Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love novel Chapter 809

Chloe suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, wondering how she had never noticed his shamelessness. "Shut up. Clara will be heading this way soon."

"Even better if she does." Joseph adjusted his clothes, showing a trace of cold indifference.

Chloe blinked and pointed to the side. She said with a touch of mischief in her tone, "I'll be right over there enjoying the show."

A faint smile played on Joseph's lips. "Good girl."

Chloe tiptoed to the side and crouched down.

"Oh, you’re here, Mr. Joseph!" Clara's surprised voice soon rang out.

"Yes? You’re looking for me?"

"No, we just happened to bump into each other. Fate must’ve brought us together." Despite Joseph's silence and refusal to acknowledge her, Clara feigned care and continued, "There can be many mosquitoes around here at night. Here, let me spray some mosquito repellent on you."

Joseph glanced at Clara indifferently and did not stop her. Chloe could tell he was holding his breath to avoid inhaling the spray.

"I'll spray it." Joseph suddenly grabbed the spray bottle, directed its nozzle toward the unsuspecting Clara, and squeezed.

"Ah!" Clara let out a startled cry, unable to evade the spray. "Don't spray it on me!"

Concealed by the darkness of night, Joseph's frigid demeanor was less noticeable as he gazed at Clara with icy detachment. "What’s with the panic? Did someone ruffle your feathers?"

Quickly covering her mouth, Clara shifted to a coquettish expression. "No... It's just that the stuff in the spray bottle is a little cold. I don’t want to catch a chill."

Joseph must have breathed in a little of the spray. A little exposure should not hurt her. It might even make both of them more involved. Clara mused over the matter, lost in her fantasies as she unconsciously leaned closer to the man before her.

Joseph raised his hand in a gesture of refusal, asking, "What are you trying to do?"

The drug's effects coursed through Clara's veins rapidly, causing her body to flush with a desperate yearning for release. In her heightened state, she imagined that he must be experiencing something similar. She cast aside all her inhibitions. "I want to be with you, Mr. Joseph. Don't you feel lonely?"