Chapter 60


    Chapter 60 Don’t Ever Bother Her Again


    “I can’t believe it. You guys were the model couple.”


    “Are you for real? You’re kidding, right?”


    “Jake is so handsome and devoted. Why did you guys break up?”


    The group could not believe it. At that moment, Emily’s sarcastic response cut through the air. “Yeah,


    your seemingly devoted Jake cheated, and the person he cheated with is


    Chloe’s half-sister.”


    The group looked at each other in disbelief, until the ex-ss monitor, Peter, changed the subject,


    urging everyone to focus on the food. The topic was ultimately dropped, but


    several coursemates came over to console Chloe.


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    After drinking quite a bit of water, Chloe got up to go to the restroom. Peter noticed and followed her.


    When she emerged from the restroom, she saw Peter waiting in the hallway and casually asked, “Are


    you going to the restroom too, Peter?”


    “No, I’m waiting for you.”


    “Waiting for me?”


    Peter had had a few too many drinks, and his speech was slurred as he said, “Chloe, there’s


    something I want to tell you.”


    “Sure, go ahead.”


    “I like you. I’ve always liked you. I knew I wasn’t as good as Jake when you were together, but now that


    you’ve broken up, could you give me a chance? I’ve just bought a house and a car. Although I have to


    pay off the loans every month, please trust me when I say I’ll give you a better life in the future.”


    Chloe’s head was spinning. “Peter, you’re drunk.”


    “I’m not drunk. I’m serious about you,” Peter insisted.


    “Don’t be like this. We’re not suited for each other.”


    “You won’t know until you try.” Peter suddenly grabbed her hand and passionately dered, “Chloe,


    look at me. I know you’re very talented, but I’m doing well now. I’m in charge of over twenty people, and


    thepany will surely give me a promotion next year. Then, you won’t have to work anymore. You


    can just be a housewife and take care of the house. I’ll take care of you.”


    Chloe quickly pulled her hand back, resisting with both hands held up in front of her chest as she


    retreated. “No, no. We can’t be together. I have something to do. I need to go.”


    With that, she turned her head to leave the hallway. However, Peter grabbed onto her clothes and


    refused to let her go. He was absolutely hammered.


    Panicked, Chloe struggled to break free and identally bumped into someone behind her. As she


    opened her mouth to apologize, a clear and cool voice interrupted her thoughts.


    “Let go of her.”


    It could have been the frigid chill emanating from Joseph’s demeanor, or perhaps it was just the


    unfortunate timing of his arrival, but Peter instantly came to his senses. Upon locking eyes with


    Joseph’s piercing gaze, he promptly let go of Chloe’s clothes.


    Joseph shielded Chloe behind him, his hands in his pocket as he stood tall and imposing.


    “Don’t ever bother her again,” he warned.


    “Who are you?”


    Peter tried to maintain hisposure before Chloe, but before he could say anything, she interjected


    boldly, “He’s my husband.”


    This was the second time she had called him that in front of others. Joseph raised his eyebrows. It


    seemed to him that Chloe was bing more familiar with addressing him as her husband.


    In just a few seconds, several emotions flitted across Peter’s face-embarrassment, sadness, disbelief-


    before he ultimately said nothing and walked away dejectedly.


    As Chloe watched him leave, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Joseph. “Thanks for getting


    me out of that situation.”