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Chapter 435 I’m Pregnant
It was already the early hours of the morning by the time they left the restaurant. Chloe thought for a moment and
tugged at the man’s sleeve beside her. “The forum you mentioned earlier is in two days?”
The clock had struck past midnight, marking the beginning of a new day.
“It’s on Thursday,” he replied.
‘So it’s the day after tomorrow.”
When they reached Oceanic Residence, Joseph followed her upstairs and entered her apartment. He scanned the
interior, finding it to be modestly furnished with simple amenities. Living in a place like this seemed a bit pitiful.
Chloe looked at him suspiciously. “Are you planning to stay overnight?”
“What do you think?” he retorted.
Chloe hesitated and asked, “Can I say no?”
Joseph turned his gaze toward her, his hand removing his tie and throwing it on the sofa.” What do you think?” he
asked back.
“I’ll allow you to stay, but you need to keep your distance from me,” she stated.
“Why?” He frowned, seemingly displeased. “You weren’t feeling uncomfortable today, and you even drank cold
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwater.”
“I just don’t want to, and besides, you need your partner’s consent if you want to do that kind of thing.”
Chloe cast her gaze downward, her long, curly lashes concealing her discontentment, as her moist and full lips
formed a pout that elicited sympathy. The sight of her in such a state would surely tug at any man’s heart.
Joseph could not escape that feeling either. Softening his voice, he pulled her into his lap, holding her chin up. “You
just don’t want to?”
Chloe forced herself to meet his gaze, and in the quiet of the night, she remained silent for a few seconds before
finally saying, “Do you want to know the reason?”
“Yes,” he replied.
“I’m pregnant,” Chloe confessed.
Joseph froze. Chloe clenched her fists nervously, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the man before her. She hoped
that he would receive this news with happiness and excitement.
“If you don’t want to do it, then just say you don’t want to. Do you really need to use such an excuse?” Joseph
quickly recovered and burst into laughter, taking her words as a joke.
The gleam in Chloe’s eyes slowly faded, her heart swelling with a sense of disappointment. It seemed that he truly
did not want a second child. She got up from his lap and said in a muffled tone, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Joseph did not stop her. He took out his phone and surveyed the surroundings, making a list of missing furniture.
That night, he respected her wishes and did not touch her.
The next afternoon, Chloe finished her work early and went to the night market with Noah.
The night market would usually become lively after eight., but it was only five when they arrived, and the streets
were sparsely populated. They decided not to split up and continued walking together along the roadside stalls,
diligently inquiring at each one they passed. However, their efforts proved fruitless as they could not find what they
were looking for.
As they approached the end of the street, Noah shook his head. “Forget it, let’s stop searching.
“There are still two stalls ahead. Let’s go and ask. You never know,” Chloe replied, her expression serious. She was
unwilling to give up.
“But those two stalls sell desserts.” Noah pointed out.
Under normal circumstances, a second-hand wallet would not be found at such a stall.
“Then let me treat you to some macarons. Let’s go,” Chloe suggested.
Chloe purchased a box of macarons from the stall and asked the stall-keeper as she paid, Excuse me. Have you
seen a gray-white wallet with a photo inside? The photo is of a young boy and an elderly person.” !!
Upon hearing her question, the seller paused for a moment and looked up at Chloe. “No, I haven’t.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChloe noticed the seller’s expression and smiled. She pulled out a 100-dollar bill from her purse and said, “Well, if
you can help keep an eye out and assist in finding it, I’m willing to offer a reward of 100 dollars. The wallet itself
doesn’t matter. I just want the photo inside.”
Fixing her eyes on the hundred-dollar bills in Chloe’s hand, the seller asked, “Just the photo? You don’t want the
wallet?”
That wallet was a high-end brand and could easily be sold for several thousand dollars even as a second-hand item.
“Yes,” Chloe replied.
“Are you sure you lost it on this street?” The seller pretended to ask. “My youngest son often. runs around on the
street, so he might have seen it.”
Noah nodded. “He might have.”
“Okay, wait here. Let me go and ask,” the seller said. After a short while, she came back, holding an old, yellowed
photograph. She waved it in front of them. “Is this the one? My son didn’t come across any wallet though.”
Noah took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the photo in her hand. “Yes, that’s the one.”
Chloe felt relieved and prepared to give the seller the one hundred dollars when the seller shook her head. “100
isn’t enough. My son nearly got hit by a car while picking up this photo. He’s still so shaken. Since it seems you’re
not short on money, how about giving me a thousand instead?”
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