Chapter 290
Chapter 290
Chapter 290 A Promise for a Great-Grandchild
Chloe instantly froze in place, her face flushing slightly. It felt as if she were a high-level bitch.
This statement seemed to trigger something within Joseph. His towering figure advanced toward Chloe, his eyes gleaming with sinister intensity. “Your methods have always been. deplorable, and if I’m being honest, quite foolish. Your intentions were written all over your face, and yet I fell for them. At the very moment you successfully manipulated me, were you secretly mocking me as a fool in your heart?”
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After several days of tranquility, he reflected on their past encounters. From the beginning, she had audaciously seduced him, with the only noteworthy element being the sincerity in her eyes.
Chloe found herself backed into a corner, her hands pushing against Joseph’s chest as she frowned. “Don’t paint yourself as the victim here. Dig deep into your heart and ask if I haven’t treated
you well. Do you truly believe that I never genuinely cared?
“I’ve never had the audacity to treat you the way you treated me. I’d never utter all those hurtful words. I was afraid you’d become angry and give me the cold shoulder.
“You prefer plain food, so I have to accompany you in eating such dishes every day. And when we occasionally have something spicy, I’m expected to be grateful and thankful to you for giving me the opportunity to taste it.”
The more Chloe spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears streamed down her face. uncontrollably, falling to the ground with a soft pitter-patter. Her once-beautiful face was now adorned with tear stains, resembling a flower bud cloaked in rain and mist.
Upon retrospection, she regretted ever crossing paths with him. If only they had never met, she would not be engulfed in such misery.
Joseph observed her disheveled state, crying without concern for her appearance, and an indescribable irritation welled up inside him. He twirled his fingers, feeling the urge to wipe away her tears. However, he resisted the impulse.
Stepping back, creating a distance between them, he spoke in a frigid tone, “Enough with the pretending. If you want to put on a show, wait until the old man wakes up and perform in
front of him instead.”
Chloe maintained her silence, lowering her head as she discreetly wiped away her tears with her sleeve. The past few days had been arduous, and shedding tears had offered a brief respite.. Yet, an unexplainable sorrow still weighed heavily on her heart.
Certain things were irreversible.
“The patient has regained consciousness. Family members may now enter,” the nurse announced, opening the door.
Chloe and Joseph exchanged a glance before proceeding together toward the emergency room.
Harold lay frail on the hospital bed, and Chloe’s guilt intensified as she gazed at him. Her lips. quivered, and she fought to find her voice. “Grandpa…”
Harold offered her a gentle smile and said, “I’m okay. You and the brat haven’t really gotten divorced, have you? You’re just teasing me, right?”
Chloe anxiously picked at her fingernails, unable to bring herself to reveal the truth this time.
The doctor approached them and advised, “Please avoid causing stress to the elderly. Don’t you youngsters know that your grandfather has a heart condition?”
“We’re aware…”
“If you are, then why did you subject your grandfather to stress?”
“I’m sorry…”
“Don’t apologize to me. Heart disease, to be frank, worsens with each episode. Each occurrence carries greater risks. You youngsters should discuss important matters privately before bringing them to light.” Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
Chloe’s eyelashes quivered as she took a deep breath. It appeared that she had no choice but to resort to a less favorable option now.
Grandpa. Jojo and I haven’t divorced. We just had a small argument, and my words were spoken in anger. We’ve already reconciled. I’m sorry for worrying you,” she explained.
Joseph arched an eyebrow and gazed at her intently with his cold, penetrating eyes. There was an inexplicable emotion on his otherwise indifferent face that even he could not decipher.
Upon hearing her words, Harold let out a relieved sigh. He playfully raised his hand and lightly slapped the man standing beside the bed. Then, he kindly said to Chloe, “That’s the spirit. Husbands and wives have their disagreements, but they always find a way to make up. Don’t forget the promise you made me.”
Chloe paused, her face slightly flushed as she recalled what he was referring to.
Joseph narrowed his eyes and questioned, “What did she promise you?”
“Chloe said that if I agreed to let her film the brand endorsement advertisement for Exotic Star, she’d do her best to bless me with a great-grandchild as soon as possible.”
Harold earnestly instructed Chloe, “You mustn’t break your word. You and that brat should pick up the pace.