Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 565

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 you want."

"How's your health been recently?"

"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."

After hanging 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 on leaving. If he missed her, it would be quite demeaning.

However, he did not sleep soundly that night. He had vague illusions of Chloe still there sleeping beside him, but the vacant spot beside him knocked some sense into him every time he opened his eyes.

*

Chloe went back to how her life used to be.

Upon waking at the 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 was as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

An inexplicable sense 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 her baby's condition. She should be about just four months along now.

When Chloe was about to head out, Noah texted her.

[Hey, how are you doing? Has Joseph released you?]

She 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 happening that she was released. She immediately replied to his message.