than before, and it would not be appropriate for her to quarrel with him again because of Icarus. Besides, he was not in a good mood today. 

“You can go.” 

“Huh?” 

“I’ll give you an hour,” Joseph replied, a trace of displeasure lingering in his heart, but he managed to suppress it. “Is that enough?” 

“Yes! It’s more than enough!” she nodded vigorously. She asked curiously, “You don’t suspect 

me anymore?” 

Every time she had been with Icarus before, he would explode in anger.